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

"Yes! I will obey the mistress's decree!"

As Jiang Yining's extremely cold command descended from the heavens, the entire garrison of Abandoned Star Island instantly erupted in a roar that shook the very sky!

"The mistress said, leave no one alive! Give them a good beating!"

"Fire! Fire!"

Mo Xie's extremely cold, mechanical voice instantly took over the island's fire control center. Five thousand already loaded star-energy heavy cannons unleashed a deafening roar at the same time!

"Boom boom boom boom boom!"

Five thousand dark blue beams of destructive light, like five thousand swords tearing the heavens and earth apart, surged upwards with terrifying heat capable of evaporating the oceans! The Protoss warships that were desperately trying to escape into the spatial rifts had no time to make any evasive maneuvers.

"No! The shield is low on energy!"

"The jump portal has been cut off by fire! We're finished..."

The Protoss commander's desperate screams abruptly ended on the communication channel.

The extremely precise concentrated fire instantly tore apart the dozens of fleeing main warships! The massive warships exploded in mid-air, turning into countless dazzling fireballs, as bright as miniature suns.

The wreckage, trailing billowing black smoke, resembled a spectacular shower of steel meteors, crashing into the deep sea.

Not a single warship escaped; the Protoss's elite fleet was completely annihilated in this sea area!

The war ended with an unprecedented and overwhelming victory for Abandoned Star Island!

"We won! We won!"

"The Protoss have been wiped out! We survived!"

The entire Abandoned Star Island erupted in cheers. Countless desperados and defenders embraced and wept, celebrating wildly this seemingly impossible, heaven-defying battle.

Behind this revelry, the war machine of Abandoned Star Island continues to operate with extreme efficiency.

"Cleanup order issued. All puppets, move out."

Mo Xie stood on the high platform, issuing commands with extreme composure.

As he finished speaking, the gates of the underground arsenal roared open. Tens of thousands of specially made metal golems, like tireless worker ants, surged out of the base in dense swarms.

They moved with extreme efficiency, quickly diving into the deep sea or flying into the air, dragging the piles of Protoss warship wreckage, rare superalloy armor, and not-yet-completely-damaged power cores back to the underground arsenal piece by piece and ship by ship.

The technological remnants of the Protoss race are priceless treasures to the Azure Realm. With the massive influx of resources, the scale of the underground arms factory on Abandoned Star Island is visibly expanding wildly, more than doubling in size!

The terrifying speed at which war could generate wealth sent chills down everyone's spine.

Several hours later.

Inside the Xuan Yin Hall, the smoke and fire of the battle outside had not completely dissipated, and the air was still filled with a strong smell of blood and burnt metal.

Jiang Yining had changed into a brand-new purple-gold robe and sat languidly and arrogantly on the white jade throne. She rested her chin on one hand, and her clear, cold eyes revealed an all-knowing indifference.

And beneath the throne, amidst the bloodstains and rubble.

Gu Qinghan, Yu Luofeng, Su Chenzhou, and Ao Lin, these four top men who could cause a major earthquake with a mere stomp of their feet in the Canglan Realm, were now kneeling on one knee in utter humility.

Their severe injuries had not yet healed, and their clothes were stained with blood and dust, making them look extremely disheveled. But in front of Jiang Yining, they didn't dare to even breathe loudly, all bowing their heads, waiting quietly and obediently for the woman on the throne to bestow her reward.

This scene of absolute female supremacy and male subservience perfectly showcases Jiang Yining's supreme authority.

"Madam, this is a complete list of all the resources captured in this battle. Please take a look."

Moye walked to the throne and respectfully presented a jade slip that shimmered with light.

Jiang Yining casually took the jade slip, her fingertips moving across it idly as she flipped through the astronomical figures that would drive any super sect mad with envy.

"Gu Qinghan, you led the Frost Order Legion to defend the eastern array's core, burning your lifespan to withstand the Star Spear—your contribution is considerable." Jiang Yining spoke calmly, her voice carrying the air of a superior who combined favor and authority. "The three hundred newly discovered spiritual veins in the eastern sea area, as well as the thirty percent of the Star Spirit Clan's elixir reserves captured, are all under your jurisdiction. In addition, I bestow upon you a Foundation Strengthening Fruit condensed from the Myriad Spirit Divine Wood to replenish your lifespan."

"Qinghan, thank you for your kindness, Ning'er. This life will always be yours." A fervent joy flashed in Gu Qinghan's eyes, and he bowed his head deeply with utmost respect.

"Yu Luofeng, your Half-Saint Ghost Lotus did a good job blocking things. The mining rights in the western area, along with the 20% of weapons seized, belong to your Ghost King Palace." Jiang Yining continued to distribute the spoils coldly.

"I would gladly die for you. Consider this reward a treat for those good-for-nothing subordinates." A sickly smile appeared on Yu Luofeng's pale face as he greedily inhaled Jiang Yining's scent in the air.

"Su Chenzhou, quite a few array plates were destroyed, weren't they? I'll double the research and development funds for the new array patterns in the underground arsenal." Jiang Yining casually outlined the distribution ratio of the spoils.

With just a few casual words, she divided up that staggering wealth, ruthlessly reshuffling the power structure of the surrounding seas and even the entire Canglan Realm.

Finally, Jiang Yining's gaze slowly shifted and landed on Ao Lin, who was kneeling at the very edge, the most seriously injured, and barely able to maintain his human form.

Ao Lin felt Jiang Yining's gaze and his heart skipped a beat.

He remembered how he had recklessly transformed into a dragon to crash into that star spear, and how he had risked his life for her. She had once said that as long as he obediently acted as a "miner," she would reward him tenfold with the spoils.

Thinking of this, an extremely strong sense of anticipation and longing involuntarily rose in Ao Lin's dark golden eyes.

"Ao Lin." Jiang Yining's red lips curved slightly, her tone carrying an extremely insincere praise, "This time when the Star Spirit Clan attacked, the strength of your Dragon Palace did indeed play a huge role. You even acted as a meat shield to block that attack, which shows your dedication."

"Ning'er... I only ask to stay by your side..." Ao Lin's voice was hoarse as he pleaded in an extremely humble manner.

"I'm a man of clear rewards and punishments. I will certainly not go back on my word about the tenfold reward I promised you."

Jiang Yining sneered and casually flicked her hand downwards.

"Boom!"

With a loud thud, a "trophy" as large as a small mountain was violently slammed into front of Ao Lin, raising a cloud of dust and even causing Ao Lin's already heavily injured body to take half a step back.

Ao Lin stared intently, filled with excitement.

When he finally saw the true nature of the "tenfold return" promise before him, he was struck dumb, frozen in place.

That's not a spiritual vein, not a divine weapon, and certainly not a top-grade elixir!

What it was was a small mountain made up of a charred, leaking engine salvaged from a Protoss warship, along with a pile of scrap metal that emitted no spiritual energy whatsoever!

This is the "tenfold return" Jiang Yining promised! A pile of worthless industrial waste!

"This...this is my reward?"

Looking at the pile of rubble before him, Ao Lin's chest began to heave violently. He felt as if he had been slapped hundreds of times in public, and the light in his eyes, which had been full of longing and expectation, dimmed and shattered in an instant.

The extreme humiliation of being deceived, used, and treated like trash tore at his heart like a venomous snake.

He, the mighty Dragon King of the Demon Realm, squandered his fortune and risked his life for her, only to be rewarded with a pile of scrap metal that even dogs wouldn't want!

Ao Lin clenched his fists tightly within his tattered sleeves, his knuckles turning pale from the excessive force, his sharp nails digging deeply into the flesh of his palms, blood dripping from between his fingers onto the floor tiles, yet he seemed to feel no pain whatsoever.

Ao Lin raised his head and met Jiang Yining's mocking gaze from the throne. All his resentment could only turn into an extremely humiliating silence. He gritted his teeth and didn't dare to utter a single word of protest.