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

Several days later, the interdimensional immortal ship pierced through the thick clouds, its hull leaving a dazzling streak of light, and finally landed smoothly on the array plate in the center of Abandoned Star Island.

The purple-gold array that enveloped the island opened, silently welcoming its master's return.

The sea breeze, brimming with vitality, rushes towards you, its salty dampness carrying the fresh scent of grass and trees, washing away the weariness of your soul.

The star-patterned toxin in Sanbao's body was completely removed, and his recovery speed was astonishingly fast.

In just over ten days, she had shaken off all her weakness and began a life of dominance on Abandoned Star Island.

From the blazing furnace of the Divine Weapon Pavilion to the century-old immortal herbs glistening with dew by the fields of spiritual herbs, every corner of the island bears the imprint of her tiny footprints.

The four men who were powerful enough to turn the tide in the Canglan Realm had to take turns looking after this energetic little guy.

On the open ground outside the Divine Weapon Pavilion, a farcical scene is unfolding.

Ao Lin was forced to transform into a half-dragon form. His true dragon body, which should have been awe-inspiring, was now reduced to a mount exclusively for the Three Treasures.

Sanbao rode steadily on Aolin's broad dragon back, her two little hands tightly gripping the pair of dragon horns that shimmered with purple-gold luster, like a victorious female general.

Her heterochromatic eyes, one black and one red, were filled with excitement, and the red lotus mark between her brows shone brightly.

"Giddy up! Go over there!" Sanbao shouted excitedly, kicking his calves hard twice on Ao Lin's hard dragon scales, making a crisp sound.

Ao Lin's rugged face twitched, and a suppressed growl escaped his throat.

He, the mighty Dragon King of the Demon Realm, had never been treated like this before; it was an utter disgrace.

But the thought of Jiang Yining's cold, purple-gold eyes extinguished Ao Lin's anger as if doused with ice water. He could only let out a muffled dragon roar and resignedly start walking, carrying this little ancestor towards the medicinal field.

"Ao Lin, be careful, don't jostle her." Feng Liuyun's voice came from the veranda beside him. He was carrying an exquisite jade tray and walking with elegant steps.

The jade plate held a phoenix-tailed spirit fish that had just been roasted with Nirvana True Fire. The fish meat was an enticing golden color, and its surface was filled with pure fire-type spiritual energy.

"Little fellow, come and taste my cooking." Feng Liuyun held the jade plate up to Sanbao, his voice laced with pride.

Sanbao smelled the domineering aroma of the burnt food, immediately slid off Ao Lin's back, and took a big bite.

The next second, her whole little face scrunched up, she suddenly stuck out her tongue, and frantically fanned her mouth with her little hands.

"It's burning! It's burning me to death!" Sanbao complained with tears in his eyes, his eyes instantly turning red.

Feng Liuyun sighed helplessly. His Nirvana True Fire was extremely domineering, and ordinary cultivators could hardly even get close to it. Now, however, he could only use it for such delicate work.

The young master of the Phoenix Clan puffed out his cheeks without any regard for his image and carefully blew on the piece of fish until it cooled down before handing it over again.

In a pavilion not far away, Yu Luofeng was playing with a newly crafted ghost-face folding fan.

The fan ribs are made of ancient, submerged wood, and the fan surface exudes a sinister aura, making it a rare and deadly weapon.

After Sanbao finished eating the fish, his eyes darted around, and he ran like the wind to Yu Luofeng's side, snatching the folding fan from her.

"I want to play this too!" Sanbao imitated Yu Luofeng and forcefully flung the folding fan out.

She had extremely poor control over her strength. The folding fan, which made a whistling sound as it cut through the air, did not hover in the air but instead turned into a black shadow and shot straight at Gu Qinghan, who was wiping his sword.

Gu Qinghan didn't even look up, casually stretching out two fingers of her right hand.

With a soft "snap," the folding fan, imbued with extremely yin and ghostly energy, was firmly clamped between his fingers. The ghostly energy on the fan ribs instantly froze, unable to move any further.

Yu Luofeng's heart skipped a beat, but he dared not speak.

Gu Qinghan raised his eyes and looked at Sanbao, who had run over to ask for the fan. He ignored him and tossed the folding fan back to Yu Luofeng.

Then, he casually plucked a bamboo stalk from beside the pavilion, flicked it with his sword finger to trim off the excess branches and leaves, and handed it to Sanbao.

"A sword is more practical than those fancy things." Gu Qinghan's tone remained cold, but his movements were gentle.

He stood up and slowly demonstrated a basic sword move called "Immortal Points the Way" with the Haotian Sword in his hand.

Although Sanbao is mischievous, his talent in cultivation is astonishing.

She gripped the bamboo stick tightly, mimicking Gu Qinghan's movements, and thrust her tender arm forward with a sudden movement.

A domineering and unparalleled chaotic demonic energy shot out from the spirit bamboo, directly blasting the bluestone slab in front of it, along with half of the pavilion's stone pillars, into dust.

The foundation of the Chaos Demon Body is beginning to show its power at this moment.

A hint of undisguised amazement flashed in Gu Qinghan's icy eyes.

Yu Luofeng, Ao Lin, and Feng Liuyun also stopped what they were doing, their faces showing shock.

It's not without reason that the Protoss covet this child's bloodline.

On the jade platform at the highest point of the pavilion, Jiang Yining was leaning back on a soft couch, sipping spiritual tea. She took in the harmonious scene below, a gentle smile playing on her lips.

With her mind at ease and nourished by the abundant spiritual energy of Abandoned Star Island, the long-dormant Divine Tree within her dantian finally fully revived.

The purplish-gold vitality flowed through her meridians, nourishing her entire body. Her originally pale complexion regained its rosy hue, and her cultivation level even showed signs of another breakthrough.

Gu Qinghan walked up to the jade platform and sat down next to Jiang Yining, his gaze following the three treasures below that had lost their spirit bamboo.

"Her talent far surpasses yours and mine." Gu Qinghan's voice was low, tinged with a hint of emotion.

"Of course, look who her daughter is." Jiang Yining's tone was somewhat proud as she poured Gu Qinghan a cup of tea with fluid movements.

Gu Qinghan took the teacup, and his fingertips accidentally touched the back of her hand. The delicate touch made him pause slightly.

Jiang Yining seemed oblivious, withdrawing her hand and gazing at the distant horizon.

"Gu Qinghan, how long has it been since we sat down quietly like this?"

"It's been a long time," Gu Qinghan replied, his gaze never leaving her profile. "From the day you left Tianyan Sect."

Jiang Yining turned her head, and in her purple-gold eyes, Gu Qinghan's cold and aloof features were reflected.

"Thank you, Qinghan. All these years, if it weren't for you..."

"There's no need to say all that," Gu Qinghan interrupted her. "I only do what I think I should do."

He paused, then continued, "The Protoss won't let this go. We must increase our strength as soon as possible and find the other children."

When the other two children were mentioned, Jiang Yining's eyes instantly sharpened.

"I know."

At this moment, Sanbao dusted off his hands, ran up the jade platform like a gust of wind, and fell onto Jiang Yining's knees.

"Mommy, Uncle Gu said I practiced very well!" Sanbao looked up, his forehead covered in fine beads of sweat, eager to show off.

"Our three treasures are naturally excellent." Jiang Yining put down her teacup, took out a handkerchief, and carefully wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Sanbao leaned comfortably against her lap, his big eyes darting around, revealing a cleverness beyond his years.

"Mother, where are my eldest brother and second brother? When will we find them?" Sanbao grabbed Jiang Yining's sleeve, asking with great curiosity.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yining paused slightly in wiping her sweat.

She raised her head, her gaze passing over the array light barrier of Abandoned Star Island, looking towards the unfathomable depths of Meteor Abyss.

Those purple-gold eyes churned with a depth and longing that was difficult for ordinary people to fathom.

"Them..." Jiang Yining's voice was extremely soft, filled with endless tenderness and strength.

"They are even more powerful than you. Your eldest brother was born with a body of thunder and sword bones, and your second brother was born with the Purple Emperor Qi protecting him."

Jiang Yining gently stroked Sanbao's soft hair and spoke slowly, word by word.

"Don't worry, Mother will bring them back soon. No matter how terrible the place they're locked up in, Mother will break down that cage."