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

The interdimensional immortal ship, like a purple-gold meteor, tore through the void of the Sea of ​​Reincarnation and sped towards Abandoned Star Island at full speed.

Inside the secret chamber deep within the fairy boat, the light was dim.

Jiang Yining sat cross-legged on the jade bed, her eyes tightly closed, an unnatural flush on her beautiful face. Beads of cold sweat slid down her smooth forehead and soaked into the hem of her purple-gold robe.

Back in the Soul-Devouring Abyss of the Demon Realm, she used the Myriad Spirits Divine Wood to forcibly devour the half-saint level essence of Elder Xingyuan. That immense and violent energy is currently rampaging through the meridians within her body.

"Ugh..." Jiang Yining let out a painful groan.

The transformation speed of the Myriad Spirits Divine Tree had reached its limit. The purple-gold Qi root was running wildly in the dantian, but it still could not completely suppress the violent laws belonging to the higher-dimensional world.

Her skin began to flush dangerously, and her meridians throbbed with pain, as if they were about to burst at any moment. She was on the verge of going mad with qi deviation, just a hair's breadth away.

"Squeak—"

The heavy stone door to the secret chamber was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

Gu Qinghan, dressed in white, strode into the secret room. When he saw Jiang Yining's condition on the cold jade bed, his usually calm and deep eyes narrowed instantly.

"Ning'er!"

Gu Qinghan arrived at the bedside almost instantly. Without the slightest hesitation, his tall and upright figure sat down cross-legged behind Jiang Yining.

"Don't be afraid, I am here."

His voice was low and husky, with a slight, almost imperceptible tremor. His large, warm hand, through the thin fabric of her clothes, rested steadily on Jiang Yining's back.

"Buzz—"

A stream of extremely pure and vast pure Yang true essence flowed continuously into Jiang Yining's body through Gu Qinghan's palm, attempting to help her regulate the violent semi-holy spirit power.

However, the ferocity of the Demi-Saint Origin far exceeded expectations.

The pure Yang true essence of extreme Yang collided violently with the energy mixed with the laws of the Star Abyss within Jiang Yining's narrow meridians.

"Ugh..." Jiang Yining let out a painful cry, her slender body trembled violently, and she involuntarily fell backward.

Gu Qinghan's breath hitched, and she subconsciously opened her arms.

The next instant, that soft, hot body fell perfectly into his broad, strong embrace.

The tip of her nose was instantly filled with a cool, delicate fragrance. It was Jiang Yining's unique scent, but now, due to the rise in her body temperature, it emitted a captivating, subtle aroma.

Jiang Yining's back was pressed tightly against Gu Qinghan's chest, and through the fabric, he could even clearly feel the astonishingly hot temperature of her skin.

Gu Qinghan's usually unwavering sword heart, at this moment, unexpectedly developed a tiny crack.

His Adam's apple bobbed violently, and the fingers gripping her shoulders tightened slightly, his knuckles turning white.

"Ning'er, concentrate and calm your mind." Gu Qinghan's voice was extremely hoarse, as if he was trying his best to suppress something. "Follow my true essence and guide your spiritual power back into your dantian."

Jiang Yining's long eyelashes trembled slightly as she slowly opened her eyes halfway.

Those usually cool and dignified purple-gold eyes were now shimmering with moisture, veiled in a hazy mist.

Instead of circulating her spiritual power as instructed, she turned her head slightly to the side.

Her slender white fingers reached out and accurately grabbed Gu Qinghan's shirt collar, pulling it forcefully.

Caught off guard, Gu Qinghan was forced to lower her head.

The distance between them instantly closed, their breaths mingling. Gu Qinghan could even feel her warm breath brushing against his chin, carrying a slightly alluring tickle.

"Qinghan..." Jiang Yining's red lips parted slightly, her voice as light as a feather, gently brushing against Gu Qinghan's heart, "Your true essence... is too cold."

She tilted her head slightly, her misty eyes meeting directly into Gu Qinghan's deep gaze.

"Closer."

boom--

Gu Qinghan felt as if a string of reason in her mind was about to completely collapse in that instant.

A turbulent emotion surged within his deep eyes. It was a suppressed obsession and possessiveness that, at this moment, was about to burst forth.

"Ning'er, do you know what you're saying?" Gu Qinghan gritted his teeth, each word seeming to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

He knew perfectly well that Jiang Yining was not fully conscious at the moment; it was a delusion brought on by the impending demonic possession. If he were to take advantage of her vulnerability now, he would be taking advantage of her in her moment of weakness.

But the soft, fragrant body in his arms, and the soft, murmuring call, were tearing at his reason.

Jiang Yining didn't answer, but tightened her grip on his clothes, pressed her burning cheek against his neck, and let out a satisfied sigh.

Gu Qinghan closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

In the end, he simply tightened his arms around Jiang Yining's waist, holding her even closer in his embrace.

"Alright, come closer."

He abandoned the domineering approach and instead gradually transformed that sharp, pure Yang energy into the gentlest and most enduring form.

He used his body heat and his continuous, gentle true essence, like spring rain nourishing all things, to soothe the turbulent semi-saint essence within Jiang Yining's body, little by little.

Time passed slowly in the secret room.

After an unknown amount of time, the dangerous flush on Jiang Yining's body finally subsided, and her breathing became steady and long.

The Myriad Spirits Divine Tree completely devoured and transformed that source, and her cultivation level was now firmly stabilized at the peak of the late stage of the Profound Light Realm.

Jiang Yining leaned against Gu Qinghan's chest and fell into a deep sleep.

Looking at her peaceful sleeping face, Gu Qinghan's restraint and forbearance finally transformed into an unyielding tenderness.

He carefully picked up Jiang Yining and gently placed her on the cold jade couch, covering her with a brocade quilt.

Just as she was about to get up and leave, Gu Qinghan noticed that something was tugging at the hem of her clothes.

He looked down and saw that Jiang Yining's slender white fingers were tightly gripping a piece of his clothes, and even in her sleep, she showed no sign of letting go.

Gu Qinghan's heart softened suddenly, and a helpless yet indulgent smile appeared on her lips.

He sat down again by the bed, letting her hold on, and didn't move.

Just as this rare tranquility was about to spread.

"Drip—drip—drip—"

Outside the secret room, Mo Xie's piercing, highest-level alarm suddenly rang out, shattering all ambiguity and tranquility.

"Mistress! Sword Master Gu! The interdimensional immortal ship has arrived at the outer perimeter of Abandoned Star Island!"

"Three gigantic interdimensional void rifts have appeared above Abandoned Star Island. The Star Abyss Ancient Clan's interdimensional immortal ship army has locked onto our coordinates, and the main cannons are charging!"