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

Chapter 294 Slapping himself, what a lousy brain!

Yu Luofeng's back pressed against the cold bedpost, her chest heaving violently.

He stared at the woman in front of him.

She was sitting where he had just been using his head as a pillow, and the creases from his head still clung to the hem of her skirt.

"You didn't run away?"

Yu Luofeng's first words were not a question or a threat, but a perplexing question.

The seal on the door was placed by his own hands.

But based on his understanding of his idiot alter ego, "Fengfeng" most likely told this woman directly how to break the seal.

She had every opportunity to run.

But she didn't.

Jiang Yining leaned against the headboard, her face pale, and looked at him with a relieved expression, as if to say, "You're finally awake."

"Run?" Her voice was soft, tinged with obvious weakness. "You left me in this icebox for three days. I don't even have the strength to stand up, how can I run?"

Yu Luofeng's brows furrowed slightly.

three days?

His memory has become fragmented.

From the moment he picked up the boning knife to begin, all his memories became hazy.

He only remembered an extremely warm force touching his brow.

Then there was nothing.

Then came this addictive tranquility, unlike anything I'd ever experienced before.

He instinctively sought the source of that peace.

It was right in the palm of her hand.

It is continuously emitting light at this moment.

Yu Luofeng's Adam's apple bobbed.

He clenched his fist tightly, his nails digging into his palm, using the pain to drive away the comfortable feeling that had made him lower his guard.

"What have you done to me?"

His voice was very low, filled with barely suppressed anger.

"What tricks have you played on me?"

Jiang Yining blinked.

Those eyes looked exceptionally clear and innocent in the red candlelight.

"You're going to skin me alive," she said. "The knife's already cut this far."

She reached out and pulled open the torn fabric at her shoulder, revealing a section of her fair shoulder.

There was a very faint red mark on his shoulder.

Those were the marks left by the boning knife as it cut along the skin.

Before I could even switch in, Yu Luofeng fell asleep.

"Then you suddenly convulsed and collapsed onto my lap." Jiang Yining's voice was calm. "Your soul was crumbling; if I hadn't intervened, you would be insane by now."

"The kind that's even crazier than it is now."

Yu Luofeng's eye twitched.

His lips were pressed into a thin line.

He certainly knew there was something wrong with his soul.

The backlash from countless ghosts has lasted for over a thousand years.

Every day, every moment, his soul was being slowly devoured by countless vengeful spirits.

The pain is endless.

This is the root cause of his constant creation of puppets and his obsession with skinning and dismembering them.

He can only temporarily forget his own pain when others are suffering more than him.

But this woman, the way she touched her brow with her fingertip.

All the pain has disappeared.

Clean and spotless, not a single trace left.

He didn't even know how to describe that feeling.

It was like being drowning in the dark for a thousand years, and then suddenly someone pulled him out of the water and let him breathe his first breath of air.

"How did you do that?"

Yu Luofeng stared at Jiang Yining's hand.

His voice was no longer so aggressive; it contained a hint of urgency that he himself was unaware of.

Jiang Yining did not give a direct answer.

She simply raised her right hand slightly and spread her fingers.

In the palm of his hand, a faint wisp of emerald green light flowed between his fingers.

A warm, gentle, and vibrant aura emanated from that ray of light.

Even from a distance of two feet, Yu Luofeng could clearly feel that aura.

His headache is subsiding.

No, it's not just about alleviating it.

The resentful spirits and distracting thoughts that had lingered in the cracks of his soul for years were being driven away little by little by this gentle force.

It was like spring sunshine shining into a dark, damp cellar.

Yu Luofeng's breathing became heavy.

His body involuntarily leaned forward half an inch.

Then he realized his lapse in composure and abruptly stopped.

His face turned extremely pale.

"You are seducing me."

"Think what you want." Jiang Yining withdrew her hand, and the light disappeared.

My headache came back instantly.

The excruciating pain of having countless fine needles pierce his brain caused the veins on Yu Luofeng's temples to bulge.

His jaw was clenched so tightly that it made a grinding sound, and a trickle of black blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

"you!"

Enraged, he reached out to grab Jiang Yining by the neck.

He stopped halfway through reaching out his hand.

Because Jiang Yining did not back down.

She sat there quietly, looking at him, her eyes showing neither fear nor defiance.

"Strangle me, and you'll never find another person who can stop your headache."

Yu Luofeng's hand hovered in mid-air, her fingertips only an inch from her throat.

His hands were trembling slightly, a withdrawal-like craving.

After that warm feeling disappeared, the backlash came even more fiercely.

It felt as if ten thousand vengeful ghosts were roaring in his mind at the same time.

"What exactly are you?" Yu Luofeng's voice was forced out through clenched teeth. "How could someone at the Spirit Awakening Realm possess such power?"

"My name is Jiang Yining," she replied calmly. "Nothing."

Yu Luofeng's scarlet eyes were churning with extremely complex emotions.

Murderous intent, greed, suspicion, and a desire he absolutely refused to acknowledge, bordering on pleading.

The stalemate lasted for about a dozen breaths.

Yu Luofeng slowly withdrew her hand.

It's not because I'm soft-hearted.

It was because his head was hurting so badly.

The pain was so intense that he was almost exhausted from maintaining his intense rage.

"One more time."

Yu Luofeng's voice was so hoarse that it was almost inaudible.

He lowered his head, avoiding Jiang Yining's gaze.

This posture made him feel resistance all over.

The mighty Lord of the Ghost Realm, a semi-saint realm expert, bows his head to a woman in the Spirit Awakening Realm.

But he couldn't care less.

So good that he was willing to give up all his pride and dignity.

Jiang Yining looked at the top of his head, which was lowered.

His long red hair fell down, covering most of his face.

She smiled inwardly.

The fish has taken the bait.

But she didn't reach out immediately.

"On what grounds?"

Jiang Yining's voice became very soft, carrying a hint of fragile grievance.

"You wanted to skin me alive and turn me into a puppet. Now you're having a headache and want me to help you. Is there such a cheap thing in this world?"

Yu Luofeng suddenly looked up.

His expression shifted rapidly between ferocity and restraint.

"What do you want?"

"I want to live," Jiang Yining said.

Secondly.

"I want to live comfortably."

Yu Luofeng's eye twitched slightly, and he lowered his head again.

Jiang Yining's red hair fell down to her knees.

The next second, his body swayed violently.

"Well--"

Yu Luofeng clutched his head with both hands and let out a suppressed groan.

His body began to tremble, and the tremors became more and more intense.