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

The desolate wilderness at night.

The sandstorms in the Canglan Realm are extremely strong, and they sting like knives when they hit your face.

Between the two collapsed stone statues, a bonfire glowed a ghastly green.

This is Mo Xie's specially made "Star-Burning Coal," which is smokeless but extremely hot, with flames licking the air and distorting even the surrounding light.

Mo Xie was lying by the fire, repairing a pile of metal parts he had just stolen, his fingers moving with the dexterity of someone playing a musical instrument.

The Divine Machine Box, like a silent behemoth, stood quietly behind him, its intricate patterns flickering in the firelight.

Jiang Yining huddled on the other side of the fire, holding the short dagger given to her by Mo Xie, and was whittling a piece of hardwood.

The Shadow Poison within her body was becoming restless at this moment.

It's hot and cold all the time.

When it's cold, it feels like falling into an ice cellar, with ice crystals seeping out from between her bones. She can even hear the sound of her blood slowing down.

When it's hot, it feels like being roasted on a volcano; even your breath smells of sulfur, and your throat is so dry it feels like it's about to burst into flames.

"Click."

She unconsciously squeezed the hardwood in her hand, creating a crack.

No, we can't wait any longer.

"Young master, take a rest."

Jiang Yining gritted her teeth, put down the whittled wooden stick, and slowly shuffled over to Mo Xie's side.

Every inch she moved felt like countless ice needles piercing her meridians.

Mo Xie held tweezers in her hand, not looking up, focused intently on a palm-sized metal plate.

"Stay away from me. If this star pattern is soldered crookedly, I couldn't afford to pay for it even if I sold you."

Jiang Yining's eyes flickered, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on her palms.

The Divine Tree of Myriad Spirits needs energy, and Mo Xie is the strongest person she can currently access.

Just one hair, no, half a hair will do!

"Young master, your hair is all messed up. Shall I comb it for you?"

Jiang Yining's voice was as gentle as a lotus flower emerging from the water, and her hand was already tentatively extended: "Look at your hair, it's almost tangled, it's making it hard to concentrate."

"Combing your hair?"

Mo Xie suddenly looked up, her golden eyes appearing exceptionally sharp in the deep blue light, like a hawk locking onto its prey.

Sensing his emotions, the Divine Machine Box behind him clicked, revealing three rows of dark blue cannons that coldly locked onto Jiang Yining.

"What do you want to do?" Mo Xie's voice carried a hint of wild wariness.

Jiang Yining's hand froze in mid-air.

"Young Master, please don't misunderstand, I just saw you were working hard..."

"Stop using your honey trap."

Mo Xie snorted coldly, leaned back, and avoided Jiang Yining's touch with a swift and decisive movement.

"For the past three hundred years, countless women have tried to seduce me, and female cultivators have tried to cheat me out of my money. Now, I can recognize them with just one look."

He looked Jiang Yining up and down with a look of disdain.

"No money, no love."

"Three hundred years? Young master, you're already three hundred years old?"

Mo Xie sneered: "Of course, I became like this because I don't want to provoke you female cultivators."

Jiang Yining was speechless. There are people who deliberately act like children just to avoid dating? What a freak.

She took a deep breath, about to retort, when the Shadow Poison suddenly erupted.

"Well……"

Jiang Yining let out a painful groan, her vision went black, and she uncontrollably collapsed into the fire.

That was extreme cold.

His originally pale skin was instantly covered with a strange bluish-purple color, and even his lips lost their color.

Jiang Yining curled up into a ball, her teeth chattering uncontrollably, making a "clucking" sound.

"Cold...so cold..."

This wasn't an act; the Shadow Poison was frantically corroding her heart meridian, and even the sleeping divine tree was issuing a faint warning.

Mo Xie's brows were furrowed tightly.

"Hey, you troublemaker, don't die here."

He tossed the tweezers aside and reached out to feel Jiang Yining's forehead.

It was so cold it felt like touching a piece of ancient jade, and the chill even crept up his fingertips.

"Huh?" Mo Xie raised an eyebrow in surprise after examining him. "Shadow Poison, you've provoked the Star Spirits?"

That insidious and domineering power is unmistakable.

Mo Xie clicked his tongue, a hint of hesitation flashing in his eyes.

Getting involved with the Protoss is a huge problem.

But he eventually reached out and grabbed Jiang Yining's wrist.

An extremely pure yet exceptionally volatile energy surged into his fingertips.

That is the "Star Element Power" unique to the Canglan Realm.

Jiang Yining felt as if she had been stuffed into a giant furnace. Although the cold was relieved, the pain of being hit by energy was even worse, and her internal organs were all out of place.

"It's so cold, young master, can you hug me?" Her voice was as soft as glutinous rice, with a hint of crying and unconscious coquettishness.

Jiang Yining was somewhat delirious, but she still remembered and wanted to take the opportunity to steal Mo Xie's hair.

She instinctively reached out and grabbed Moye's collar.

He clung to Mo Xie like an octopus.

Moye's body stiffened.

A faint, fresh scent of grass and trees, mixed with the woman's unique body fragrance, desperately tried to penetrate his nostrils.

This smelled better than any catalyst in his weapon-refining room.

Mo Xie's ears turned slightly red, but he kept a straight face and spoke very quickly.

Want to keep warm?

Jiang Yining nodded groggily, her hair brushing against his neck, tickling him and making him feel annoyed.

Mo Xie took a deep breath: "Alright, I'll grant your wish."

He jerked back as fast as if he'd been burned.

Jiang Yining lost her support and almost fell headfirst to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, she saw Mo Xie rapidly forming hand seals, her fingertips drawing intricate runes.

"Fire Formation, activate!"

"Earth's Core Flame, Condense!"

boom--!

Three fireballs, each as big as a washbasin and radiating intense red heat, appeared out of thin air around Jiang Yining.

The fireball was triangular, surrounding Jiang Yining in the center.

The temperature instantly turned the pebbles around Jiang Yining red, and the air was filled with sweltering heat.

Mo Xie dusted off his hands, a "I'm so smart" expression on his face.

"These three fireballs should keep you warm all night; they're much warmer than hugging someone, right?"

"This is top-quality earth fire; a single wisp costs a hundred star stones."

Jiang Yining stared wide-eyed at the three fireballs that were about to burn her nose, feeling like crying but having no tears.

That dead straight man!

Shouldn't you show some manly charm at a time like this and warm her with your chest? What's with the three flames surrounding her?!

"Young Master...you really are...so considerate."

She forced out a sentence through gritted teeth.

Mo Xie sat back down in front of the pile of parts without looking back.

"Don't be too touched. This fireball spell also consumes star energy. I'll deduct it from your wages later."

He even added a soundproof barrier to completely isolate himself from external interference.

Jiang Yining huddled inside the fireball circle, watching Mo Xie's retreating figure, her eyes practically rolling to the sky.

However, the temperature of this earth fire was indeed domineering, and the chill brought by the Shadow Poison was suppressed, and the body gradually warmed up.

Mo Xie appeared to be focused on fiddling with the parts, but out of the corner of her eye, she secretly glanced at the figure over the fire.

Seeing that her breathing had become steady, his tense back relaxed a little.

"Tch, they're pretty tough."

He muttered something under his breath, but the tweezers in his hand accidentally snapped an expensive star-patterned wire.

"Damn it!"

Mo Xie scratched her fiery red hair in frustration.