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

"Hand over the Chaos Demon Child."

As the hollow child's voice fell, three of the seven seals on the spirit box suddenly shattered.

Dark golden mist surged from the crack, condensing into a semi-transparent phantom of a child. The phantom was covered with patterns of laws that did not belong to the Canglan Realm, and a dark golden vertical pupil was embedded between its brows, staring intently at the three treasures sleeping on the bed.

Jiang Yining tightened her grip, pulling the little one in her arms closer to her back.

Gu Qinghan had already positioned herself in front of the bed.

The broken sword's edge lay across his body, the pure Yang sword intent transforming into a frosty barrier. His entire body was pressed down by the oppressive force, his joints cracking, a trickle of blood seeping from his chin, yet he did not retreat a single step.

"A mere ant in the Dao Inquiry Realm." The boy's illusory figure turned to Gu Qinghan with its dark golden vertical pupils, its tone hollow, "Does it even deserve to stand before me?"

Gu Qinghan's knuckles turned white as he gripped the sword, but his frosty eyes showed no sign of retreat. "As long as I'm standing, you won't be able to touch her."

"Qinghan," Jiang Yining's voice came from behind him, slightly hoarse, "Step back."

"Ning'er, I..."

"Listen to me." Her tone left no room for argument.

Gu Qinghan gritted his teeth but didn't move. He simply held the broken sword more tightly, the blade emitting a piercing clang under the crushing force of the laws.

The boy's illusory, dark golden vertical pupils swept over Jiang Yining, and his hollow voice rang out again: "The mother tree has committed treason. The Myriad Spirits Divine Tree within you was originally a forbidden object left behind in the mortal realm by the divine realm. You have used it as a foundation to steal karma and conceive a rebellious child, thus violating the heavenly laws."

"Heavenly Laws?" Jiang Yining slowly stood up and placed the three treasures in her arms on the couch.

The red birthmark between her brows shimmered with a purple-gold luster, and the chaotic laws of the semi-saint realm silently circulated around her. "Your so-called heavenly laws are nothing but an excuse used by the divine realm to enslave the lower realms."

The boy's illusory figure narrowed its dark golden vertical pupils slightly. "You have indeed awakened the Laws of Chaos. Unfortunately, the more thoroughly you awaken them, the more dangerous your bloodline descendants become."

Its gaze returned to the three treasures on the couch. "The Chaos Demon Child is a forbidden product born from the Mother Tree's reverse cultivation after it devoured the top-tier origins from all directions. Her existence will shake the foundation of the Divine Realm."

"So?" Jiang Yining took a step forward.

"Hand over the Chaos Demon Child, and I may spare the lives of your remaining bloodline." The voice of the child's phantom remained hollow, yet it carried an undeniable air of authority. "If you refuse, the Law of Extinction of Cause and Effect will annihilate all your descendants."

Sanbao on the couch suddenly opened his eyes.

A pair of heterochromatic eyes suddenly lit up in the dim light; the left eye was pure black, and the right eye was blood red. The red lotus mark between her brows erupted with dense chaotic demonic energy, like an enraged young beast.

"Who's going to arrest me?" Sanbao's childish voice rang out in the bedroom.

She climbed off the bed, hands on her hips, glaring fiercely at the boy's phantom. "You big-eyed little lackey, if you dare touch my mother, I'll twist your head off and use it as a ball!"

The boy's phantom pupils, dark gold and vertical, suddenly contracted. "The Chaos Demon Child has actually awakened its own consciousness..."

"Awaken my ass!" Sanbao's face turned red with anger, and a black and red beam of light burst forth from the red lotus between his eyebrows, heading straight for the boy's phantom.

The beam of light clashed violently with the laws of nature.

The walls of the entire bedroom cracked inch by inch, and the teacups on the jade table shattered into dust. Gu Qinghan's protective barrier of pure yang energy trembled violently under the combined attack of the two forces. He groaned, and more blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Jiang Yining did not make a move.

She simply stood there quietly, watching the chaotic demonic energy of the Three Treasures clash fiercely with the laws of the boy's illusory image.

The boy's illusory figure was forced back several feet by the black and red pillar of light, a hint of surprise flashing in his dark golden vertical pupils.

"The chaotic power within you is even purer than I anticipated..."

"Of course!" Sanbao proudly puffed out his little chest. "My mother is the most powerful woman in the world, so naturally I'm the most powerful woman in the world too!"

The illusory figure of the child remained silent for a moment, then its hollow voice rang out again. "The mother tree has betrayed you; do you truly refuse to hand it over?"

Jiang Yining finally moved.

She raised her right hand, and a purple-gold leaf pattern appeared in her palm.

That was the core imprint of the Myriad Spirits Divine Tree, facing off against the dark golden vertical pupils of the boy's phantom.

"I'll say this one last time." Her voice was soft, yet it carried the unique pressure of a semi-saint realm, "My child, no one can take him away."

The boy's illusory figure's dark golden vertical pupils suddenly lit up. "Since that's the case, then I'll let you witness firsthand what the extinction of cause and effect truly means."

Its body suddenly swelled, and the dark golden mist transformed into countless chains that coiled around the three treasures.

Jiang Yining's eyes turned cold, and the purple-gold leaf patterns on her palm suddenly bloomed.

Dozens of divine tree vines, gleaming with a purplish-gold luster, burst forth from the sky, instantly entangling the illusory figure of the boy. The devouring laws on the vines operated wildly, gradually drawing away the aura from the illusory figure's body.

The phantom of the child struggled violently, its dark golden vertical pupils filled with resentment.

"You cannot kill me; I am merely a fragment of the divine will..."

"Can't be killed?" Jiang Yining's lips curled slightly. "When did I ever say I wanted to kill you?"

The purple-gold leaf patterns on her palm suddenly tightened.

The divine tree vines suddenly contracted, crushing the boy's illusory figure into a ball of dark golden light. Jiang Yining flipped her hand, resealing the ball of light into the Sevenfold Spirit Box, and then adding seven more seals.

Silence finally returned to the bedroom.

Sanbao threw himself into Jiang Yining's arms, his little hands clutching her clothes tightly. "Mommy, that big-eyed little follower is so annoying."

Jiang Yining rubbed her head, but didn't say anything.

She closed her eyes and examined Sanbao's physical condition through her internal vision.

Then, her brows furrowed suddenly.

Deep within Sanbao's soul, a dark golden curse mark was slowly rotating. It was the tracking curse mark left behind by the boy's phantom before it dissipated, and it had completely merged with Sanbao's life force.

As long as Sanbao is alive, the Divine Realm can pinpoint her location at any time.

Jiang Yining opened her eyes, looked at the innocent little child in her arms, and a cold glint flashed in her eyes.

"Mother?" Sanbao looked up at his mother, his heterochromatic eyes filled with dependence. "What's wrong?"

"It's alright." Jiang Yining hugged her tighter, her voice gentle. "Mother will protect you."

Gu Qinghan leaned against the crumbling wall, his broken sword embedded in the ground for support. He looked at the three treasures in Jiang Yining's arms, then at her tightly pursed lips, his voice hoarse: "Ning'er, the cursed seal..."

"I know," Jiang Yining interrupted him.

Her gaze fell on the Sevenfold Spirit Box: "What the Divine Realm wants has never been just a child."