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

Gu Qinghan heard his heart, which had been dormant for a thousand years, pounding wildly at an out-of-control frequency inside his chest.

"You're already moved?"

Jiang Yining chuckled and lightly poked his chest with her finger, forcing him to take a half-step back. "Don't rush to thank me. Go over there and meditate. Going out looking like this will only tarnish the reputation of the Pill Tower."

Gu Qinghan's ears burned. He opened his mouth to retort, but in the end he obediently sat down cross-legged. However, his gaze remained fixed on her, unwilling to look away even for a moment.

"Hey, woman." A disgruntled snort came from the side.

Yu Luofeng leaned against the stone wall, slightly raising her chin to reveal her well-defined jawline.

His dark golden vertical pupils were fixed on Jiang Yining, filled with undisguised aggression and greed.

"I just risked half my life, and you're only concerned with that white-haired guy?"

Jiang Yining turned around and sized up the arrogant Lord of the Ghost Realm.

The foundation of a semi-saint is indeed solid. Even after the ghost energy has been drained, this physical body still exudes a heart-palpitating sense of oppression.

She didn't say anything, but walked straight up to him and reached out to lift his chin.

Yu Luofeng's body stiffened abruptly, and his breathing instantly became heavy. He could even feel the warmth of her fingertips, and the soft curves of her body rising and falling slightly with her breath beneath her wide white robe.

"I will naturally remember the Ghost King's kindness." Jiang Yining leaned closer to him, her warm breath brushing against his chin. "Close your eyes."

Yu Luofeng's Adam's apple bobbed, and she inexplicably closed her eyes.

Instead of giving him a kiss as he expected, Jiang Yining bent two fingers and flicked them hard on his forehead.

"Snapped!"

The crisp sound echoed through the cave.

Yu Luofeng clutched his forehead and suddenly opened his eyes, his dark golden pupils filled with astonishment and anger. "Why did you hit me!"

"I'll knock some of that filthy stuff out of your head." Jiang Yining rolled her eyes at him and tapped his forehead with a finger.

An even larger energy, imbued with the aura of the Nine Nether Soul-Nourishing Lotus, surged into Yu Luofeng's sea of ​​consciousness.

His soul, which had been aching from the depletion of its source, instantly trembled with pleasure under the nourishment of this power.

The anger on Yu Luofeng's face was instantly replaced by shock.

He could feel that this power was not only repairing his soul, but also slowly erasing the fatal rift between his two personalities.

"Don't be too happy yet." Jiang Yining withdrew her hand, her voice slightly cold. "This is your interest."

As for the principal, we'll see how you behave later. If you dare lay a hand on me again, I'll make that lotus flower in your sea of ​​consciousness turn your brain into a complete mess.

Yu Luofeng licked the blood from the corner of his mouth. Far from being frightened, the fervor in his eyes intensified.

"You have a temper, and I like that. Sooner or later, I will leave my mark all over this lotus flower."

Jiang Yining couldn't be bothered with this madman. She turned around and focused her attention back on the enormous corpse of the Nine Yin Candle Dragon in the center of the swamp.

This is a genuine ancient ferocious beast at the semi-saint level, its entire body is a priceless treasure.

She raised her right hand, and the spiritual power of the Void Realm transformed into dozens of sharp purple-gold wind blades, precisely cutting into the gap between the dragon skin and the dragon bone.

With a sickening peeling sound, the tough dragon skin that covered half of the cave was completely peeled off.

Jiang Yining casually tossed the dragon skin around, rolled it up, and stuffed it into a top-grade storage ring she had taken from Laozi Gui.

Next came the dragon bones, dragon scales, and even a few dragon teeth that hadn't been crushed.

She was like a skilled butcher, dismembering this once invincible overlord cleanly.

While adjusting his breathing, Gu Qinghan opened his eyes and looked at her greedy appearance, and couldn't help but smile indulgently.

The last piece of dragon bone, emitting a faint glow, was rolled into the storage ring, and Jiang Yining clapped her hands in satisfaction.

Inside the enormous cavern, only devastation and the pungent stench of blood remained. She had skinned and gutted the ancient ferocious beast, the Nine Yin Candle Dragon, leaving not a single intact scale behind.

Jiang Yining turned around.

Beside the stone wall not far away, Gu Qinghan and Yu Luofeng were still sitting cross-legged, meditating. Although their complexions had regained some color, the depletion of their vital energy could not be replenished overnight.

She walked barefoot on the cold rocks to the two of them.

"Let's go, this lousy place smells too much blood, it's making me nauseous."

Jiang Yining wrinkled her nose in disgust, and unconsciously placed one hand on her flat stomach.

Upon hearing the word "disgusting," both men opened their eyes simultaneously, their expressions tensing.

Gu Qinghan was the first to stand up, instinctively reaching for her wrist. He placed two fingers on her pulse point and carefully probed in with pure Yang energy.

"The pregnancy is stable; it's just that the yin and miasma in this cave has upset her spleen and stomach." He breathed a sigh of relief and gently cupped her cold hand in his palm to warm it.

"Get out of my way, don't take advantage of her!" Yu Luofeng slapped Gu Qinghan's hand away and squeezed his tall figure between the two. He looked down at Jiang Yining, his dark golden vertical pupils filled with undisguised possessiveness.

"Come back to the Ghost King's Palace with me. The profound yin energy veins there are perfect for nurturing a fetus. I will immediately order the entire sleeping quarters to be replaced with warm jade!"

"Going back to the Ghost King's Palace to die?" Gu Qinghan scoffed, retorting, "The Star Spirit Clan's adjudicator died there, and their army could be pressing in at any moment. In your current weak, ghostly state, how can you protect her?"

Veins bulged on Yu Luofeng's forehead. With a flick of his wrist, a burst of dark, ghostly energy exploded in his palm. "Even if I'm on my last breath, I can still crush those bastards!"

"Alright, shut up."

Jiang Yining pressed her temples. The spiritual power of the Void Realm surged forth with the sound, instantly suppressing the tense atmosphere between the two.

She now possesses absolute power, and these two men can no longer cause any trouble in front of her.

"We can't go back to the Ghost King's Palace, and it's not safe outside either." Jiang Yining looked at Gu Qinghan. "White Hair, among all those odds and ends you carry with you, is there a place where someone can live?"

Gu Qinghan's eyelids twitched at the mention of "white hair," but she didn't react.

He patted the purple-gold jade pendant at his waist.

A flash of white light appeared, and a palm-sized white jade pavilion floated in mid-air, growing larger as it faced the wind.

In the blink of an eye, an exquisitely crafted pavilion, exuding a rich ethereal aura, landed heavily on the edge of the swamp.

"Flowing Clouds and Water Pavilion," Gu Qinghan explained in a slightly hoarse voice, "its core formation is crafted from a top-grade boundary stone, capable of isolating all auras from detection. Inside, there's a spirit-gathering array and a cold spring warm pool, perfectly suited to your current body."

"It'll have to do."

Jiang Yining did not refuse and went straight to the pavilion.

Yu Luofeng stared at the ethereal building with disdain in his eyes, but seeing that Jiang Yining had already gone inside, he could only grit his teeth and follow.

The interior of Liuyun Water Pavilion is extremely spacious, with carved beams and painted rafters, and luxurious furnishings.

At the very center is a huge white jade pool. Half of the pool water is ice blue, and the other half is crimson red, with a thick mist of spiritual energy rising from its surface.

Jiang Yining stopped at the edge of the pool.

Having just tossed and turned inside the Candle Dragon's belly and fused with the Nine Nether Soul-Nourishing Lotus, my body is covered in sweat and sticky impurities.

She tore off the large, tattered men's outer robe she was wearing.

The moment the fabric slipped off, a crystal-clear, flawless body was exposed to the air.

Her body, reshaped by the Void Realm, exuded a deadly allure in every line. The totem of the Myriad Spirit Divine Tree was faintly visible on her lower back, adding a touch of bewitching charm.

Two extremely heavy breaths came from behind me.