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

Inside the main hall of Xuan Yin Palace.

A long, purple-gold gown trailed across the wide black jade throne. Jiang Yining rested her chin on one hand, her fingertips tapping absently on the cold armrest.

Having just broken through to the early stage of the Profound Light Realm, the immense and domineering pressure of his origin spread unchecked throughout the hall like layers of invisible, raging waves. Even the air became incredibly thick, and every inch of space was filled with a suffocating sense of oppression.

Below the steps.

Gu Qinghan, Yu Luofeng, and Su Chenzhou stood side by side.

Gu Qinghan, dressed in white, had his usually raging Pure Yang True Fire suppressed deep within his Qi Sea, not daring to utter even the slightest sword cry. Yu Luofeng's semi-saint-level Netherworld Ghost Qi had also been completely concealed, his pale face devoid of its former arrogance. Su Chenzhou was like a silent iron tower, his broad back slightly hunched, not daring to even breathe loudly.

The three of them lowered their heads in unison, their eyes fixed on the black jade floor tiles beneath their feet.

Before this woman who had just given birth to extraordinary twins, their pride in their cultivation, status, and dignity had been utterly shattered. At this moment, Jiang Yining displayed the absolute demeanor of a queen ruling the world.

Today, Abandoned Star Island has only one true ruler.

"Raise your head."

Jiang Yining's voice was not loud and her tone was calm, yet it carried an unyielding will of Heaven in the empty hall.

The three of them stiffened slightly and looked up at the same time, but dared not look directly into those purple-gold eyes.

"Smack."

A scroll was casually tossed onto the long jade table by Jiang Yining.

The scroll was made from the skin and bones of the Protoss vanguard commander, and still retains the violent residual power of the laws of the stars.

See for yourself.

Yu Luofeng stepped forward and picked up the scroll. After just one glance, his dark golden vertical pupils shrank to pinpoints, and his expression changed drastically.

"How could the island-protecting formation consume so much energy?" Yu Luofeng's voice was slightly deep, and the veins on the back of his hand holding the scroll bulged.

Jiang Yining coldly swept her gaze over the three of them from her high vantage point. "The Myriad Spirits Divine Tree merged with the earth's veins to forcibly create a quasi-saint-level defensive shield. The price is that the top-grade star essence stones burned by the formation every day are enough to buy half of the Pill Tower. And this is just for daily maintenance."

Gu Qinghan frowned and immediately stated, "The foundation of the Pill Tower, spanning thousands of years, is still intact. I can transfer all the resources in the warehouse to Abandoned Star Island."

"Not enough." Jiang Yining interrupted him mercilessly, her tone icy. "The Protoss have suffered such a great loss, with their vanguard army wiped out. Next time, it won't be these scout dogs, but the High Priest himself, or even a star system mothership."

She stood up, her purple-gold eyes filled with a chilling ambition.

"What I want is not to rob Peter to pay Paul."

"Those Protoss remnants and their resources, along with the massive amount of top-grade array plates we've captured. Don't let them rot; put them all into the black market." Jiang Yining tapped her fingertips heavily on the jade table, making a crisp sound. "I want to establish an absolute commercial monopoly in the Canglan Realm, firmly grasping the lifeline of the entire underground black market. Anyone who dares to disobey will have their pills and array plates cut off."

Su Chenzhou immediately clasped his hands in a fist salute, his rough voice laced with ruthlessness: "Your subordinate will take care of it immediately. The secret route of the Broken Star Ship leads directly to the major core black markets of the Middle Realm. Anyone who dares to block the Master's path to wealth, I will personally chop them up."

Meanwhile, in the outer courtyard of the imperial palace.

The pungent smell of burning metal and sulfur from the burning array filled the air.

The mechanical puppet Mo Xie sat imposingly amidst a mountain of Protoss warship wreckage.

His mechanical eyes flashed a dangerous red light, and his hands, like precision instruments, were dismantling the massive power core of the Protoss flagship with his bare hands.

"Sizzle—Bang!"

A blinding arc of high-voltage electricity exploded from his fingertips, and several thugs who had been helping him were so frightened that they ran away with their heads in their hands, scrambling back more than ten feet away.

"This is insane! This lump of metal is absolutely insane!"

"That's the power core of the Protoss flagship. If it explodes carelessly, half of the abandoned star island will be razed to the ground!"

"What exactly is he trying to do?"

The outlaws looked at each other, their scalps tingling with fear.

Mo Xie completely ignored the fear of those around him. He picked up a top-grade jade tablet engraved with the finest spirit-gathering array patterns of the cultivation world and roughly welded it onto the outer shell of the power core.

He was carrying out top-secret instructions issued by Jiang Yining.

He forcibly combined the Protoss's destructive technology with the laws and formations of the cultivation world. He wanted to develop a new generation of star-energy cannons.

Once this thing is created, Abandoned Star Island will possess absolute military power that ignores realm barriers. True Monarch Realm or Heavenly Monarch Realm cultivators—anyone who dares to come will be blasted to ashes with a single cannon shot!

Our gaze shifts back to the inner hall.

Beside the large jade cradle.

Gu Qinghan and Yu Luofeng stood on either side, like two door gods locked in a fierce battle, firmly rooted to the spot.

In the cradle, two twins, one black and one white, were fast asleep.

Gu Qinghan stared intently at the little girl dressed in white brocade. Even in her sleep, the little girl unconsciously exuded an aura of pure Yang energy.

This aura caused Gu Qinghan's natal pure yang true fire to resonate with joy, even giving him an urge to prostrate himself in worship.

"Pure Yang Body... This is my bloodline." Gu Qinghan's eyes were filled with fanaticism and extreme possessiveness. He lowered his voice, "She was born to inherit the lineage of my Pill Tower."

Stop dreaming.

Yu Luofeng sneered, her gaze fixed on the boy in the black brocade robe as if glued to him.

With each breath the baby boy took, he exhaled an extremely domineering power of Yin reincarnation. The surrounding air even condensed into black frost because of this power.

"This is the perfect vessel for the ghostly energy of a semi-saint." Yu Luofeng gritted his teeth, his eerie face revealing a morbid obsession. "The reincarnation mark within this child is ten thousand times purer than my Netherworld Laws. He is the future Holy Ruler of my Ghost Realm."

The two stared intently at each other, their killing intent clashing wildly in the confined space, with faint crackling sounds of tearing energy emanating from the air.

But just as their murderous intent was about to erupt completely, the two simultaneously suppressed all their auras, their faces turning slightly pale.

Because they could all clearly feel the unfathomable pressure of Jiang Yining's profound light realm deep within the main hall slowly sweeping over them.

A frenzied possessiveness over this extraordinary bloodline and an extreme awe of the woman were intensely intertwined in their hearts. Neither dared to make a commotion and wake the child, much less offend the supreme ruler.

Deep inside the inner palace.

Jiang Yining completely ignored the subtle rivalry between the two outside.

She walked to the large table and, with a "whoosh," unfurled a top-secret map of the ley lines within the Canglan Realm.

The map is densely marked with the distribution of spiritual veins, black market strongholds, and trade routes of various major forces.

Jiang Yining's fingertips slowly traced the thickest and most prosperous trade routes.

No matter how winding and circuitous these trade routes may be, they all eventually converge in the same direction.

Her fingertips suddenly stopped, pressing on an area shrouded in thick fog.

Demon world.

"The Pill Tower controls all medicinal herbs in the world, the Ghost Domain controls the best Yin minerals, and the Star Spirit Clan controls cross-dimensional technology."

Jiang Yining muttered to herself, a chilling light flashing in her purple-gold eyes.

"But the true source of the entire commercial lifeline of the Middle Kingdom is not in these places at all."

Her fingertips tapped heavily on the massive map of the Dragon Palace in the Demon Realm.

The Dragon Palace of the Demon Realm!

That's where the largest and purest top-grade star crystal mine in the entire Canglan Realm is located.

"Crunch."

The heavy wooden door to the inner sanctuary was pushed open.

Moye strode in, carrying a sealed, specially made lead box in her mechanical hands.

The lead box was opened, and inside lay several high-level star cores, each about the size of a fist.

The surfaces of these star cores shimmered with a chilling, destructive light, and the terrifying energy fluctuations caused even the surrounding space to subtly distort and shatter.

"My lord. This was just extracted from the main engine of the wreckage." Mo Xie knelt on one knee, his voice devoid of emotion.

Jiang Yining stretched out her fair hand, without any protection, and directly grasped the crystals that were flashing with destructive light in her hand.

The violent energy instantly surged into her palm, attempting to tear her flesh apart, but was instantly suppressed by the immense vitality of the Myriad Spirits Divine Tree.

"very good."

She flipped her wrist and stored the star core in her top-grade storage ring.

This is the strongest trump card reserved for charging the subsequent star-energy cannons. Once the cannon array is complete, these few star cores will be a devastating deterrent capable of wiping out everything.

Jiang Yining turned her head back to look at the desk.

Mo Xie also handed over a jade slip earlier.

This is the latest daily list of formation resource consumption.

Jiang Yining probed with her divine sense and saw the long string of astronomical numbers that made her scalp crawl. Her brows furrowed slightly.

The fingertips gently tapped the jade table, producing a crisp "tap, tap" sound.

Such a huge resource gap forced her to find a super-rich investor as quickly as possible to fill this bottomless pit.

Her purple-gold eyes narrowed slightly, revealing an extremely dangerous calculation.

His gaze passed over the jade slip in front of him and was fixed on the diagram.

The location of the Dragon Palace in the Demon Realm.