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

Inside the warm pavilion, the floor paved with fire spirit jade radiated warmth, dispelling the lingering chill of the Ghost Realm.

Gu Qinghan placed Jiang Yining on the soft couch, fed her a heart-protecting pill, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Yu Luofeng squatted by the bed, hugging a pillow, her eyes fixed on Gu Qinghan, afraid that he would take advantage of her sister.

"You can get out of here." Gu Qinghan said coldly with his back to Yu Luofeng. "Ning'er needs to rest. You'll only be in the way."

"I'm not leaving!" Yu Luofeng retorted, her neck stiff. "This is my home! I can stay wherever I want!"

Gu Qinghan turned around, her fingertips already gripping three silver needles.

Just as the two were about to clash, a sudden change occurred.

Yu Luofeng, who had been tightly gripping Jiang Yining's clothes, suddenly began to tremble violently.

"Clatter".

The mandarin duck pillow in her arms fell to the ground.

Yu Luofeng suddenly released his grip, clutching his head tightly with both hands, letting out an extremely shrill scream that seemed to tear his soul apart.

"ah--!"

This scream was no longer the childlike crying of before, but rather carried a chilling and violent quality that sent shivers down one's spine.

Jiang Yining suddenly opened her eyes and sat up from the soft couch.

Yu Luofeng's body writhed in agony on the ground, his once vibrant red robe instantly enveloped by an extremely dense black aura of death. The surrounding temperature plummeted at an alarming rate, and even the ground paved with fire spirit jade froze instantly with a thick layer of black ice.

"What's going on?" Jiang Yining frowned.

Gu Qinghan's expression changed drastically. He quickly shielded Jiang Yining behind him, and the Nine Nether Ice Flame ignited in his palm once more. He stared at Yu Luofeng on the ground as if facing a formidable enemy.

"His aura has changed." Gu Qinghan's voice was more solemn than ever before. "The Yin energy within this madman has completely spiraled out of control. That alternate personality... can't be suppressed anymore."

Before he could finish speaking, the rolling on the ground came to an abrupt halt.

Yu Luofeng slowly stood up from the ground.

A black aura of death swirled around him, forming an extremely ornate robe with dark gold patterns. He lowered his head slightly, his full head of red hair moving without wind, and his former clear and foolish temperament had completely vanished.

He stretched out his pale, slender fingers and gently rubbed his temples, letting out an extremely low, hoarse, cold laugh.

"What a useless piece of trash."

"To think that I, the king, would be so infatuated with a woman from the lower realm has utterly disgraced myself."

Yu Luofeng slowly raised her head.

That exquisitely beautiful face no longer held any trace of childlike innocence. In its place was extreme indifference, cruelty, and haughty disdain.

His once clear, peach-blossom eyes had now turned completely scarlet, with vertical pupils, making him look like a demon.

Those eyes passed over Gu Qinghan and locked onto Jiang Yining.

It was like looking at a perfectly preyed animal.

Gu Qinghan.

Yu Luofeng's voice seemed to come from the deepest part of the Netherworld, carrying a terrifying pressure that made one's soul tremble.

"I just took a nap."

"When I woke up, I found that you had not only demolished my palace, but also tried to take away the offerings that I had my eye on."

Yu Luofeng's lips curled into an extremely cruel smile, revealing a sharp canine tooth.

"Tell me, how should I crush your bones, inch by inch?"

Gu Qinghan snorted coldly. Although he felt the terrifying semi-saint pressure emanating from the other party, he did not take a step back.

"Playing tricks." Gu Qinghan pulled Jiang Yining even tighter around him. "Your half-saint cultivation level is nothing more than something you forcibly built up by devouring countless ghosts. Your foundation is unstable. Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

"Yeah?"

Yu Luofeng chuckled softly, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

The next second, he appeared directly in front of Gu Qinghan, moving so fast that even his afterimage was not visible.

"boom!"

Gu Qinghan reacted extremely quickly, slamming his hands together. The Nine Netherworld Ice Flames transformed into a giant sword a hundred feet long, carrying the momentum to cleave through the void, and fiercely slashed towards Yu Luofeng.

Yu Luofeng stood still, without even trying to dodge.

He simply raised his right hand casually, put his index and middle fingers together, and flicked the hundred-foot-long giant sword lightly.

"clang!"

A very crisp metallic clang rang out.

The giant ice-flame sword, condensed with all its might by the early stage of the Dao Inquiry Realm, shattered inch by inch before Yu Luofeng's fingertips, turning into countless shards of ice that dissipated into the air.

Gu Qinghan groaned, and a trickle of blood escaped from the corner of his mouth.

He had already expended a great deal of his life force to suppress the "poisonous gas" for Jiang Yining, and had just fought a battle with the secondary personality. Now, facing the primary personality at its peak, the difference in strength was immediately apparent.

"With such meager skills, you dare to bark arrogantly in front of me?"

Yu Luofeng's eyes were filled with utter contempt as he suddenly opened his arms wide.

"Where are the Four Ghost Generals?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the ground around the warm pavilion suddenly cracked open, and four extremely terrifying black beams of light shot into the sky.

Four headless ghost generals, each three zhang tall and clad in heavy armor, burst from the ground. Each of them exuded a terrifying aura of the peak of the True Monarch Realm, or even one foot in the Half-Saint Realm. Wielding enormous white bone battle axes, they tightly surrounded Gu Qinghan and Jiang Yining.

"Chop him into mincemeat for me," Yu Luofeng coldly ordered.

The four ghost generals simultaneously let out a deafening roar, brandishing their battle axes with earth-shattering power, and slashed at Gu Qinghan at the same time.

Gu Qinghan's eyes were bloodshot.

He knew he couldn't withstand those four attacks.

But he did not retreat an inch.

He turned around abruptly, pulled Jiang Yining into a tight embrace, and used his back to meet the four deadly bone battle axes head-on.

"puff!"

The battle axe slammed down on Gu Qinghan's protective aura. The aura shattered instantly.

Gu Qinghan coughed up a mouthful of blood, which stained Jiang Yining's clothes. Four deep, horrific wounds, revealing bone, were slashed across his back, dripping with blood and exposing the white bones.

But he still protected Jiang Yining fiercely, ensuring she wasn't harmed in the slightest.

"Qinghan!" Jiang Yining exclaimed in surprise.

She was genuinely surprised this time. She never expected that Gu Qinghan, this germaphobic and aloof medical immortal, would actually be willing to risk his life for her, this "liar".

Yu Luofeng watched this scene, a flash of extremely violent anger in his eyes.

"That's truly touching."

Yu Luofeng flashed and instantly appeared in front of Gu Qinghan. He reached out and grabbed Gu Qinghan by the neck, lifting him up like a chicken.

"Unfortunately, you have no right to show off your love on my territory."

Yu Luofeng suddenly flung his hand away.

Gu Qinghan was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing through more than a dozen solid stone walls before finally smashing through the outer barrier of the Ghost King's Palace with a loud "boom," plunging straight into the dark, viscous, and bottomless River of Oblivion.

Not even a splash.

"Qinghan!" Jiang Yining shouted, making a move to rush outside.

A cold, icy hand gripped her chin with incredible precision, forcibly turning her face around.

Yu Luofeng looked down at her.

Those scarlet eyes were filled with an extremely morbid fanaticism and greed.

He leaned close to Jiang Yining's neck and took a deep breath.

"What a wonderful taste!"

"That useless alternate personality actually fed you all of my top-grade soul beads."

Yu Luofeng's fingers slid down Jiang Yining's chin to her collarbone.

"But it's okay."

"This soul bead inside your body has actually stimulated your hidden top-grade cauldron physique."

"Such immense vitality, such a perfect physical body."

Yu Luofeng suddenly burst into laughter, the sound echoing through the empty ruins, sending chills down one's spine.

"Convey my decree!"

Yu Luofeng turned his head and loudly announced to the ghost clan elders kneeling on the ground in the distance, trembling.

"The Ghost Realm Feast will begin in three days!"

"I, the king, will marry this young lady and make her my queen!"

The elders exchanged bewildered glances, but dared not disobey in the slightest, and shouted in unison, "Long live the King!"

Yu Luofeng looked at Jiang Yining again, leaned close to her ear, and whispered in an extremely gentle yet extremely cruel voice:

"Don't be afraid, my bride."

"I will use the sharpest boning knife to peel off your perfect skin completely."

"Then I'll refine you into the most obedient and perfect glamorous ghost puppet in the world."

"You will always be by my side."

Jiang Yining was forced to look up at Yu Luofeng's crazed face.

She felt no fear whatsoever.

Instead, he calmly made his calculations.

Gu Qinghan is at the Dao Seeking Realm; falling into the River of Oblivion wouldn't kill him, at most he'd be severely injured and his skin would peel off. It's perfect timing, since he's not here, so I can legitimately absorb some of the Yin energy from this half-saint level in the Ghost King's Palace.

Jiang Yining pressed down her lips slightly, feigning extreme fear and despair, tears welling up in her eyes.

"You...you're a madman..."

Yu Luofeng thoroughly enjoyed that desperate look in her eyes.

He hoisted Jiang Yining onto his shoulder and strode towards the deepest forbidden area beneath the Ghost King Palace.