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

"Three hours, please hurry."

Mo Xie's reminder was still echoing in the corridor when Feng Liuyun scrambled out of the array room to search the secret vault.

Three hours later.

Inside the Xuan Yin Hall of Abandoned Star Island, Jiang Yining sat on the white jade throne, her elbows resting on the armrests, her gaze sweeping over the four men lined up in front of her.

Gu Qinghan stood on the left, having changed into a clean white shirt. Although her face was still pale, she was in good spirits.

Yu Luofeng leaned against the stone pillar, replacing the half-broken bone fan with a new black feather folding fan.

Ao Lin huddled on the far right, with a small flower sticker that Sanbao had drawn for him still stuck on his dragon horns.

Feng Liuyun stood at the very end, the red mark on her forehead still lingering, her peach blossom eyes filled with resentment.

In the center of the main hall, a long scroll of spiritual ink stretched for more than ten feet.

Erbao Chu Anyan stood on a small stool, holding a spirit pen, facing four big shots who were three heads taller than him. His purple eyes showed no trace of the innocence of a three-year-old child.

Erbao: (ㅍ_ㅍ)

"Settle the accounts before you set off."

He cleared his throat, and with a flick of his brush, the spirit ink characters on the long scroll rose into the air.

"Gu Qinghan, the Haotian Pure Yang Sword is broken, and reforging it will cost 50 million. Healing consumed three drops of his mother's Purple Gold Essence Blood, which is worth 30 million. The total is 80 million top-grade spirit crystals."

Gu Qinghan's expression remained unchanged, and she nodded slightly.

"Put it on my tab."

"Yu Luofeng, the Ghost King's Bone Fan was shattered, and the cost of reforging it is 30 million. Four stone pillars of the Array Pivot Hall were destroyed, and the repair cost is 8 million. The total is 38 million."

Yu Luofeng snorted coldly and twirled the folding fan in his palm.

"My bone fan was broken to protect your mother, how did it become a debt?"

Sanbao peeked out from beside Jiang Yining's knees, his baby voice loud and clear.

Three Treasures: (ง •̀_•́)ง

"Even if you protect it, you're still indebted! Who told you to break the fan! Mother said, what's spent must be repaid!"

Yu Luofeng's lips twitched, and he swallowed back the rebuttal that was about to come out.

Erbao turned a page, and Lingbi continued to tap.

"Ao Lin, the damage to the outer island's array patterns on the battlefield cost 500,000. The fallen purple-gold dragon scales soiled the plaza's paving stones, costing 2 million for cleaning. The True Dragon's power to heal consumed two drops of my mother's Chaos Essence Blood, worth 20 million. Adding to the previously accumulated debts, the total comes to 46 million."

Ao Lin: (╬ꐦ益ꐦ)

"What! I risked my life outside, bleeding profusely and almost died, and now I have to pay compensation when I get back?"

"The blood that was shed has been collected by Mo Xie and used in medicine, and its value has been reduced by 30% based on market price."

Erbao's purple eyes remained calm.

"Otherwise, you'd owe even more now."

Ao Lin felt a lump in his throat, unable to breathe, and his purple-gold dragon tail swished twice behind him.

"Phoenix Flowing Clouds".

Erbao turned the magic pen towards the last person.

"The Nirvana True Fire burned down three side halls, costing 40 million to rebuild. The door to the weapon-refining chamber was burned down twice, resulting in a total compensation of 6 million. Adding the corresponding nutritional subsidy for the consumption of the heart's essence blood this time... the total is 54 million."

Feng Liuyun: (T▽T)

"Five thousand four hundred... Even this young master doesn't have that much wealth!"

He raised his hand in an attempt to persuade them.

"Ning'er, I used up all my life essence to draw the array for you. Can you deduct that from my wages?"

Sanbao rushed over with his short legs, grabbed Feng Liuyun's clothes, and glared at him with his head tilted to the side.

"If you don't pay back your money, you scraggly bird, I'll pluck your tail feathers and make a broom!"

Da Bao emerged from behind a pillar, carrying the Anning Sword, and delivered a cold final blow.

Da Bao: ( ˘_˘ )

"The broom is too thick; it's perfect for polishing shoes."

Feng Liuyun's face fell instantly.

At the end of the scroll, Erbao drew a horizontal line with his brush and neatly wrote down the total.

"The four individuals owe a total of 98 million top-grade spirit crystals."

He turned to face Jiang Yining, his face stern.

"Mother, the accounts are clear, please take a look."

Jiang Yining leaned back in the white jade chair, her knuckles tapping the armrest idly, a slight smile playing on her lips.

"Remember this, not a single spirit crystal can be missing."

She stood up and glanced at the faces of the four debtors.

"Let's get down to business now."

The atmosphere inside the hall immediately became somber.

Jiang Yining walked to the array platform, placed her palm on top, and the projections of two light gates reappeared in the void.

"The Heavenly Mystery Remnant Market is holding Si Bao and Situ Kong, while the Ancient Moon of Qingqiu is imprisoning Wu Bao. Both locations will disappear within three days, so we must arrive at the same time before then."

She turned around, her back to the platform.

"I'm taking Gu Qinghan, Feng Liuyun, and Sanbao to the Tianji Remnant Market."

Gu Qinghan nodded slightly, and Feng Liuyun also put away his playful smile and straightened his expression.

"Ao Lin, Yu Luofeng, you two will take the lead and head to Qingqiu Guyue to explore the way."

The hall was quiet for two breaths.

Ao Lin: "What?"

Ao Lin's eyes widened.

"Am I really going to be traveling with this weird, eccentric old man again?"

Yu Luofeng: (¬‿¬)

Yu Luofeng rolled her eyes and slowly closed the folding fan in her palm.

"I don't want to travel with a brainless lizard either, thank you."

"Who are you calling a lizard!"

Ao Lin swept his dragon tail horizontally, and Yu Luofeng dodged to the side. The power of their laws collided silently in the air.

The candlesticks inside the hall swayed three times.

"Shameful."

Da Bao interjected calmly, twirling the Anning Sword halfway through his hand.

"A father who bites at his mother is not fit to go to war."

Ao Lin and Yu Luofeng were both choked.

The two exchanged a glance, then turned their faces away, quietly withdrawing their power of law.

Jiang Yining looked at the two of them, her tone leaving no room for negotiation.

"The Five Treasures' soul fire signal weakens by one point every hour. You two are the fastest on Abandoned Star Island. Going ahead to scout ahead can buy at least half a day for the rear."

Her gaze sliced ​​through the space between the two of them.

"If anyone utters another word, I'll have Mo Xie double the debt."

Ao Lin's lips moved, but he swallowed the words that were about to come out.

Yu Luofeng closed her folding fan, lowered her eyes, and said nothing more.

Mo Xie pushed the wheelchair forward at the right moment, with two small compasses glowing with a blood-red light and a repaired interdimensional spirit boat token on the mechanical arm.

"The interdimensional spirit ship has been repaired and is ready to set sail at any time. The two bloodline guiding compasses have been bound to the original aura of the Four Treasures and the Five Treasures."

Jiang Yining took the compass and tossed one side toward Yu Luofeng.

Yu Luofeng caught it with one hand, and his well-defined fingers flipped the compass to confirm the direction of the bloody light.

"We will set off in three hours."

Jiang Yining's gaze swept across the entire scene, landing on the four figures who had already begun packing up their respective magical treasures.

"Who's late...?"

She finished speaking, then slightly raised the corner of her lips.

All four men looked up at her at the same time.

"Cancel the evening herbal medicine."

Four figures vanished instantly at the palace entrance, their speed so fast that they left no afterimages.

Sanbao hugged Dabao's arm, tilted his head to look at the empty hall, and blinked his heterochromatic eyes.

"Mother, what kind of medicine is so potent?"

"Children shouldn't ask about adult matters."

Erbao nudged Sanbao's head, a shrewdness beyond his years appearing in his purple eyes.

"But Mother, they're quick on their way. Should we include a late penalty in the contract?"