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

The wind and sand outside the window crashed against the wooden lattice window, making a soft sound like pebbles rolling down.

Jiang Yining held Xie Wuwang's wrist tightly, her fingertips pressing on his dark purple veins, the faint purple-gold wood energy in her palm slowly rising and falling.

Xie Wuwang let her twist his arms behind his back, leaning against the bedpost without any embarrassment at being restrained. Instead, he slightly raised the corners of his eyes and slowly looked over her collarbone, which was covered by her collar.

"In the middle of the night, Boss Jiang, you're certainly putting on a show of catching a thief." His voice was slightly hoarse, his tone casual as if he hadn't slept well. "The innkeeper said the second floor is drafty, so I came to check if you've frozen to death. What, you don't appreciate it?"

"The natal fuse in your hand burned me three times just now." Jiang Yining released her grip, turned over and sat on the edge of the couch, casually straightening her slipped sleeve. "The manager of Shattered Star Abyss doesn't even dare to glance at immortal crystals, so where did he get the guts to send you a message?"

Xie Wuwang straightened up and sat down on the soft stool at the foot of the bed, casually crossing his long legs and lightly touching his knees with his fingertips.

"The burning fuse indicates that the poison within my body is churning again. You took my deposit of three thousand spirit stones, and now you're having your injury examined by the boss in the middle of the night? That's against the rules, isn't it?"

"The medical examination is fine. Go to the lobby and line up at 7 AM tomorrow." Jiang Yining glanced at him indifferently, pointed to the closed door, and said, "Now, get out."

Xie Wuwang chuckled, but didn't linger any longer. He stood up, dusted off his robes, and slowly strolled towards the door.

"His temper has grown, and he's brought up a whole set of rules from the lower realm." He opened the door, his figure hidden in the shadows, and turned half of his handsome face to the side. "Go buy the flying boat for Tianyan City first thing tomorrow morning. Don't oversleep, Boss Jiang."

The doors closed, and the room returned to silence.

Jiang Yining leaned against the couch and let out a long breath.

She raised her right hand, preparing to circulate the Myriad Spirits Divine Wood to regulate her breathing, when a very slight tremor suddenly arose deep within her dantian.

The Myriad Spirits Divine Tree, which had been quietly residing in the center of her Qi Sea, suddenly unfurled an extremely soft purple-gold primordial energy, like a light veil, slowly spreading downwards and completely protecting her lower abdomen.

The sacred tree possesses a spirit; unless it faces life or death or the appearance of a supreme treasure of heaven and earth, it will never voluntarily separate its essence to protect its master.

Jiang Yining frowned slightly and immediately focused her mind inward.

The flow of immortal energy in his meridians was smooth, and his foundation as a beginner in the Void Realm was extremely solid, with no signs of qi deviation whatsoever.

She looked away and placed her three slightly cool fingertips on the ruler on her left hand.

The pulse is slippery like rolling beads, and strong when pressed deeply.

Deep within that pulsating heartbeat, a domineering and tyrannical aura of destruction subtly pulsed, intertwining and entangled with the purple-gold vitality of the divine tree, forming an extremely rare symbiotic balance.

The aura of the laws governing the annihilated fallen immortal body.

Jiang Yining's fingers trembled, and she froze on the spot.

That absurd incident in the Lost Secret Cave actually left behind a bloodline.

She looked down at her flat stomach, her fingertips clenching unconsciously, and a fine layer of cold sweat appeared on her palms.

Da Bao, Er Bao, San Bao, Si Bao, and Wu Bao are now scattered throughout the Xuan Tian Realm and various star regions, their fates unknown. She possesses the divine wood treasure and is relentlessly pursued by the divine generals of the divine realm, barely managing to gain a foothold in the Xuan Tian Realm.

The arrival of this child completely disrupted all her plans.

"Bang."

The door was suddenly pushed open by a clever force.

Xie Wuwang returned, carrying a small celadon bowl that emitted a wisp of cool air. The bowl contained deep red plum juice, with crushed ice floating on top.

"The physalis shop on the street corner just opened, so I bought a bowl." He stepped in, placed the porcelain bowl on the table, and looked on with a hint of awkwardness that he was trying to hide. "People from the Boundless Sea can't stand the heat here. Try this, it'll cool you down."

Jiang Yining quickly pulled her hand back into her sleeve, calming the surging blood in her body. When she looked up at him, her face was still a little pale.

Xie Wuwang's previously nonchalant expression vanished the moment he saw her face.

He strode to the bedside, a fierce glint flashing in his narrow eyes, and reached directly for her pulse.

"What happened? Did those bastards from the Divine Realm leave some hidden energy within you?"

Jiang Yining slightly turned her body and nimbly dodged his palm.

Xie Wuwang's hand froze in mid-air, his five fingers slightly bent, his palm grasping nothing.

The air inside the room seemed to turn cold in that instant.

The light in Xie Wuwang's eyes gradually dimmed, and the dark purple poisonous patterns on his pale neck became faintly visible. His languid demeanor was completely replaced by a chilling aura.

"Are you avoiding me?" he asked in a very low voice, with a chilling sense of oppression.

"No." Jiang Yining looked away, her voice calm and unwavering. "I just finished my practice, and my breathing is unstable. It's not advisable for me to come into contact with external forces."

"Unstable breathing?" Xie Wuwang sneered, his tall body suddenly pressing down.

He didn't allow her to resist at all, grabbing her chin with his rough fingertips and forcing her to look up at him with domineering force.

The distance between the two instantly closed, and Xie Wuwang's cool, refreshing scent of alcohol and faint fragrance enveloped her.

"Jiang Yining, are you kidding me?" He stared down at her clear yet distant eyes, gritting his teeth as he said, "You didn't even flinch when you were facing the Divine General in the alley, but now you're avoiding me like I'm a plague god. Do you think I can eat you or poison you?"

Jiang Yining looked at the barely concealed anxiety and anger in his eyes, and her tense heartstrings softened for some reason.

This man constantly complains that he wants to die and finds life troublesome, but every time he faces danger, he instinctively steps in front to protect it.

She stared intently into his eyes, then suddenly asked a question in a very soft voice.

"Xie Wuwang, if one day I get myself into a huge mess that will drag you down with me, will you run away?"

Xie Wuwang was taken aback by the question.

He looked at the serious expression beneath her pale lips, and slowly loosened his grip on her chin, the ferocity in his eyes turning into a low, hoarse laugh.

"A huge problem?" He leaned down, his thin lips carrying a cool breath, and bit her pale lips hard as punishment.

The sharp pain made Jiang Yining gasp for breath.

Xie Wuwang raised his head, his thumb viciously wiping away a speck of moisture from her lips, his eyes filled with an arrogant and overbearing look.

"I'm not even afraid of death, why would I be afraid of you bringing me trouble? Even if that Immortal Emperor from the Xuan Tian Divine Palace personally descends to the mortal realm, I can tear a piece of flesh from him to use as a stepping stone for you. Stop thinking nonsense."

He released her hand, picked up the slightly cool plum juice from the table, and forcefully shoved it into her palm.

"Drink it, then pack your things and set off for Tianyan City at dawn."

Jiang Yining held the slightly cool porcelain bowl, looked down at the red liquid sloshing inside, and responded softly.

"it is good."