I only reached the Foundation Establishment stage at eighty years old, and then the system appeared.

Six months have passed since the new city was built. Qingmang City has entered a stage of rapid development, with 100,000 city guards patrolling and protecting the city's safety in real time.

Of the 100,000 city guards, 60% are low-level cultivators. They receive five low-grade spirit stones and one Qi Refining Pill each month. This Qi Refining Pill is of the highest grade and is suitable for low-level cultivators. Its market price is around 20 spirit stones.

Two and a half percent are mid-level Qi Refining cultivators at levels four to six. They can receive twenty spirit stones and one top-grade Qi Condensation Pill, which is worth forty spirit stones on the market.

About 15% are high-level cultivators at the seventh to ninth level of Qi Refining, and they receive fifty spirit stones and one top-grade Qi Condensation Pill every month.

Then there are nearly three hundred Foundation Establishment cultivators, who receive two hundred, five hundred, or one thousand spirit stones per month, plus one Spirit Gathering Pill, one Source Spirit Pill, and one Azure Spirit Pill.

The current commanders and deputy commanders of the city guard are the Wan sisters, Wan Yongdie and Wan Yonghe. Wan Yongdie is at the sixth level of the Golden Core stage, and Wan Yonghe is at the second level of the Golden Core stage. As Yang Hongbo's women, they can naturally use spirit stones and pills at will.

Because of Wan Yongdie's tacit approval, Wan Yonghe climbed into bed with her sister and brother-in-law while they were passionately entwined, so Yang Hongbo could only passively accept this love.

To make up for Wan Yonghe's situation, Yang Hongbo held a grand wedding for her, and now Yang Hongbo's children call her Twenty-Fourth Sister.

Yang Hongbo was finally relieved of his position as city lord. One of his uncles, thanks to the longevity pills and youth-preserving pills made by the family's alchemy hall, was able to enter the Foundation Establishment Realm at the age of over one hundred.

"Lord of the City, my potential has been exhausted. Even if I try my best, I can only advance to the third level of Foundation Establishment. Why don't I do my part for the family?"

"I am 105 years old now. If I were to become the city lord, I could serve for at least a hundred years, which would also allow the rest of my family to cultivate more effectively without being bogged down in worldly affairs!"

"Alright, Uncle, from now on, I'll leave the affairs of Qingmang City to you. Anyway, you don't need to worry. Now our Yang family has four Golden Core True Monarchs. As long as we don't offend a Nascent Soul Venerable, we're not afraid of anyone!"

Back on Lianbo Mountain, Yang Hongbo roared to the sky, the sound waves reverberating throughout the small world of Lianbo Mountain. It felt so good! Finally, he could live at his own pace.

Yang Hongbo is now a cultivator at the ninth level of the Golden Core stage, and Qingmang City has far exceeded the original plan in size, requiring an even more powerful guardian.

Back home, after spending a few days playing with his wife and children, one by one his twenty-four wives emerged from their secluded chamber to enjoy intimate moments with their husbands. As the saying goes:

Years have passed since we parted ways, and the lonely lamp and lingering dreams still haunt me.

The cold stars count the bitterness of longing, the cold moon congeals the sorrow of parting.

Today, our reunion is filled with passionate love; as we embrace, our affection is as tender as silk.

With hearts full of tender feelings, we share this beautiful time, our eyes brimming with joy.

After their tender moment, Yang Hongbo said to his twenty-four wives, "My dear wives, I'm going into seclusion to attempt to break through to the Nascent Soul stage. Please don't announce it to the outside world yet; wait for your husband to emerge!"

"Then, my husband, please take good care of yourself and remember that we are all waiting for you."

"Yonghe, you are now pregnant, so you mustn't act rashly. I hope you won't have given birth when your husband emerges from seclusion, because your husband's advancement in seclusion is very rapid!"

"Yes, my lord, I understand. Stop nagging and go into seclusion!"

Yang Hongbo hugged his wives again, then turned and went into the secret room.

This seclusion went very smoothly, but when breaking through the illusion of inner demons, I unexpectedly encountered the scene with my ex-girlfriend again, and it was that White Bone Demon again.

In this scene, most of the events from the previous life are recreated, except for the unexpected appearance of the White Bone Demon. The girlfriend fell off her bicycle and injured her tailbone; as her boyfriend, he naturally had to apply medicine to it.

As night fell, the two hid on the bed, with a shy little lamb in front of them. Just as Yang Hongbo was trembling as he massaged his girlfriend's tailbone and applied medicine, that white-boned demon suddenly ran in. It was truly unbearable, and Yang Hongbo got out of bed and lashed her with a lightning bolt.

With a clang, the illusion shattered, and an even larger vortex of spiritual energy descended from the sky. Countless strange phenomena also appeared in the sky: celestial maidens scattered flowers, immortals and gods welcomed guests, and even the people in the small world received spiritual energy to repair their bodies.

Such an unusual phenomenon meant that Yang Hongbo's cultivation level could no longer be concealed. Now, the old ancestor truly turned into a child, pouting so much that an oil bottle could hang from his lips when he saw Yang Hongbo.

"Ancestor, I really didn't mean to hide it from you. It's just that it took you so long to advance to the Golden Core stage, and then you came out and told Grandpa to work harder and become the family's second Golden Core True Monarch. I can't exactly say, 'You're that second one,' can I?"

Everyone couldn't help but laugh upon hearing this, but the patriarch grew even angrier: "I don't care, I'm furious! You have to mend my wounded heart!"

"Alright, alright, Ancestor, whatever you want, I'll find a way to get it for you!"

"Hehe!" The ancestor was finally pleased: "I want a magical treasure, a flying sword, one of those!"

In the system, a top-tier spirit weapon costs 500 million points, but since the ancestor needs it, we'll buy it for him!

I made an agreement with the ancestor to prepare it for him within a week, and the ancestor went back to cultivate with a smile. A spiritual treasure! This ancestor has a spiritual treasure now!

When Wan Yonghe returned home with her wives, she was only eight months pregnant. Now, her husband could be by her side when she gave birth, which relieved her worries.

The children were overjoyed to know that their father was becoming more and more powerful, and they all wanted to climb on him.

"Hahaha," Yang Hongbo hugged this child and that child, hugging one and then another, each child experiencing what it means to be a doting father who spoils his grandchildren like a giant eating chicken.

Each child, with tears of joy streaming down their face, cried out, "Daddy, have mercy! Mommy, save me! Daddy's going to eat me, this little chick!"

That night, dozens of people slept together under one large stone bed, which was several meters in diameter. A group of little kids in their pajamas were trying to climb onto their fathers, making Yang Hongbo look like a mountain of flesh.

When the children are exhausted, they drift off to sleep, and their mothers bring them close to their sides to put them to rest.

A gentle night, a gentle person—everything is understood without words!