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

In the desolate early morning, deep within the forbidden area behind the main hall, mournful screams rose and fell, interspersed with a few eerie pig squeals, sending chills down one's spine.

"Again!! Father Night, don't hold back!"

A tender scream pierced the sky, startling the birds in the forest.

This is a temporarily created illusion called "Ten Thousand Demon Cave".

The air was thick with demonic energy, and the stench of blood was overwhelming.

In the center of the illusion, a tiny figure, barely taller than an adult's knee, was writhing in a pool of blood.

Da Bao Jiang Lei gripped the broken sword tightly in his hand, his short silver hair soaked in blood and plastered to his forehead.

In those purplish-gold pupils, there was no fear at this moment, only a murderous intent driven to the extreme.

He stared intently at the third-tier demonic wolf in front of him, letting out a low growl like a cub.

At the edge of the illusion, on a flat, large blue stone, Ye Wuhen sat cross-legged.

This once ruthless demon lord now looked as focused as if he were comprehending an unparalleled demonic art.

But what he was holding in his hand was a fine embroidery needle.

Bright red silk threads weaved through his fingertips.

He was embroidering a spider lily on the cuff of Jiang Yining's battle robe.

"I was too slow."

Ye Wuhen didn't even raise his head; his voice was cold and emotionless.

"If that sword had been three inches off target, your left arm would have been ruined."

He paused, his tone light yet cruel.

"But it doesn't matter if it's crippled. Your father has demon bones here. He'll chop off your limp arm and replace it with a harder one, making it easier to kill people."

Jiang Lei gritted his teeth.

He suddenly rolled to the side, narrowly avoiding the wolf's sharp claws.

A foul stench filled the air.

That's the smell of death.

"unnecessary!"

The little guy roared angrily.

Taking advantage of the moment when the wolf's attack missed, his small body unleashed astonishing power.

He kicked off the wolf's head, using the momentum to leap into the air.

The broken sword traced a tragic arc in the air.

puff!

The wolf's head rolled off.

Hot wolf blood splattered all over his face.

Jiang Lei didn't wipe it away; instead, he stuck out his tongue and licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, revealing a bloodthirsty smile that resembled Ye Wuhen's.

"Good lad."

Ye Wuhen finally raised his head.

He glanced at his son, who was covered in blood, and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.

"He's got a bit of the crazy energy he had back in the day."

With a casual wave of his hand, the illusion vanished.

"Come out. The clothes you're sewing for your mother are still a little unfinished. Don't bring the smell of blood with you and bother her."

……

On the other side, in the "Wenyuan Pavilion," although there was no bloodshed, the cruelty was in no way diminished.

Situ Kong was only wearing a pair of floral shorts and was squatting in the corner, shivering.

His face was full of grief and indignation as he pointed at the two innocent-looking little dumplings in front of him, his fingers trembling like a leaf.

"Chu Jinglan! Is this how you teach and educate? You're instigating crime!"

Chu Jinglan elegantly held the teacup, gently blew away the foam, and didn't even lift his eyelids.

"Brother Situ, you are mistaken."

"All warfare is based on deception; business warfare is just like war."

The Confucian sage took a sip of tea and spoke slowly and deliberately.

"I was just letting Erbao and Sibao practice 'logical closed loops' and 'emotional manipulation,' which are the foundation of imperial tactics."

Just an hour ago.

Erbao Chu An Yan first used Huang Yuan's "Future God Project" as bait, painting a big and round pie in the sky, and tricked Situ Kong into signing three equity transfer agreements.

Next, Jiang Jingzhi, one of the four treasures, made her appearance.

She took out a broken stone she had picked up by the roadside and claimed it was a "Heavenly Secrets Backlash Transfer Stone," which could offset the cost of prying into heavenly secrets if worn.

To prove its "authenticity," the little girl even staged a scene where she vomited blood.

She cried as she offered to give her chance to save her life to Uncle Situ.

At that moment, Situ Kong was deeply moved.

He emptied his storage ring on the spot, and even took off his defensive magic item, the "Flowing Cloud Robe," and gave it to the child.

"It's for your own good."

Erbao pushed up glasses that weren't actually on his nose, played with the flowing cloud shirt he had just tricked into giving him, and spoke in a mature tone.

"If we go to the Hall of Longevity, those old guys are much more ruthless than us."

"Uncle Situ, your awareness of scams is too poor. You're making Huangyuan look bad."

Sibao hugged the pile of spirit stones tightly, his eyes crinkling with laughter.

"Thank you for your sponsorship, Godfather Situ! We'll take care of you in your old age!"

Situ Kong was on the verge of tears, hugging his knees and curling up into a ball.

This is hardly a retirement home.

This is sending someone to their death prematurely!

……

The most outrageous one was over at the square.

Five hundred wild boar demons, who had not yet transformed into human form, were lined up neatly in a square formation.

Their eyes were bloodshot, their nostrils were flaring, and drool was dripping from their mouths as they stared intently at the high platform.

On the high platform, Wu Bao Jiang Siyue, wearing a pink dress, held a candied hawthorn in her hand and shrank her neck in fear.

"Daddy...they're so ugly and smelly."

"My dear daughter, just bear with it."

Bai Ze stood to the side, holding a pointer in his hand, his expression as serious as if he were teaching how to govern a country.

"The highest level of charm is not to make those who like you go crazy for you."

"It is to make the most vulgar, filthy, and irrational creatures in the world submit to you."

"And...we also need to make them move in unison."

Bai Ze brandished his pointer and shouted.

"On my command! Ready—Go!"

Jiang Siyue took a deep breath and tentatively blinked her left eye.

A faint, yet soul-stirring, pink aura wafted out.

boom!

The five hundred wild boar demons were instantly struck dumb, as if by lightning.

They all stood up straight in unison, sticking out their big buttocks, and their two front hooves awkwardly formed a "orchid finger" gesture.

As Bai Ze struck the beat, the group of wild boars began to wiggle their thick waists.

The scene is so beautiful, it's almost an eyesore.

"vomit--"

Ye Wuhen, who happened to be passing by, glanced at the chaotic scene of demons dancing wildly, his face turned pale, and he almost vomited up his dinner from the night before.

"You sly fox! What have you raised your daughter to be?!"

Inside the main hall.

Jiang Yining looked at the three chaotic scenes through the water mirror, and her lips twitched slightly.

"That's about it."

She closed the ledger in her hand and her gaze fell on the table in front of her.

Sanbao Jiang Yeyao was lying there, looking at a pile of steamed buns with a troubled expression.

Those buns were not ordinary food, but "meat spirit mushrooms" that Jiang Yining had catalyzed using the life force of the Myriad Spirit Divine Tree.

This thing is incredibly tough; if you don't use demonic energy to instantly crush and devour it, it will expand infinitely inside your stomach.

"Can't eat anymore?"

Jiang Yining raised an eyebrow and tapped her fingers lightly on the table.

"The elixirs in the Hall of Longevity are much harder than this bun."

"If you can't chew it, you'll just have to watch your older brothers and sisters eat all by themselves while you go hungry."

"I'll eat it!!"

Upon hearing the words "eating alone," Sanbao instantly flew into a rage.

She opened her small mouth, and a black vortex seemed to appear deep in her throat.

Awoo!

With one bite, the fleshy Ganoderma lucidum, which was larger than her head, vanished instantly.

He didn't even burp.

"very good."

Jiang Yining stood up, waved her red sleeve, and exuded an aura of dominance.

"Tell everyone to pack their things."

"Target: the far north ice sheet."