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

"Zheng—!"

With the infusion of the last wisp of Nirvana Fire Essence, the core array suddenly burst forth with dazzling spiritual light. The intricate array patterns merged perfectly, completely announcing the completion of the forging of this core component, which was capable of transcending dimensional barriers.

Jiang Yining gently exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the purple-gold law light surrounding her body slowly subsided.

The two finally separated slightly from the extremely ambiguous state of deep spiritual fusion that had lasted for several hours. Jiang Yining raised her hand and casually straightened her clothes, which had become somewhat disheveled due to their close contact, and once again concealed her alluring snow-white collarbone.

Feng Liuyun, slumped on the refining platform, was like a young beast whose strength had been drained, panting heavily. His watery eyes were still fixed on Jiang Yining, and the morbid infatuation in his eyes could not be concealed.

At this very moment.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a terrifying surge of pure Yang sword energy emanated from the incredibly thick purple-gold dragon-slaying stone door of the secret chamber, a door so heavy that even a True Monarch Realm expert would find it difficult to forcibly break through.

Immediately following, accompanied by a tooth-grinding metallic tearing sound, the door was actually cleaved open by an extremely violent sword intent. Then, Gu Qinghan coldly said "Checking the progress" as an excuse to forcefully push it open a crack from the outside.

Gu Qinghan, dressed in white, exuded a terrifying chill that could freeze the void, and strode into the secret chamber with a cold face.

However, when his gaze swept across the scene inside the secret room, the Pure Yang Sword Master, who was always unfazed even when Mount Tai collapsed before him, lost all composure in an instant!

Before my eyes, I saw the dignified young master of the Phoenix Clan, Feng Liuyun, lying slumped on the refining platform, his clothes disheveled and his face weak. A strange flush remained on his handsome face, and he was panting heavily, looking as if he had just experienced some kind of strenuous exercise that was hard to talk about.

Standing to the side, Jiang Yining had already straightened her collar, but her beautiful face was flushed with an alluring blush from exercise, and glistening sweat slid down her slender neck. She exuded a languid and charming aura that made one's blood boil.

"What are you doing?!"

Gu Qinghan's eyes were instantly overwhelmed by a surging, possessive desire. The temperature around him plummeted to an absolute freezing point, and layers of azure frost even began to condense on the walls of the secret room.

His cold, indifferent eyes were fixed on Jiang Yining, as if he wanted to devour her alive. The Haotian Chunyang Sword in his hand emitted a piercing sword cry, and the terrifying killing intent almost materialized, locking onto Feng Liuyun, who was slumped on the platform.

Just then, Yu Luofeng, who was outside the door, also poked half of his body in.

This extremely yin ghost king from the Nine Netherworlds, fearing nothing more than a peaceful world, wore an extremely wicked sneer on his pale face, deliberately drawing out his words to fan the flames: "Oh dear, Sword Master Gu, you rushed in so hastily, I'm afraid you've disturbed Ning'er and Young Master Feng's good time, haven't you? Look at the erotic atmosphere filling this room, and the green light above your head is even more dazzling than the fire in the weapon-refining furnace."

"Yu Luofeng, you're asking for death!" Gu Qinghan turned around abruptly, his sword energy erupting and cleaving the stone pillar behind him in two.

"What? Did I hit a nerve and you're getting angry?" Yu Luofeng laughed instead of getting angry, his ghost-faced folding fan flying in the air, his eyes full of schadenfreude.

Faced with the escalating chaos that threatened to overturn the entire Xuan Yin Hall, Jiang Yining remained completely calm.

She slightly raised her beautiful eyebrows, watching the two men's jealousy and rivalry for a moment as if watching a play, before confidently taking long strides and slowly walking up to Gu Qinghan.

She stretched out her fair, jade-like hand, without using any spiritual power, and gently touched Gu Qinghan's chest, which was as taut as a rock, with her cool fingertips.

"What's all the noise about?"

Jiang Yining's voice was soft and melodious, yet it possessed an irresistible charm. "Gu Qinghan, do you lack confidence in me, or in yourself?"

Her fingertips traced circles on Gu Qinghan's chest, seemingly unintentionally. She tiptoed closer to his ear and whispered softly, in a voice only the two of them could hear: "Just a worthless bird that has to sell its essence to stay by my side. Is it really worth you, the dignified Pure Yang Sword Master, getting so angry? In the past few hours, I haven't let him touch a single hair. Don't you know who's in my heart?"

These gentle yet highly seductive words were like a timely rain, instantly extinguishing the nameless rage that was about to erupt in Gu Qinghan's heart.

The pure Yang sword energy, which was originally powerful enough to tear the secret chamber apart, miraculously subsided under Jiang Yining's fingertips.

However, Gu Qinghan's jealousy was still difficult to completely quell.

He looked at Jiang Yining's flushed cheeks, then glanced at Feng Liuyun, who was still panting heavily not far away, and a dark glint flashed wildly in his eyes.

The next second, Gu Qinghan grabbed Jiang Yining's wrist with astonishing force.

"The Phoenix Clan's Nirvana True Fire is exceptionally domineering and easily damages the meridians." Gu Qinghan gritted his teeth and casually fabricated a clichéd but irrefutable excuse. "Ning'er has just completed weapon forging, and there may be accumulated evil fire in her body. I must personally 'examine your body' just in case."

Without giving Jiang Yining a chance to refuse, and ignoring Yu Luofeng's sarcastic mockery outside the door, Gu Qinghan forcibly pulled her and strode towards the private lounge next door.

As soon as he entered the room, Gu Qinghan slammed the door shut with a "bang," then pressed Jiang Yining hard against the wall and interrogated her through gritted teeth.