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

"You old bastard, you dare to lay a hand on my wife and daughters? You'll pay with your life!"

Bai Ze stood barefoot on the shattered white jade steps.

With each step forward, a shocking bloodstain was left on the pure white stone slab.

The silver armor that once exuded the aura of a supreme being from the demon realm was now shattered into several pieces, barely hanging on his wounded body.

The wound on his abdomen was so deep that the bone was visible, and dark red blood trickled down his pale, paper-white skin.

Even though his eerily handsome face was covered in mud and blood, it still exuded a breathtakingly tragic beauty.

What's most chilling is that the nine fox tails behind him, which originally symbolized the pure bloodline of the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox, have now been broken off at the root, seven of them.

Only two tattered tails remained, drooping helplessly behind them, dripping thick blood.

"Father."

Wu Bao nestled in San Bao's arms, looking at Bai Ze's appearance, tears streaming down her face.

The little girl struggled to lunge forward, but Sanbao used his uninjured hand to tightly hug his sister's waist.

"Fifth Sister, don't go! Father is beating up bad guys."

Sanbao, with his heterochromatic eyes (one black and one red), soothed her in a childish voice.

Granny Yue stood atop the steps, her murky eyes fixed on Bai Ze, and let out a piercing, cold laugh.

"Bai Ze, in order to break free from the Soul-Locking Nails underground, you actually risked severing your seven tails."

The old woman leaned on her silver rattan cane, her tone full of undisguised mockery.

"You can't even hold on with your early Mahayana cultivation level. What will you use to save my life?"

"A boastful piece of trash."

Bai Ze ignored Granny Yue's sarcasm and slowly raised his long, narrow, and affectionate fox eyes.

Beneath his golden, demonic eyes, murderous intent surged like raging fire.

He didn't even look at the potentially fatal wound on his abdomen, only glancing out of the corner of his eye at his two daughters who were being protected behind Jiang Yining.

The bloodthirsty gaze softened for a moment when it fell on Wu Bao's tear-streaked face.

"Even if I only have one breath left, I can still tear your old face to shreds."

He suddenly let out a deafening roar, like a fox king.

At this moment, he forcibly ignited the broken demon soul, which burst forth with a dazzling blood-red light.

Bai Ze spread his arms wide, using his bloodied and mangled body to completely block Wu Bao and San Bao from view.

Gu Qinghan's fingers tightened slightly as he gripped the broken sword, a strange light flashing in his frosty eyes.

"This fox has some guts."

Gu Qinghan parted his thin lips slightly, his voice cold and clear.

As he made his comments, the seven cracks deep within his sword heart began to sting with pain due to the surge of pure Yang sword intent.

Feng Liuyun leaned against the railing, her peach blossom eyes half-closed, gently tapping her folding fan in her palm.

"It's a pity he's an idiot. Once the Soul Burning Technique is activated, his demonic foundation will be completely destroyed."

While Feng Liuyun made sarcastic remarks, the Nirvana True Fire in his palm had already quietly risen, scorching the surrounding air and causing it to distort slightly.

Da Bao carried the Anning Heavy Sword, with purple-gold lightning leaping on its blade.

"Fox Daddy won't be crippled."

Da Bao's voice was calm, yet it conveyed absolute certainty.

"With his mother around, even the King of Hell can't take him away."

Sibao held the abacus, her little hands moving quickly to move the beads, making a series of crisp sounds.

"It lost seven tails, shed so much heart's blood, and its demon soul burned for three breaths."

"Qingqiu must pay back this debt, with interest."

Sibao raised his head, a calculating glint appearing in his silver eyes.

Just then, Granny Yue moved.

"Since you're so eager to die, I'll grant your wish."

The old woman's withered fingers suddenly tapped the Qingqiu Ancient Moon Mirror in mid-air.

The ancient mirror, riddled with cracks, once again burst forth with a dazzling silver light.

A beam of moonlight as thick as a bucket, carrying the destructive laws of a peak Heavenly Monarch Realm expert, hurtled straight towards Bai Ze's face.

Bai Ze roared and swung his blood-stained claws at the beam of light.

Before the beam of light could even touch Bai Ze's fingertips, a purple-gold light curtain suddenly spread out in mid-air.

Jiang Yining had somehow bypassed the crowd and was standing beside Bai Ze.

Purple-gold chaotic laws poured out from her fingertips.

The Soul-Devouring Vine transformed into a colossal python that blotted out the sky, opening its abyss-like maw and swallowing the pillar of moonlight whole.

"Sizzle—"

The raging moonlight magic, under the strangulation of the demonic vines, emitted a piercing wail and was instantly transformed into pure chaotic life force.

Jiang Yining didn't even glance at Granny Yue. She turned to the side, raised her right hand, and gently placed it on Bai Ze's blood-soaked back.

A continuous stream of purplish-gold vitality flowed into his damaged meridians.

Bai Ze trembled, his forcibly burning demon soul being suppressed by this domineering power.

The muscles in his back were no longer tense, and his rapid breathing subsided.

He turned his head, his golden, bewitching eyes reflecting Jiang Yining's aloof face.

"Ning'er."

Bai Ze's voice was terribly hoarse, and a hint of grievance rose in the corners of his eyes.

"I failed to protect my daughter."

Jiang Yining withdrew her hand, her fingertips untouched by any blood.

Her gaze lingered on the severed tail of the Bai Ze for a moment.

"You did a great job."

Jiang Yining's voice has a calming and reassuring quality.

"Leave the rest to me."

She turned around, her purple-gold eyes coldly fixed on Granny Yue above the steps.

The terrifying pressure, belonging to the semi-saint realm, like a tangible mountain, crashed down on Granny Yue's shoulder.

The old woman's legs buckled, her kneecaps cracking under the strain, and she nearly collapsed onto the white jade steps.

The cane in her hand struck the stone slab, pressing fine cracks into its surface.

"I'll give you three breaths."

Jiang Yining parted her crimson lips slightly, and the words she uttered were more piercing than the wind of the far north ice plains.

"Untie the chains on my daughter and hand over the key to the Qingqiu Treasure Vault."

"one."

She started counting.

"Otherwise, the Qingqiu clan will be completely wiped out from the Canglan Realm from this day forward."

"two."

A hint of panic flickered in Granny Yue's cloudy eyes, but it was quickly replaced by madness.

"Arrogant foreign ants."

"Do you think that just because you broke through my domain, you can run rampant in Qingqiu?"

The old woman suddenly bit her tongue, spitting a mouthful of dark red blood onto the rattan cane in her hand.

The fox statue on the cane seemed to come alive, its eyes shooting out a venomous red light.

"Even if I have to exhaust the fate of this clan, I will never let you leave alive."

Granny Yue formed intricate hand seals.

A chilling roar suddenly echoed from the depths of the Qingqiu Ancient Moon Altar.

The white jade steps began to shatter inch by inch, and the huge crescent moon in mid-air began to shrink rapidly inward.

The laws of space became extremely unstable, and black cracks appeared out of thin air and then disappeared quickly.

An irresistible force of spatial collapse instantly enveloped the star field within a radius of a hundred miles.

"Then let us be buried with this altar."

The old woman let out a maniacal laugh, her body transforming into a stream of light that merged into the collapsing crescent moon.

Jiang Yining frowned slightly.

Without the slightest panic, she turned around and shielded Bai Ze and her two daughters behind her.

A purplish-gold chaotic light curtain instantly opened, forming an absolutely defensive sphere that kept the destructive spatial storm at bay.