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

Jiang Yining sat cross-legged under the sacred tree.

Her face was somewhat pale, but her eyes were surprisingly bright.

For every bit of Zhulong's essence absorbed by the Divine Tree of Myriad Spirits, it would transform into a stream of pure life energy, which would then be fed back to Jiang Yining.

Her cultivation level is soaring at an alarming rate.

Late-stage peak of the Spirit Awakening Realm... Breakthrough!

Early stage of Soul Building Realm! Mid stage!

It only slowly stopped when it reached the peak of the Soul Building Realm.

This is not over yet.

After absorbing a massive amount of the Nine Yin Essence, the Myriad Spirits Divine Tree itself underwent a tremendous transformation.

The tree trunk, which was originally only three feet tall, grew to thirty feet.

Above the tree canopy, the purplish-gold flower bud has now fully bloomed.

At the center of the flower bud, there is no longer nothingness or energy.

Instead, it gave birth to a beautifully crafted... baby?

That wasn't a real baby.

Rather, it is a spiritual embryo formed from the purest source of life and the power of the soul.

The fetus, with its eyes closed, was curled up in the heart of the flower, fast asleep.

He exuded both Gu Qinghan's pure yang aura and Yu Luofeng's extremely yin ghostly aura.

These two diametrically opposed forces, under the harmonization of the Myriad Spirits Divine Tree, perfectly merged into this small spiritual embryo, forming an unprecedented chaotic Dao body.

Jiang Yining looked at the spirit fetus with a complicated expression.

Unexpectedly, through a series of coincidences, a super mixed-race child was created who inherited the strongest bloodlines of his two "fathers".

Now...

Jiang Yining rubbed her temples.

She could sense that the Nine Yin Candle Dragon outside was extremely weak in life.

It's time to go out.

With a thought, the roots of the divine tree, which were firmly planted in the heart of the Candle Dragon, twisted violently.

"Pfft—"

The enormous heart of the Candle Dragon was instantly shredded into pieces.

Outside, Gu Qinghan and Yu Luofeng, who were frantically beating the Candle Dragon, suddenly felt the enormous creature beneath them stiffen abruptly.

Then, the enormous head drooped limply, splashing up large amounts of black mud.

died.

The ancient ferocious beast, Nine Yin Candle Dragon, died in such a humiliating way.

Before the two of them could even catch their breath.

The body of the Candle Dragon deflated rapidly, like a punctured balloon.

In the end, only a huge dragon skin and a pile of dragon bones radiating a precious light remained.

On the dragon skin, a figure slowly stood up.

It was Jiang Yining.

Her clothes had been completely washed away by the energy inside the Candle Dragon's belly.

At that moment, she stood barefoot on the dragon skin.

Under the light of the cave's crystals, the skin shone with a warm, ivory-like luster.

Long, black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, covering the key areas of her chest and upper thighs, yet adding to her alluring, subtly seductive charm.

Her cultivation level remained steadily at the peak of the Soul Building Realm.

The aura emanating from him was powerful and mysterious.

Gu Qinghan and Yu Luofeng were both stunned.

A thought flashed through their minds simultaneously.

This is roughly what it means for a fairy to descend to earth.

Jiang Yining ignored the two fiery gazes.

Her gaze fell on the enormous Nine Nether Soul-Nourishing Lotus on the stone platform.

Barefoot, she stepped through the black swamp, one step at a time, toward the stone platform.

Strangely, the swamps that could devour everything were as docile as the most solid ground beneath her feet.

She walked to the stone platform, reached out her hand, and gently stroked the crystal-like petals of the Soul-Nourishing Lotus.

"From today onwards, you are mine."

She whispered softly, then turned her head to look at the two men who were still standing there, a captivating smile curving her lips.

"What are you still standing there for?"

The air was filled with the lingering, sweet, and slightly fishy smell of the Nine Yin Candle Dragon after its death, which mixed with the cool and exotic fragrance emanating from the Nine Nether Soul-Nourishing Lotus, creating a strange yet alluring aroma.

Gu Qinghan and Yu Luofeng, two men who stood at the pinnacle of the Canglan Realm, were now like two stone statues whose souls had been taken away, frozen in place without moving.

Their gazes, like iron filings firmly attracted by a magnet, were fixed on the perfect female body not far away.

Jiang Yining stood barefoot on the black dragon skin.

The light cast by the thousands of crystals on the dome seemed to be drawn by some mysterious force, rushing to gather on her and coating her with a dreamlike, holy halo.

The light perfectly outlined her slender waistline, pert buttocks, and long, straight legs.

Her long, black hair cascaded down her shoulders, the ends curling slightly, playfully brushing against the two rosy nipples on her chest, then flowing down her flat stomach, finally just barely concealing the most mysterious valley, leaving an endlessly suggestive glimpse.

Her skin was as white as snow and as smooth as jade; against the backdrop of the jet-black dragon skin, it was dazzlingly white.

It was an extreme, visually stunning beauty.

It blends holiness and allure, purity and seduction.

Gu Qinghan's Adam's apple bobbed uncontrollably.

He felt his throat was so dry it was on fire.

As the master of the Pill Tower, he had seen countless beautiful female cultivators, including many holy maidens and fairies who took the initiative to throw themselves into his arms.

But compared to her, those ordinary women were like dust on the ground and the bright moon in the sky.

His Haotian Pure Yang Body became more agitated than ever before at this moment.

The golden pure yang essence in his dantian, like dry tinder thrown into a spark, burst into a raging fire.

The flames scorched his veins and seared his reason.

He tried to look away, but found that his eyeballs were as if they were nailed to the ground and he couldn't move them at all.

On the other hand, Yu Luofeng's reaction was even more direct.

His dark golden pupils had now shrunk to two dangerous needles.

What surges within is an undisguised, primal desire for possession and conquest.

His breathing became heavy, his chest heaved violently, and his semi-saint-level pressure leaked out uncontrollably, causing the swamp beneath his feet to sink a little.

His ghost queen.

It turns out that beneath this seemingly frail body lies such breathtaking beauty.

Yu Luofeng recalled that night on the wedding bed, when he personally branded her with the mark of the Ghost Queen, and the soft, smooth touch of her skin with his fingertips.

In an instant, blood surged wildly upwards, rushing straight to the top of his head.

"cough."

A very soft cough, tinged with a lazy smile, broke the suffocating silence.

Jiang Yining moved.

She raised her hand and slowly tucked a strand of black hair that was falling beside her cheek behind her ear.

It's an incredibly simple action.

But it made both men's hearts skip a beat at the same time.

Her gaze, like that of a queen surveying her territory, first swept over Gu Qinghan indifferently, then lingered for half a second on his handsome face, which was flushed red.

Then, turning to Yu Luofeng on the other side, she saw her own clear reflection in his aggressive eyes.

"What are you still standing there for?"

Her voice wasn't loud, and it carried a slight hoarseness from the intense battle she had just experienced, but it was like a small brush gently scratching at the hearts of the two of them.

"come over."