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

The underground workshop in the northern part of the desolate abyss.

This place was originally a wine cellar used by the Qingqiu Fox Clan to store fine vintage wines, but it has now been completely transformed.

The blazing fire from the formation illuminated the entire space in a fiery red glow.

The deafening clanging, the grinding of gears, and the occasional explosions blended together into a frenzied industrial symphony.

And at the heart of it all.

It was a massive silver ship that had been dismantled into pieces—the very same Protoss surveillance ship that had been forcibly pulled down by the Myriad Spirits Divine Tree.

"Gently! Gently!"

"That piece of star steel is used to make the core of the cannon barrel! If even a corner of it gets damaged, you couldn't afford to pay for it even if you sold yourself!"

A youthful yet authoritative voice echoed through the workshop.

Erbao Chu Anyan, dressed in a specially made small-sized work uniform and wearing goggles that almost covered half of his face, was holding a blueprint larger than himself and directing a group of weapon refiners who were covered in sweat.

These weapon refiners were all top talents forcibly "borrowed" from various sects.

These were usually revered masters, but now they were all covered in dust and dirt, holding hammers and wrenches, being ordered around like apprentices by a one-and-a-half-year-old toddler.

But no one dared to complain.

Because behind this doll stood Situ Kong, the head of the Tianji Pavilion, holding a golden abacus and looking pained.

"Erbao...this is the fifth time we've failed."

Situ Kong stared at the pile of discarded materials, his heart bleeding. "Do you know how much this 'Star Pattern Conduit' is worth? It's worth fifty thousand spirit stones! Fifty thousand! You just blew it up like that?"

"Uncle Situ, your perspective is too narrow."

Chu Anyan pushed up his goggles and calmly drew a circle on the drawing.

"What we are making now is not a simple magic weapon, but a revolutionary weapon."

"The core of the Protoss technology lies in the compression and targeted explosion of energy; while our cultivation civilization excels in the amplification of formations and the guidance of runes."

"If we don't combine these two, how can we possibly break through the Protoss's shell with just those few flying swords?"

As Chu Anyan spoke, a strange light flashed in his purple pupils.

The Purple Star Imperial Aura is activated.

"Heaven and Earth obey the command; the Five Elements return to their proper places."

"Metal begets water, water begets wood, wood begets fire... Star energy as the catalyst, forging my divine cannon!"

As his childish voice, imbued with the power of words, fell to the ground.

The cultivation runes and the Star Spirit circuit board, which were originally mutually exclusive, miraculously began to merge.

The raging stellar energy was firmly suppressed within a massive cannon barrel engraved with intricate array patterns.

Om-!

A chilling energy surge instantly swept through the entire underground workshop.

"It's...it's done?!"

The weapon refiners stared wide-eyed at the enormous creature before them in disbelief.

It was a massive cannon, entirely silver and black.

The cannon is thirty meters long and is densely covered with defensive and spirit-gathering arrays. At the muzzle is the core power source that was taken from the starship—the Star Core Flame Crystal.

It is full of violent aesthetics.

"Drag it out and test fire it."

Chu Anyan waved his small hand, displaying a commanding and authoritative air of an emperor.

Half an hour later.

Atop the desolate city wall.

Jiang Yining, Ye Wuhen, Bai Ze and others all arrived.

Everyone fell silent as they looked at the menacing behemoth perched on the city wall, its cannons aimed at a desolate mountain a hundred miles away.

"Will this thing... work?"

Bai Ze twitched his fox ears, somewhat doubtful, "He looks clumsy and rough, not elegant at all."

"Whether it will work or not, we'll find out by trying."

Chu Anyan climbed onto the specially made command platform and placed her little hand on the red launch button.

"Charge!"

Situ Kong stood to the side, tears welling in his eyes, and poured an entire bag of top-grade spirit stones into the charging tank.

100,000 spirit stones.

This isn't firing cannons, it's burning money!

As the spirit stone turned to dust, the runes on the giant cannon lit up layer by layer.

The terrifying pressure caused all the Nascent Soul stage experts present to feel a chill run down their spines.

"emission!"

Chu Anyan pressed the button hard.

boom--!!!

A blue-white beam of light, more than ten meters in diameter, instantly tore through the air.

No sound.

Because of the speed, the sound was left behind.

Everyone only saw a blur before their eyes.

Immediately afterwards, the barren mountain, a hundred miles away and a thousand feet high, seemed to have been wiped away by an invisible giant hand.

Disappeared.

Not even a crumb was left.

All that remains is a bottomless pit, still emitting wisps of smoke, its edges completely crystallized.

Then, the belated explosion sounded like rolling thunder, shaking the entire Desolate Abyss City.

"Holy crap..."

Ye Wuhen's mouth dropped open, and the demonic blade almost fell to his feet.

The power of this shot was definitely at the level of a full-force attack from a Mahayana cultivator!

Moreover, it's the kind of Mahayana stage cultivator who excels at destruction!

"Oh my god..."

The sect leaders, including Lin Yunyuan, were so weak in the knees that they almost collapsed.

If this were to hit a person... forget about protective qi, even a mountain-protecting formation would be completely chilled to the bone!

"how?"

Chu Anyan jumped down from the command platform, dusted off her hands, and her delicate, pretty face was full of arrogance.

"As long as I have enough spirit stones, I can build ten of these cannons."

"Furthermore, it can be improved by adding an automatic tracking array and cluster warheads..."

He turned to look at Situ Kong, who looked pained, and a shrewd smile, typical of a cunning businessman, curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Uncle Situ, do you still think that the 50,000 spirit stones were wasted?"

Situ Kong was stunned for a long time.

Suddenly, he rushed forward, grabbed Chu Anyan, and kissed her.

"No wonder! It was totally worth it!"

"Erbao! You're a genius! You're my god!"

"With this thing, what are we afraid of, the Protoss? We'll blast them one by one, two by two!"

As long as this kind of military power is displayed, those sects that were originally observing will definitely come begging for money and protection!

Jiang Yining watched this scene with a slight smile on her lips.

She walked over and patted Erbao's head.

"well done."

"but……"

She changed the subject, looking at the sky on the horizon that was gradually becoming gloomy.

"It seems our customers are eager to inspect the goods."

The moment she finished speaking.

The once clear sky suddenly cracked open with a pitch-black fissure.

A sense of malicious prying poured out from that crack.