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

Three days later, at the border of the Demon Realm.

A perpetual black fog shrouds this desolate land, and the air is thick with the stench of blood and decay.

Twelve majestic demon palaces floated in the void, each representing a powerful demon lord.

"Have you heard? That madman is back."

"Heh heh, I heard that his cultivation was greatly damaged because of a woman, and now he's just all bark and no bite."

"Isn't that perfect? ​​Strike while the iron is hot! It's time to change hands and take his life! The Demon Lord's position should be given to someone else!"

In the shadowy corners, countless greedy eyes are watching, and countless malevolent thoughts are intertwining.

however.

Just the next moment.

A domineering and unparalleled black rainbow crashed into the boundary defense array like a meteorite.

boom--!!

The rainbow landed, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Holding the child in one arm and carrying a still-dripping long knife in the other, Ye Wuhen slowly emerged from the smoke and dust.

He showed no intention of concealing his aura; instead, he pushed that violent pressure to its limit, as if declaring war on the entire Demon Realm.

"Shh-"

Ye Wuhen raised a finger to his lips and gestured for silence to the restless darkness around him.

Those heterochromatic eyes flashed with a chilling madness and tenderness.

"Shut your mouths, all of you."

"Who dares to wake my daughter from her sleep...?"

"I will exterminate his entire clan."

The moment Ye Wuhen left with the three treasures, a piece of the desolate abyss seemed to be empty.

The bedroom, which was originally filled with the cries of babies and fluctuations of demonic energy, was now eerily quiet.

Jiang Yining stood before the empty jade bed, her fingers stroking the brocade quilt that still held a trace of warmth. Her gaze gradually cooled from its initial reluctance, finally hardening into an iron-like resolve.

Chu Jinglan sighed, "Old Ye has staked his life on this. Those old monsters in the Demon Realm won't be polite to him just because he's the Demon Lord."

"That's his problem."

Jiang Yining's eyes were sharp: "What we need to worry about is how long this desolate abyss can last."

Ji Lingxiao frowned slightly: "I'm here."

"not enough."

Jiang Yining interrupted him directly, her voice as cold as the wind blowing from the back mountain: "Ye Wuhen is gone, and the Desolate Abyss has lost a top-tier combatant."

"The Blood Moon Beast Tide could come at any time, and you can't keep me tied to your belt 24/7."

She stepped forward, her gaze sweeping back and forth between the two men, as if selecting the most suitable weapon.

"I don't want to be a burden who just hides behind you. With Sanbao gone, I have more time."

Jiang Yining took a deep breath and uttered the words that made both big shots' hearts skip a beat.

"From today onwards, I want you to bring out all your hidden skills."

She pointed to her dantian (lower abdomen), then to the training ground outside.

"Practice until you drop dead, as long as you don't die."

……

Half an hour later, in the forbidden area behind the desolate abyss.

This place was originally an abandoned mine, but now two powerful individuals have joined forces to set up a barrier, so that not even a fly can fly in within a ten-mile radius.

Jiang Yining sat cross-legged on a huge obsidian rock, wearing only a tight-fitting training outfit that allowed for easy movement. Her long hair was tied up high, revealing her slender, fair neck.

"Have you thought it through?"

The sword in Ji Lingxiao's hand hummed slightly, and his usually icy face was now filled with hesitation.

"Although my sword intent of true feelings has become much gentler, its essence is still killing intent. Using it to temper the body is no different from being cut into a thousand pieces."

"Stop talking nonsense."

Jiang Yining closed her eyes and activated the Myriad Spirits Divine Wood within her body: "Come."

Ji Lingxiao tightened his grip on his sword and turned to look at Chu Jinglan on the other side.

Even the Confucian sage was no longer as composed as before. He rolled up and unrolled the Spring and Autumn Annals in his hands: "Ningning, the righteous energy is extremely strong and yang. When it enters the meridians, it causes excruciating pain. Perhaps we should proceed step by step..."

"When did you two grown men become so indecisive?"

Jiang Yining suddenly opened her eyes, a hint of impatience flashing in them: "Do you want me to go find Bai Ze?"

The moment the fox was mentioned, the two men's expressions changed.

"I'm sorry."

Ji Lingxiao gave a low shout and lightly flicked his fingertip on the sword.

Clang—!

A thin, yet perfectly condensed sword aura instantly sliced ​​through the air and precisely pierced Jiang Yining's left shoulder.

"uh-huh!"

Jiang Yining groaned, cold sweat instantly soaking her back.

That's more than just physical pain.

The sword intent, like a living fish, burrowed into her skin and slithered along her bones. Wherever it passed, it felt as if countless tiny knives were meticulously scraping and grinding her bones. Bone-scraping, shattering, and rebuilding.

"Continue!" she gritted her teeth, squeezing out the two words.

Ji Lingxiao's eyes sharpened, and he no longer hesitated.

Thousands of sword energies transformed into a dense net of light, completely enveloping Jiang Yining.

If Ji Lingxiao was "dismantling bones," then Chu Jinglan was in a "furnace."

"The vast universe is filled with righteous spirit that endures forever."

Chu Jinglan uttered the truth, and golden ancient seal characters flew out of his mouth, carrying the majestic power of heaven, and slammed into Jiang Yining's body.

The originally gentle and feminine meridians, when encountering this extremely strong and masculine Confucian energy, instantly become like boiling oil poured onto snow.

heat.

It felt as if I were standing in the scorching heat of the core of an alchemy furnace.

The meridians were forcibly stretched open, and the tearing pain almost made Jiang Yining faint on the spot.

But she desperately held onto that last sliver of clarity in her mind, frantically circulating the "Myriad Spirits Technique".

"suck!"

The Myriad Spirits Divine Tree within his dantian seemed to have smelled a shark with a fishy scent, and instantly awoke.

The tender green leaves trembled excitedly after sensing the invasion of two terrifying forces from the outside world.

It extends countless invisible tentacles, greedily capturing the sword energy and righteous energy that attempt to destroy the host's body.

Ji Lingxiao's sword intent was devoured by the divine tree, transforming into the purest metallic spiritual power, which tempered Jiang Yining's bones, gradually giving them a jade-like metallic luster.

Chu Jinglan's righteous energy was transformed into a powerful life essence, continuously repairing the torn meridians and making them wider and more resilient.

But this process was nothing short of inhuman torture.

Jiang Yining's training clothes were soaked with sweat, clinging to her body and outlining her trembling curves.

Beneath the skin, bluish blood vessels bulged, as if they might burst at any moment.

"Stop!"

Seeing the blood spilling from Jiang Yining's mouth, Ji Lingxiao was the first to sheathe his sword, his eyes filled with pain.

"You will die."