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

"Are you... are you a dog? Suck gently!"

Mo Xie gritted her teeth and growled, but she never pulled her hand back.

As her blood drained away, Mo Xie's face grew paler and paler, and her once rosy lips lost their color. Waves of dizziness washed over her, and her strength was rapidly draining away.

But he could feel that the coldness in Jiang Yining's body was dissipating.

That domineering Shadow Poison, upon encountering his pure Yang essence blood, melted away rapidly, like snow meeting the blazing sun.

The dark aura on Jiang Yining's face slowly faded, and a trace of color finally appeared on her pale cheeks.

Her breathing gradually calmed down, no longer as intermittent as before.

"call……"

Mo Xie let out a long sigh of relief, his body swayed, and he almost fell headfirst onto Jiang Yining.

He mustered his last bit of strength, pulled his wrist back, and looked at the clear teeth mark on it with a complicated expression.

"Now... what you owe me is more than eight million."

The boy mumbled weakly, his head lolled to the side, and he completely lost consciousness, collapsing beside Jiang Yining.

In their unconscious state, their hands were clasped tightly together.

In the hall, the white-bearded old man stared in disbelief at the scene.

"Has this kid gone mad?! That's primordial blood essence! Is he out of his mind?!"

He shook his head, sighed, but still waved his hand to summon a few disciples.

"Carry them into the best wards, give them the best medicine... These days, you don't see people like that anymore."

……

The first thing I saw was a light blue gauze curtain, and a strong medicinal fragrance lingered around my nose, mixed with a faint, almost imperceptible... rust smell.

No, it's the smell of blood.

Jiang Yining suddenly opened her eyes, her body tensed instinctively, and her fingertips reached for the short sword in her sleeve.

empty.

"Awake? Don't move around."

An aged voice came from the side. The white-bearded old man I had seen at the entrance of the Pill Tower was sitting to the side pounding medicine, not even raising his head. "Young people are just too hot-blooded. They've just crawled back from the brink of death and they already want to brandish swords and spears."

Jiang Yining breathed a sigh of relief as a wave of soreness washed over her.

She tried circulating her spiritual power and was surprised to find that the lingering, bone-deep poisonous chill had disappeared.

Instead, a warm current of heat settled in the dantian, like a tireless little stove.

Not only that.

She looked inward at her dantian, and her pupils contracted slightly.

The once somewhat withered Divine Tree was now full of vitality. Beside its emerald green branches, a very thin, golden-red bud had sprouted.

These tender shoots exude an aura of utmost strength and yang energy, perfectly blending with the original wood-based vitality of the sacred tree, revealing a domineering life force.

This is... Mo Xie's aura?

Jiang Yining turned her head, her gaze falling on the edge of the bed.

The red-haired boy who usually acted all high and mighty was now fast asleep on the edge of the bed.

His face was so pale it was almost transparent, and his brows were tightly furrowed, as if he were arguing with someone even in his dreams.

His left hand was gripping Jiang Yining's right hand tightly.

He held on so tightly, as if he was afraid she would disappear if he let go.

Jiang Yining's gaze fell on his wrist. It was wrapped in thick gauze, with faint traces of blood seeping out.

Memories return.

In the cold darkness, there was a burning hot wrist, and a voice that was both arrogant and resolute—"Open your mouth."

That silly boy.

Jiang Yining's heart trembled slightly; that was the very essence of blood.

For cultivators, every drop represents cultivation and destiny.

He actually got himself into this state just to save her.

The Divine Tree of Myriad Spirits seemed to sense its master's emotions, and its golden-red bud swayed gently, conveying a sense of intimacy.

An old man with a white beard appeared out of nowhere, carrying a bowl of dark, murky medicine. "This kid is practicing the Virgin Boy Technique. He fed you all his pure yang energy. Your luck...tsk tsk, it's an understatement to say it's like your ancestors' graves were emitting auspicious smoke."

The old man slammed the medicine bowl down on the bedside table, giving Mo Xie a complicated look: "These days, I've never seen a young master go to such lengths for a follower. Girl, be nicer to him from now on."

Jiang Yining didn't speak, but simply moved her fingers that were being held slightly.

The moment it moved.

"Don't run!"

The person lying down suddenly woke up, reflexively shouted, and pointed his other hand directly at the white-bearded old man's nostrils.

Old man: "..."

Jiang Yining: "..."

The scene was very embarrassing.

Mo Xie groggily opened his eyes, his golden pupils still somewhat unfocused. When he saw the situation before him, especially that he was tightly gripping Jiang Yining's hand, he sprang up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

"Who...who arrested you!"

He flung Jiang Yining's hand away as if he'd been electrocuted, his cheeks flushing red visibly, all the way to his ears. "I was... I was taking your pulse! Yes, taking your pulse!"

Seeing his bluffing demeanor, Jiang Yining couldn't help but smile, "Oh? Young Master also knows medicine?"

"Nonsense! This young master is a man of vast knowledge, far beyond mere pulse diagnosis..."

Mo Xie was halfway through his stubborn retort when he suddenly felt dizzy and his body swayed. He then plopped back down in his chair.

The aftereffects of excessive blood loss are coming.

"Alright, stop being stubborn." Jiang Yining sighed, picked up the bowl of medicine, scooped a spoonful and held it to his lips, "Open your mouth."

Mo Xie's eyes widened in disbelief. "What are you doing? This is what the old man made for you!"

"I don't drink bitter things," Jiang Yining said nonchalantly. "Besides, I think you need to replenish your energy more than I do. Look at how pale your face is, anyone who didn't know better would think some vixen had drained your energy."

"You're the one who's been drained of your essence!" Mo Xie yelled angrily, but he didn't have the strength to push him away, so he could only turn his head away. "Take it away, take it away, this young master doesn't need it..."

Mo Xie got angry.

"Want some?" The spoon was pushed forward again.

Mo Xie stared at the spoonful of dark medicine, then looked at Jiang Yining's slightly pale but smiling face.

My stomach let out a disapproving growl.

He's really fake.

He lost most of his three hundred years of pure Yang essence in one go. Now, he can't even catch a chicken, let alone open the Divine Machine Box.

The boy opened his mouth with a grumbling sound and swallowed it in one gulp.

A bitter taste spread in his mouth, but he inexplicably felt... a little sweet?

There must be something wrong with this prescription.

After drinking the medicine, Mo Xie resumed his old-fashioned demeanor, sitting cross-legged in a chair and practicing his internal energy cultivation.

Jiang Yining leaned against the headboard, feeling the new life force within her body.

That golden-red sprout not only adds vitality, but is more like a key.

She discovered that her current physical condition seemed to be particularly sensitive to the energy of "heat".

The fire elemental energy floating in the air would joyfully gather around her with just a thought.

The Devouring Properties of the Myriad Spirits Divine Tree, combined with Mo Xie's Pure Yang Attribute.

What is this? A mutated version of photosynthesis?

"Feed".

After Mo Xie finished regulating her breathing, her complexion became slightly rosier.

He stood up, straightened his somewhat disheveled robe, and slung the enormous divine machine box over his shoulder.

"Since you're not dead, let's get out of here quickly. We can't stay in Bluestone Town any longer; those Protoss lackeys have a very keen sense of smell."

Jiang Yining threw off the covers and got out of bed, stretching her arms and legs. Although she was still a little weak, she could move around without much difficulty.

"Where to?"

"Dan City." Mo Xie pointed to the distant horizon outside the window, where a magnificent city floated in the clouds. "It has the best pills in the entire Canglan Realm, as well as star gates leading to the upper levels. Those children you're looking for... if they're unfortunately captured, they'll most likely be sent there to be auctioned off."

Upon hearing the word "auction," a cold glint flashed in Jiang Yining's eyes.

"Walk."

Without saying a word, she quickly straightened her clothes and picked up the modified, pay-to-win short sword.

Mo Xie looked at her straight back and pursed his lips.

Jiang Yining turned around, raised an eyebrow and smiled, the red mole between her eyebrows was so vivid it was almost unbearable.