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

Ye Wuhen's handsome face instantly lost all color.

He almost reflexively jumped out of bed, his hands tightly protecting his back, staring at Jiang Yining with wary eyes, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

"Jiang Yining, you...you mustn't do anything rash!"

He, the mighty Demon Lord, can be beaten, can be scolded, and can even be... cough, be healed like that.

But certain dignity is the last line of defense!

"Reckless behavior?" Jiang Yining casually beckoned with her finger.

brush--

A vibrant green vine, like a serpent, emerged from the edge of the bed. Instead of coiling around Ye Wuhen, it circled in mid-air and slowly tied a beautiful bow.

That obedient yet threatening look made Ye Wuhen's eye twitch violently.

This woman is definitely doing this on purpose!

"It seems the Demon Lord is in good spirits, having already learned to apply what he's learned to other situations." Jiang Yining chuckled and retracted the vines.

She stretched lazily, her body aching from a night of "hard work," and her stomach growling with hunger.

Ye Wuhen watched as she put on her outer robe, revealing her beautifully shaped, snow-white neck and the faint, ambiguous red marks on it, and his eyes darkened.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and he said in a hoarse voice, "One more treatment, and I'll be back to the Nascent Soul stage, with even more energy to work."

Jiang Yining paused, turned around and glanced at him, her eyes icy.

She pointed outside: "If you want to continue 'healing,' go and make me some money."

"Otherwise, with your current Golden Core stage cultivation, you wouldn't even be able to earn enough to buy candy for Sanbao."

"Who said that!"

Ye Wuhen immediately refused to accept this, jumped off the bed, walked barefoot to her, and puffed out his chest with a righteous air.

"With my skills, wouldn't it be better to casually instruct a few juniors than to do manual labor?"

These words reminded Jiang Yining.

Her eyes flickered slightly, and her gaze passed over Ye Wuhen, looking out the window.

In the dawn light, figures were already appearing on the training grounds of the desolate abyss.

Jiang's third aunt, along with Wen Si and several other younger members of the family, were meticulously practicing the basic techniques.

Their aptitude is only considered below average in the cultivation world, and even with a plethora of elixirs and miraculous medicines, their progress is extremely slow.

Now that Ji Lingxiao and Chu Jinglan are gone, the beast tide could reach this place at any time. Relying solely on her and a few children, she is ultimately outnumbered and outmatched.

If only Ye Wuhen and Situ Kong, those two top experts, could offer some guidance...

Jiang Yining instantly made a plan in her mind.

"Okay." She nodded, a calculating smile playing on her lips. "I approve of this job. If you do a good job, there will be a reward."

"What will you reward me with?" Ye Wuhen's eyes lit up, and he leaned closer. "With your body?"

"I'll treat you to an extra bowl of rice tonight."

Jiang Yining rolled her eyes at him, pushed away his outrageously handsome face, and walked straight to the door.

Ye Wuhen followed behind, like a big dog wagging its tail: "One bowl of rice isn't enough! This Venerable One consumes a lot of energy..."

Before he could finish speaking, he bumped into a figure with an air of otherworldly grace.

Situ Kong stood blocking the doorway, holding a steaming bowl of spiritual porridge.

"My wife, I specially prepared this calming porridge for you."

He glanced meaningfully over Ye Wuhen's body.

That look was as if he were looking at an overused tool.

Ye Wuhen's face darkened, and demonic energy surged around him: "Situ Kong, you blind fool, are you looking for death so early in the morning?"

"Oh dear, why is the Demon Lord so angry? Could it be... that he's no longer useful?"

Situ Kong clicked his tongue twice, handed the porridge to Jiang Yining, and even fanned her with a fan, his face full of heartache.

"My lady, drink up and nourish your body. Unlike some people, who only know how to take and don't know how to care for others."

The smell of green tea was so strong that Ye Wuhen almost drew his sword on the spot.

"Shut up, all of you!" Jiang Yining took the porridge, drank it in a few gulps, and shoved the empty bowl back into Situ Kong's hands, announcing her decision directly.

"From today onwards, the two of you will be responsible for teaching the Jiang family members how to cultivate."

"What?" Situ Kong was taken aback.

"I am enough on my own!"

Ye Wuhen immediately objected: "What can this blind man do? Fortune telling? Does he teach people how to divine before a fight to see if it's auspicious to use knives today?"

"It's still better than some brutes who only know how to fight and kill."

Situ Kong retorted without backing down: "I have been in charge of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion for hundreds of years. I know all the martial arts manuals in the world by heart. I am most skilled at teaching according to aptitude and discovering the potential of others."

"Unlike some demons, whose disciples do nothing but kill, set fires, and self-destruct their golden cores."

Seeing that the two were about to start fighting again, Jiang Yining, with a cold face, took out her "family management secret weapon".

A golden "Contribution Points Book" appeared out of nowhere.

"Anyone who says another word will have 100 work points deducted."

The world became quiet instantly.

Ye Wuhen and Situ Kong exchanged a glance, both seeing the burning fighting spirit in each other's eyes.

Teaching people, is that it?

Row!

Whoever loses is a dog!

Half an hour later, at the training ground.

Jiang Wensi was practicing her swordsmanship in front of a black iron puppet, but no matter how hard she tried, her sword moves seemed weak and powerless.

Ye Wuhen stood to the side with his hands behind his back, glanced at it, and then sneered disdainfully.

"That's not how you use a sword."

"You call this 'Spring Breeze and Rain'? Bullshit! A killing technique doesn't need a spring breeze; it needs a bloodbath!"

He used his spiritual power to guide Jiang Wensi's wrist, and with a sudden twist, he thrust!

"Remember, when you draw your sword, think about piercing the enemy's heart! Cut off their neck! Don't worry about how good the stance looks; speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness are the only keys to victory!"

hum-

That sword strike, carrying an indomitable killing intent, actually left a deep scratch on the black iron puppet.

Jiang Wensi was stunned; she had never imagined that her sword could be so powerful.

"See that? This is real combat."

Ye Wuhen raised his chin smugly and glanced provocatively at Situ Kong not far away.

Situ Kong simply shook his head and walked up to Aunt Jiang, Yu Yuxue.

Yu Yuxue's bottleneck was in the early stages of Foundation Establishment, and she was stuck there for a long time.

"Third Madam, your problem isn't with your techniques, it's with the flow of your spiritual energy."

"Try to first sink your spiritual energy into your dantian, then divide it into three streams, spiral them out, and converge at your fingertips."

Yu Yuxue did as she was told with some skepticism, but the next moment, she was pleasantly surprised to find that her previously sluggish spiritual energy was now flowing much more smoothly!

"Why...why is this happening?"

"This is the 'Diversion and Return to Origin' method, which can increase the utilization rate of spiritual energy by 30%. Your talent is limited, so brute force against the sheer volume of spiritual energy is a poor strategy. Using skill to overcome brute force is the best strategy."

Situ Kong spoke eloquently, displaying the demeanor of a grandmaster.

In an instant, the training ground was divided into two distinct camps.

Nightless Trace's "Devilish Practical Approach" is simple, brutal, and highly effective.

Situ Kong's "theory and technique school" is exquisite and gets straight to the point.

The members of the Jiang family looked this way and that, and for a moment they didn't know whose advice to take.

"Everyone, learn from me! That blind man is all talk and no action!"

"Stop talking nonsense! This demon is misleading young people; they'll go mad from his cultivation!"

The two started arguing again, and even began to physically grab each other, with one grabbing Jiang Wensi's arm and the other pulling on Jiang Sanshen's sleeve.

The scene was extremely chaotic, comparable to a frenzy over discounted cabbages at a farmers' market.

"That's enough!"

Jiang Yining's cold shout made the two of them freeze in place.

She walked expressionlessly between the two men, grabbed them by the arms, and pulled them apart.

"Since you're all so capable, let's set some rules."

Jiang Yining pointed at Ye Wuhen: "You, one, three, five."

He then pointed to Situ Kong: "You, number two, four, six."

She coldly surveyed the two of them, and made the final decision: "Two days each, staggered shifts, no internal competition allowed."

"Anyone who dares to snatch someone or argue under my nose will be banned from entering the main hall for the next month!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Wuhen and Situ Kong immediately deflated.

Not being able to enter the main hall means not being able to see Jiang Yining, let alone enjoy those "healing" benefits.

This punishment is too harsh!

"Okay, I'll do as you say." Ye Wuhen was the first to give in.

"My wife is wise." Situ Kong immediately suppressed all his temper.

Situ Kong moved closer to Jiang Yining and whispered in her ear, "So, can I go to 'collect the award' on a set date?"