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

"I'd rather freeze to death than watch you, you bald monk, die in front of me." Jiang Yining pulled the burning hot body tightly into her arms, leaving him no room to struggle.

The temperature inside the Cold Abyss Cave had dropped to a terrifying level that could stop the blood from flowing, and the extreme cold seeped into the bones through the rock walls.

Under the dual torment of extreme cold and the remnants of divine poison, Fan Chenxin completely lost his proud rationality, and his scarred body began to experience fatal hallucinations due to high fever.

His long, slender hands, which had once struck the wooden fish for 120 years, were now, driven by some kind of survival instinct, holding Jiang Yining, who was snuggling against his chest for warmth.

"Where did you get such brute strength, you monk? Are you trying to break my waist?" Jiang Yining was having trouble breathing because of his iron arms, and she reached out to pry his fingers off her waist.

Fan Chenxin couldn't hear her complaints at all. He just greedily absorbed the fresh heat emanating from her body, completely enveloping her in his shadow with an extremely oppressive posture.

"You always seem so detached from worldly affairs, but your reaction now is more honest than that of ordinary people." Jiang Yining traced his tightly closed eyebrows with her fingertips, trying to awaken his remaining consciousness.

"Don't touch me..." Fan Chenxin grabbed her wandering wrist in the hazy state, his voice dry as if he were a traveler who had been thirsty for three days in the desert.

"I'm going to touch you anyway. I'm keeping you alive with my true energy. I can't control any part of your body." Jiang Yining not only didn't pull her hand away, but instead traced her hand up his wrist bone, all the way to the still bleeding wound on his heart meridian.

"Cold..." Fan Chenxin's Adam's apple bobbed with difficulty, his lips brushing haphazardly across Jiang Yining's smooth forehead, bringing with them a chilling heat.

"I know you're cold. The divine poison fire in your wound has already burned away your vital energy. If this continues, your heart will stop beating soon." Jiang Yining noticed that the heartbeat in his chest was becoming slower and slower, and a resolute look flashed in her purple-gold eyes.

Conventional physical intimacy could no longer awaken this dying body; she had to resort to a more extreme method to stimulate the life force hidden within him.

"Stop trying to call your soul back. Since your righteous path of Buddhist cultivation is blocked, then let's take the crooked path today." Jiang Yining gritted her teeth, flipped over and straddled Fan Chenxin's strong thighs, looking down at the bewildered Buddhist disciple with a superior attitude.

She stretched out her hands and slid them down his broad shoulders, recklessly igniting those hidden acupoints that were usually suppressed by rules and regulations.

"Listen carefully, now follow my guidance to circulate the Qi in your dantian, and ignore those ridiculous rules of the Great Thunderclap Temple." Jiang Yining lowered her voice, and her seductive tone was particularly clear in the cramped cave.

"Buddha...no..." Fan Chenxin shook his head painfully in a half-dream state, his subconscious still resisting this immoral and unethical behavior.

"To hell with Buddha! Even if you go to the eighteenth level of hell today, you still have to keep your life." Jiang Yining interrupted his ramblings without mercy, her fingertips sending a tingling, unbearable electric current through him.

Without spiritual power, the dual cultivation method can only rely on the most primitive... forcibly stimulating the deep blood and qi, which... is infinitely amplified.

"If you recite even half a verse of Buddhist scripture again, I will leave immediately, leaving you here alone to be burned to a pile of bones by the poisonous fire."

Jiang Yining leaned down and deliberately blew a breath of hot air into his ear. The cool, fragrant heat directly snapped the last thread of reason in Fan Chenxin's mind.

Under that domineering stimulation, Fan Chenxin opened his eyes. His eyes, which were always devoid of joy or sorrow, were now filled with scarlet blood vessels. The ruthless Dao heart he had cultivated for 120 years shattered into mud at this moment along with the collapse of the golden Buddha statue.

"Jiang Yining, do you know what you're doing?" Fan Chenxin's voice was terribly hoarse, a kind of madness that came from being completely consumed by worldly desires.

"I'm saving your life. If you don't cooperate, I'm really going to throw you to feed the wolves." Jiang Yining leaned down, her soft lips almost touching his high nose.

Fan Chenxin didn't speak again. His hands, which were originally used to turn the prayer beads, suddenly exerted force, directly pinching her slender waist and pressing her hard against his burning chest.

The cramped, cold cave echoed with heavy, panting breaths that made one blush.

"You're hurting me." Jiang Yining gasped in shock during the out-of-control struggle, her fingernails scratching deep, bloody marks into his broad back.

"I'm sorry." An unprecedented obsession appeared on Fan Chenxin's cold face. He lowered his head to kiss her sweaty neck, his actions so domineering that there was no room for refusal.

"Didn't you say you'd leave the monastic life and die for me? Now you seem unafraid of death."

Even in that extreme tug-of-war, Jiang Yining didn't forget to verbally provoke his fragile self-esteem.

"You forced me to do this. Since you insisted on provoking a monk, you should be prepared to pay the price."

Fan Chenxin's breathing was as heavy as a mountain pressing down on him. He poured out all the desires he had suppressed for 120 years into this soft body.

"If the believers outside saw you looking so eager, they would probably smash the gates of the Great Thunder Temple to pieces."

Jiang Yining went along with his actions, but she still refused to admit defeat verbally.

"This humble monk has no believers in his eyes now, only you."

Fan Chenxin's fingers ran through her soft, long hair, and the predatory, possessive feeling made Jiang Yining's breathing become increasingly erratic.

"If you're so capable, then go ahead and convert me." She raised her chin defiantly, her purple-gold eyes filled with the composure of a winner.

"Ningning, stop flirting with me." When Fan Chenxin heard these words, the crimson in her eyes deepened, and the jealousy that had accumulated in the side courtyard erupted in full force at this moment.

"I was just saying, Gu Qinghan may be cold, but he's much gentler than you when he holds me."

Jiang Yining accurately stepped into his minefield. Looking at his handsome face, which was twisted with jealousy, she felt an indescribable pleasure.

"You're not allowed to think about anyone else." Fan Chenxin's punishment came fiercely. He directly sealed her mouth, which always loved to say hurtful things, and poured all his resentment and love into this passionate and entangled dual cultivation.

Suddenly, the pile of robes in the corner made a soft rustling sound. Wu Bao Jiang Si Yue turned over in her sleep, mumbling incoherently in her sleep.

"Mother, I want to eat fruit..." The little girl's soft, sweet voice sounded particularly abrupt in the quiet cave.

Jiang Yining froze on the spot, her breath caught in her throat from fright. She bit her lower lip, afraid of making the slightest sound that might wake her daughter.

"Don't make a sound. If April wakes up, I..."

Jiang Yining used all her strength to pinch Fan Chenxin's shoulder, trying to warn this man who had completely lost control.

Fan Chenxin ignored her threats and even took advantage of her stiffness to increase the force in his waist and abdomen, a force that went deep into her bones... which almost made Jiang Yining cry out.

He lowered his head, swallowing the sob that he was trying to suppress.

"Now that I have descended into hell, I will never let you return to the human world."