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

boom!

The door slammed shut behind him, and Ye Wuhen was thrown onto the large bed covered with millennia-old Xuanbing Jade Marrow.

This was specially made by Ji Lingxiao, that straight man, to please Jiang Yining. It's freezing cold, but it's extremely beneficial for cultivation.

"Jiang Yining, what are you doing?"

Ye Wuhen tried to get up, but found his limbs as heavy as lead.

brush brush --

Several emerald green vines suddenly emerged from the four corners of the bed, wrapping around his wrists and ankles like snakes, pinning him firmly to the bed in a "spread-eagle" position.

The vines had tiny barbs, but they didn't pierce the flesh; they just lingered against the skin, sending shivers of tingling pleasure through the body.

"What are you doing?"

Jiang Yining slowly took off her cloak and casually tossed it on the ground.

She walked step by step to the bedside, looking down at this once arrogant man.

The flickering red candlelight made the red mole between her brows appear even more alluring and fiery.

"Your Majesty the Demon Lord has a bad memory, let me help you recall."

She stretched out her finger and slid it down along Ye Wuhen's rolling Adam's apple; wherever her fingertip touched, he tensed up.

"How did you treat me in the illusion? Hmm?"

"Will you lock me up in the deep palace?"

"You're going to force-feed me a drug to erase my memories?"

With each question, she pressed her finger firmly against the scar on his chest.

Ye Wuhen's breathing became erratic instantly.

That's not pain.

Although he had lost all his cultivation, his spiritual senses and five senses remained exceptionally sharp.

The delicate fragrance emanating from Jiang Yining, the slightly cool temperature of her fingertips, and the tightening vines... all stimulated his senses.

"That was...that was an illusion..."

Ye Wuhen's voice trembled slightly as he tried to struggle, only to find that the vines were exceptionally resilient.

"Even the accounts in the illusion are accounts."

Jiang Yining leaned down, her long hair falling and brushing against his cheek.

She leaned close to his ear and gently blew a breath: "Ye Wuhen, the tables have turned. Now, you are the fish on the chopping block, and I am the butcher."

"Do you wish to restore your cultivation level?"

Ye Wuhen's pupils suddenly contracted.

Of course he wanted to.

Without cultivation, in this cultivation world where beast tides could erupt at any moment, he didn't even have the right to protect his wife and children.

"I want to..." he gritted his teeth and squeezed out a single word.

"Beg me."

Jiang Yining parted her red lips slightly and uttered two words.

Ye Wuhen stared at her, his heterochromatic eyes churning with shame, anger, and a hint of excitement that even he himself didn't realize.

As the Demon Lord, he was used to controlling everything and being high above others.

But at this moment, being suppressed by this woman and treated in such a humiliating way, he actually felt... damnably aroused.

Even the blood in their bodies is boiling, clamoring for more plunder and being plundered.

"Jiang Yining..."

Ye Wuhen was panting heavily, a wicked smile playing on his lips. Even though he was tied up, his madness still shone through.

"You'd better not give me a chance to turn the tables, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?"

Jiang Yining's fingers twitched slightly, and a vine suddenly burrowed into his clothes...

"Ugh..." Ye Wuhen groaned and sat up.

"Otherwise, I'll make sure you can't get out of bed for three days!"

"Stubborn to the end."

Jiang Yining snorted coldly and stopped talking nonsense.

The vines obeyed her commands, determined to teach the disobedient puppy a lesson.

"Well……"

Ye Wuhen let out a muffled groan, his cheeks flushing red: "You..."

One, two, three...

Ye Wuhen did not feel any pain.

These vines were simply obeying their owner's commands, giving him a severe "lesson".

Even if his cultivation level drops, he can still resist, but for some reason, he can't muster any desire to resist.

The man slightly raised his head, his Adam's apple bobbing, and his sharply defined face gradually revealed a lustful and superficial color.

Jiang Yining stared at the man's well-defined abs, covered with light... and swallowed hard.

A dense, emerald-green light gathered in his palm.

That is the primordial power of the Myriad Spirits Divine Tree.

Jiang Yining placed a palm on Ye Wuhen's dantian.

A boundless vitality, like a flood bursting its banks, surged violently into Ye Wuhen's long-dried-up dantian.

Wood generates fire.

Ye Wuhen cultivates the demonic path, which is characterized by its violent and fire-oriented attributes.

When the two met, it was like dry tinder igniting a raging fire, instantly setting his body ablaze.

"ah--!"

Ye Wuhen raised his head, veins bulging on his neck, and let out a suppressed roar.

The feeling was like having your shattered meridians forcibly reconnected one by one, or like being filled with magma.

It hurts, yet it's exhilarating.

"Look at me."

Jiang Yining's voice pierced through the mist and rang clearly in his mind: "Circulate your inner energy, don't waste what I gave you."

Ye Wuhen bit his lip hard until he tasted blood.

He opened his eyes, and through his blurred vision, he could only see the woman's focused and determined face.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and her face turned somewhat pale due to the excessive transfer of her vital energy.

His wife is saving him.

This girl is stubborn on the outside but soft on the inside.

A sense of freedom and confidence flickered in the man's eyes and brows: "Baby, I knew it in your heart..."

"Shut up and focus."

Jiang Yining turned her head and increased the intensity of her output.

The lights in the master bedroom remained on all night.

The blood moon outside the window secretly glimpsed the enchanting and maddening atmosphere filling the room.

……

The next morning.

The first ray of sunlight pierced through the window and fell on the messy bed.

Those tenacious vines had long since been removed, leaving only broken branches and leaves scattered on the ground.

Jiang Yining was woken up by hunger.

She felt as if she had been run over by hundreds of high-level demonic beasts, and her bones felt like they were about to fall apart.

This is the price to pay for healing the Demon Lord.

Although the Divine Tree of Myriad Spirits is full of vitality, her body is still somewhat unable to cope with it as the medium.

"woke up?"

A refreshed and radiant face suddenly came closer.

Ye Wuhen propped his head up with one hand, lying on his side next to her, revealing his strong and muscular chest.

Although still somewhat thin, the strength flowing beneath that skin was completely different from yesterday's weakness.

Most importantly, the aura around him had actually subtly risen back to the late stage of the Golden Core realm, and was even continuing to climb.

"How does it feel?"

Jiang Yining pushed away his large head that was leaning in, her voice a little hoarse.

"Excellent!"

Ye Wuhen grabbed her hand, kissed it, and his heterochromatic eyes shone like a fox that had just stolen a chicken.

"Ningning, you're like a miracle cure!"

"Now that you're all set, get back to work."

Jiang Yining rolled out of bed and casually put on an outer robe.

"Don't rush."

Ye Wuhen stretched out his long arm and pulled her back, shamelessly hugging her and rubbing against her.

"Although my cultivation has recovered somewhat, I'd still be in trouble if I encountered the big guys in the beast tide."

He blinked his captivating peach blossom eyes and said with an air of righteous indignation, "For the safety of the Desolate Abyss, and for our daughter to have a powerful father, I think... this kind of healing should be done a few more times."

Jiang Yining: "..."

She'd seen shameless people before, but never anyone this shameless.

Last night, who was it that kept begging for mercy, asking for medicine, and then going crazy?

How come after sleeping, this guy not only fully recovered but also awakened some strange attribute?

"Night Without a Trace." Jiang Yining looked at him with a forced smile. "Do you think my vines only have one use?"

"Huh?" Ye Wuhen was taken aback. "What other uses are there?"

"For example..." Jiang Yining looked behind him.

Ye Wuhen shuddered and instinctively covered his arm.