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

"Splash..."

Gravel and dust fell in a flurry.

Ao Lin slid awkwardly to the ground along the wall covered with spiderweb-like cracks. He clutched his chest, which felt like he had broken a dozen ribs, and gasped for breath, blood constantly trickling from the corner of his mouth.

However, Qibao on the soft couch didn't even glance at him.

The little one turned his head away in disgust, pouted, and let out a dissatisfied hum. He snuggled into Jiang Yining's warm embrace, his little hands gripping his mother's clothes tightly, revealing a nature that only recognized his mother, was hostile to his own father, and was protective of his own.

In his bloodline understanding, only the mother who gave birth to him was his only support. As for the man who exuded a faint aura of the same origin, he was nothing more than a stranger who dared to rely on his mother.

Jiang Yining looked at Ao Lin embedded in the wall, then looked down at the obedient Qi Bao in her arms, and chuckled with satisfaction: "Good job. Disobedient dogs deserve to be taught a lesson like this."

Just then.

A series of rhythmic metallic footsteps came from outside the hall.

Mo Xie's tall, cold mechanical body strode into the hall. He ignored the pitiful Ao Lin on the ground and respectfully knelt on one knee before Jiang Yining's soft couch.

"Mistress, your subordinate has come to report the latest results of the battle on Abandoned Star Island." Mo Xie's cold, mechanical voice carried a rare hint of barely concealed excitement.

"Speak," Jiang Yining said casually, stroking Qibao's back.

"Through this volume of frenzied accumulation and resource acquisition, utilizing the vast resources of the Star Spirit Clan and the Demon Realm Dragon Palace, the production capacity of our underground armory has surpassed the historical record of the Canglan Realm!"

Mo Xie skillfully pulled up the data on the light screen: "Currently, the Jiang family's vast business empire has completely monopolized 90% of the star element mineral veins and elixir trade in the outer seas. Our star energy heavy artillery reserves exceed 100,000 pieces, and we have 3,000 new array-patterned warships! Whether in terms of financial resources or military equipment, our empire has completely crushed all the surrounding super sects and ancient forces!"

Mo Xie paused, then his mechanical eyes erupted with a frenzied red light: "From this day forward, Abandoned Star Island officially becomes an absolute and undeniable super overlord of the Middle Realm! Anyone who dares to disobey can be wiped off the dimensional map at any time!"

Listening to this shocking data report.

A flicker of ultimate pleasure, a sense of complete control, flashed in Jiang Yining's cool eyes. This was the culmination of her meticulous scheming and relentless exploitation of these four top male leads to extract resources!

At this moment, Ao Lin, who had been lying in the corner, finally covered his swollen cheek and struggled to get up from the ground.

He was slapped away by his own son, breaking his ribs, but instead of showing any anger, he stared at Qibao in Jiang Yining's arms like a madman, his mouth full of blood.

"Wow...what domineering spatial laws! No wonder he's my son, Ao Lin's son!" Ao Lin stared at the little fleshy ball that was disgusted with him, his face full of pride and morbid fanaticism. He just stood there, covering his swollen cheeks, grinning like a slave who had completely lost his dignity.

After an incense stick has burned.

Above the main hall of the Xuan Yin Palace on Abandoned Star Island.

Jiang Yining had already changed into a luxurious purple-gold robe that symbolized absolute power. The robe was embroidered with intricate array patterns using ancient stardust threads, which perfectly accentuated her exquisite figure and superior aura.

She held the sleeping Qibao steadily in one arm, and slowly walked up the white jade steps to the white jade throne at the top, where she sat down gracefully.

Below the main hall.

Gu Qinghan, dressed in white stained with blood, concealed all her pride and coldness.

Yu Luofeng put away her dark schemes, her pale face showing only extreme obedience.

Su Chenzhou knelt perfectly, his lifeless eyes filled only with utter submission.

Although half of Ao Lin's face was swollen, he obediently knelt at the very edge.

These four once-powerful male protagonists, who could cause a major earthquake with a mere stomp of their feet in the Canglan Realm, were now willingly and humbly kneeling at her feet. They didn't even dare to raise their heads, but could only devoutly kiss the jade floor beneath her feet.

Jiang Yining coldly looked down at the four men below.

From a fugitive who was initially hunted down and could only flee from place to place, to a super overlord who now holds the power of life and death and dominates the Middle Realm.

All the conspiracies, schemes, ruthless plundering, betrayals, and vicious counterattacks along the way have ultimately transformed into the supreme power that she now firmly holds in her hands.

This ultimate experience of trampling once-invincible powerhouses underfoot, stripping them of all their resources to nurture her own bloodline—a process of leaving the child while discarding the father—gave her immense comfort. She looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction, a breathtakingly perfect smile slowly curving her lips.

At this very moment of ascending to the pinnacle of power and enjoying the submission of all!

"Buzz!"

The enormous Myriad Spirits Divine Tree within Jiang Yining's body suddenly experienced a subtle yet intense tremor.

This tremor did not originate from the power of the Azure Realm at all!

She keenly sensed a hidden causal pull from a higher level, transcending the barriers of endless planes. It was an ancient, vast force, as if summoning some destiny from the depths of her soul.

Jiang Yining slowly raised her head.

Her deep, cold eyes pierced through the dome of the Xuan Yin Palace and through the dark clouds of the Canglan Realm, precisely looking towards the other side of the endless void—that vast direction belonging to the legendary divine realm.

On the battlefield of higher dimensions, those beings who truly control heaven and earth seem to have already noticed the rise of this anomaly.

The hall was utterly silent; you could hear a pin drop. The four men kneeling below deliberately slowed their breathing, as if afraid to disturb their sovereign on the throne.

Jiang Yining calmly withdrew her gaze from the Divine Realm.

Her slender, pale fingers casually and absentmindedly played with the ancient Sea-Stabilizing Pearl in her hand, which emitted a deep blue glow.