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

The night was deep, and the blood moon hung high in the sky.

The surface of Blood Lake has returned to calm.

Only at the center, strings of bubbles continue to rise regularly, indicating the presence of the person at the bottom of the lake.

Jiang Yining sat on the shore, holding Erbao in her arms. She seemed to be resting with her eyes closed, but in reality, she had pushed her spiritual sense to its limit.

Sudden.

"boom--!"

A loud bang came from the direction of the Demon Realm Pass in the far distance.

Immediately afterwards, a pure and sharp sword intent, like lightning tearing through the night, pierced through the thick layer of demonic energy above the Demon Realm!

Jiang Yining was all too familiar with that sword intent.

It's Ji Lingxiao! How did he catch up so quickly?!

In the Blood Lake, Ye Wuhen, who was cultivating, suddenly opened his eyes.

Excitement instantly shone in his bewitching phoenix eyes.

"Ji Lingxiao!"

He leaped from the lake, creating a sea of ​​blood. His red robes, soaked by the lake water, clung tightly to his body, outlining his perfectly sculpted physique full of explosive power.

"You hypocrite, how dare you trespass into my Ten Thousand Demons Palace! Are you here to die?!" His arrogant laughter echoed throughout the valley.

A white figure, stepping on sword light, descended from the sky.

The newcomer was dressed in white, more beautiful than the snow on a mountain peak. His long hair cascaded down his back, and his face was as cold and aloof as ancient ice.

It was Ji Lingxiao, the sword master who had been tracked down.

His gaze did not fall on Ye Wuhen, but instead immediately landed on the woman holding the child by the lake below.

The sword heart, which had been dormant for hundreds of years, seemed to tremble slightly.

You can't be wrong!

That woman was the woman from that night!

And that child...

Ji Lingxiao's gaze then fell on the little boy next to Jiang Yining, who was holding a black iron sword and looking at him warily.

Born with the bones of a sword.

Thunder Spirit Root.

And that face, which bears a striking resemblance to his.

"You..." Ji Lingxiao's lips moved, and for the first time, shock and confusion appeared in his eternally cold eyes.

"Ji Lingxiao! Where are you looking!" Ye Wuhen was furious when he saw that Ji Lingxiao was ignoring him.

What he hated most was Ji Lingxiao's attitude of always treating others like they were invisible!

"My pets are not for your eyes!"

He flicked his whip, and a blood-red whip shadow, carrying a terrifying power that tore through space, lashed towards Ji Lingxiao.

Ji Lingxiao frowned and swung his sword backhand.

A simple, unadorned sword light met the attack.

boom!

The sword light and the whip shadow collided, unleashing a powerful energy storm that crushed the surrounding rocks into powder.

"Ye Wuhen," Ji Lingxiao's voice was so cold it could drop ice shards, "hand over her and those two children."

"Hand it over? Hahahaha!"

Ye Wuhen seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world: "Ji Lingxiao, are you still half asleep? She was the one who cried and begged to go with me! Now, she's my toy, what right do you have to take her?"

Abandoned wife?

Ji Lingxiao was stunned for a moment.

He glanced down at Jiang Yining, who was holding a child and looked "weak and helpless," and then recalled the information that Lin Qingxue had brought back earlier.

His mind, which could deduce the workings of the universe, quickly pieced together the general outline of the matter.

This woman... not only lied to him, but also fabricated such a story?

A surge of anger rose from the bottom of his heart, but he quickly suppressed it.

I'll say it again.

He raised the "Frostbite" ancient sword in his hand, its tip pointing directly at Ye Wuhen.

"Hand it over."

"Trying to steal my toys? Let's see if you have the guts!"

Ye Wuhen's eyes blazed with battle intent, and his demonic energy erupted without reservation.

A major battle is about to break out.

Just then.

"You two have quite the temper."

A gentle, clear voice, yet carrying an undeniable air of authority, came from another horizon.

Immediately afterwards, a huge gash was torn open in the sky.

Nine ferocious dragons, pulling an ancient bronze chariot, crushed the void and descended upon this demonic realm.

On the chariot, a man dressed in a blue robe and wearing gold-rimmed glasses was smiling as he looked down at the two people below.

It was Chu Jinglan, the imperial tutor of the current emperor, who came in search of his wife!

His gaze swept over Ji Lingxiao and Ye Wuhen, and finally landed precisely on Jiang Yining.

When he saw the exquisitely beautiful baby in Jiang Yining's arms, whose features resembled his own nine-tenths, his smile deepened.

It's also colder now.

"When did my queen become your toy and discarded wife?"

Chu Jinglan's voice reached the ears of everyone present.

Ji Lingxiao's brows furrowed even deeper.

Ye Wuhen's smile froze on his face.

princess?

Isn't this woman Ji Lingxiao's abandoned wife?

How did I end up becoming the queen of Chu Jinglan, that smiling tiger?

When Jiang Yining saw Chu Jinglan appear, she had only one thought in her mind.

It’s over.

This is troublesome.

Both fathers have come knocking on our door!

Now, how should she act?

Ji Lingxiao looked at Chu Jinglan, then at Ye Wuhen, and finally his gaze fell back on Jiang Yining.

Although he is naive and lacks worldly wisdom, he is not a fool.

This woman definitely has a problem.

Chu Jinglan completely ignored the other two men; his gaze was fixed solely on Jiang Yining.

"Yining, have you had enough fun?"

"When you've had your fun, come home with me."

His tone was like that of someone coaxing a wife who was throwing a tantrum, but the possessiveness and warning in his eyes sent chills down Jiang Yining's spine.

"Go home? Go home my foot!" Ye Wuhen was the first to object. "She's my pet! Chu Jinglan, you want to snatch her from me? Did you even ask about the 'Soul Devourer' in my possession?"

"Your pet?" Chu Jinglan pushed up his glasses and chuckled. "Ye Wuhen, take a good look. Whose child is she holding in her arms?"

Only then did Ye Wuhen notice the baby who had been so quiet all along: those clear black and white eyes, that high-bridged nose, that captivating expression between his brows…

He's practically a carbon copy of Chu Jinglan, that smiling tiger!

"You...you all..." Ye Wuhen pointed at Chu Jinglan, then at Jiang Yining, and for a moment, he didn't know what to say.

With the three parties locked in a standoff, the atmosphere became delicate.

Meanwhile, Jiang Yining, at the center of the storm, was secretly giving a hand signal to Jiang Lei, who was lurking in the shadows.

—Let's get started!

Taking advantage of the standoff between the three, this might be the best opportunity for her to sneak into the blood pool and steal Ye Wuhen's original essence blood!