Many children, many blessings: Stealing the offspring of powerful figures to cultivate immortality.

The Divine Tree of All Spirits: [I'm sorry, Ningning, it seems that my fruit undergoes a mutation after combining with you.]

My fruits would normally hang on the tree for a thousand years before maturing, but now, due to their mutation, they can no longer remain inside you.

Leaving too early also meant they didn't have enough energy.

This isn't your fault. I need to become stronger myself. If anyone's to blame, it's me; I chose to bring them into this world.

Jiang Yining clenched her fists, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

Having survived the apocalypse, she had never considered the consequences of bringing these extraordinary children into the world in order to survive.

She's currently struggling with her conscience; she's pregnant with twins and doesn't know what unexpected situations might arise.

She had already noticed something was wrong because her two previous children were abnormally absorbing energy and growing so fast.

These children are a combination of the divine tree and the human race. In modern terms, their genetic arrangement is definitely different from that of ordinary people.

In this dog-eat-dog world, if she hadn't become stronger, she would have been enslaved by the Blood Blade Sect along with the Jiang family, or died in the beast tide.

"I've grown up."

Chu Jinglan and Ji Lingxiao arrived shortly after, and upon seeing this scene, both of their expressions turned extremely grim.

Chu Jinglan flicked his folding fan, and his righteous energy transformed into a barrier to seal off the surroundings and prevent the demonic energy from leaking out and causing panic: "The Chaotic Demon Body is a forbidden constitution of heaven and earth, born domineering."

"But surely that's not the case, is it, Old Ye?"

Ye Wuhen nodded gravely: "Even I only drained the mother's body back then."

"But as this child's body develops, his energy requirements increase several times over."

"The spiritual energy in the desolate abyss is almost not enough to feed her, even with my help."

"What should we do then?"

Bai Ze jumped in through the window: "I have some high-level demon cores there, do you want to take them?"

"It's no use."

After feeding the last bit of demonic energy, Ye Wuhen leaned weakly against the edge of the bed.

Sanbao finally stopped crying, let out a burp, and drifted off to sleep, clutching Ye Wuhen's finger.

However, her small brow was still tightly furrowed, clearly indicating that she was not comfortable.

Looking at his daughter's distressed state, Ye Wuhen's heterochromatic eyes, which were always filled with violence and murderous intent, were now bloodshot and filled with helplessness.

"The environment here is so 'clean'."

Ye Wuhen raised his head and looked at Jiang Yining: "She is a demon seed, and she was born to grow in a place filled with demonic energy."

"Although the Desolate Abyss is chaotic, it is not a pure demon realm after all. It is like a sea fish thrown into fresh water, and it will eventually wither due to the inability to adapt to the environment."

Jiang Yining's heart skipped a beat: "What should we do?"

Ye Wuhen took a deep breath: "I'm going to take her back to the Demon Realm."

"No!"

"Absolutely impossible!"

Before Jiang Yining could speak, Ji Lingxiao and Chu Jinglan simultaneously voiced their objections.

Ji Lingxiao drew his sword half an inch from its sheath, its chilling aura palpable: "Ye Wuhen, don't you know what kind of place your Demon Realm is? It's a den of wolves that devour people without spitting out the bones!"

"How old is Sanbao? Are you taking her back so she can become food for those old devils?"

Chu Jinglan sneered repeatedly: "Which of the twelve palaces of the Demon Realm isn't eyeing your position as Demon Lord? Your strength has plummeted because you fed Sanbao your source energy. If you take her back, not only will you be unable to protect her, but you might even lose your own life."

"Moreover."

Chu Jinglan's gaze was like a knife, piercing the darkest corner of Ye Wuhen's heart: "Who knows if this is just an excuse for you to devour your own daughter in order to break through to a higher realm?"

boom--!!

A terrifying killing intent exploded instantly, and half of the roof of the main hall was blown off.

Ye Wuhen's eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at Chu Jinglan, his demonic energy boiling like magma: "Chu Jinglan, if you dare utter another word, I'll take you down with me even if it means our mutual destruction!"

This is his Achilles' heel.

Chu Jinglan scoffed, feigning disbelief: "Didn't you snatch the child before to devour it? Otherwise, why would you snatch it?"

Ye Wuhen's tone faltered slightly: "I admit, when I snatched this child, I did indeed want to devour her..."

Although he had indeed had such absurd thoughts before, he was no longer that cold-blooded demon lord since he emerged from the illusion.

The air froze in that instant.

"Zheng—!"

Without any further words, the Severing Thoughts Sword, imbued with the newly comprehended sword intent of profound emotion, was already pressed against Ye Wuhen's Adam's apple.

The sword's edge sliced ​​through a layer of oily skin, and a trickle of crimson demonic blood slid down the pale neck, dripping onto the swaddling clothes of the still-sleeping baby.

"Then how dare you say it out loud?"

Ji Lingxiao's hand was very steady. As long as Ye Wuhen dared to say yes, the sword would not hesitate to sever his carotid artery.

Chu Jinglan didn't make a move; he simply closed the folding fan gently.

"Smack."

With a soft sound, the righteous energy surrounding the entire sleeping quarters was instantly drained, forming a deadly vacuum cage.

The Confucian sage's killing intent was not as sharp and obvious as that of a sword cultivator, but rather like an impenetrable net that sealed off all of Ye Wuhen's escape routes, even crushing the space for his Nascent Soul to flee.

Even a tiger wouldn't eat its own cubs.

Chu Jinglan's voice was gentle and warm, yet it sent chills down one's spine.

"Night Without Trace, you're not even as good as an animal?"

Faced with the deadly attacks of two top experts, Ye Wuhen did not dodge, nor did he even activate his protective demonic energy.

He remained kneeling by the bed, one hand still tightly held by the sleeping Sanbao.

I dared not move, afraid of waking my daughter who had just settled down.

"The past is the past."

Ye Wuhen raised his head, and his heterochromatic eyes held no trace of his usual madness, only a chilling calm.

"If I were to touch a single hair on her head now, you wouldn't even need to lift a finger; I'd just rip my skull off and use it as a drinking bowl for you."

"Your skull is worthless." Ji Lingxiao's sword drew ever closer. "I want your life right now."

"Wait, this is about the Three Jewels."

A slender hand, without warning, reached into the suffocating tension, and two fingers gently gripped the blade of the Severing Thoughts Sword.

Jiang Yining stared expressionlessly at the three men, whose combined age was tens of thousands of years.

"Now is not the time to argue."

Jiang Yining looked at Ye Wuhen.

This usually arrogant and domineering demon lord now appeared somewhat disheveled.

His clothes were disheveled, his face was pale, and his eyes held anger and grievance at being misunderstood.

"Give me a reason," Jiang Yining asked calmly, "a reason why I must return to the Demon Realm."

Ye Wuhen took a deep breath and calmed himself down.

"Deep within the Demon Realm lies the 'Ancient Pool of Ten Thousand Demons'."

"That is the ancestral land left behind at the beginning of the Demon Realm, containing the most primordial and purest chaotic demonic energy."

"Every Demon Lord who ascends to the throne must go in to undergo baptism and be reborn."

Ye Wuhen glanced at the sleeping Sanbao, his eyes so tender they could melt water: "Sanbao's Chaotic Demon Body has mutated. Perhaps it's because she still has your human bloodline within her, and these two forces are in conflict."

"Only by entering the Ancient Pool of Ten Thousand Demons and using its power to undergo the 'Demon God Baptism,' which will help her clear her meridians and fully awaken her constitution, can she truly control this power and stop it from spiraling out of control."

He paused here, his voice becoming hoarse.

"If she doesn't go... she'll die within three months due to an energy outburst."