Many children bring many blessings; my offspring are scattered throughout the myriad realms.

The capital city of the Yan Kingdom.

Luo Yan crossed her legs and leaned against the throne in the air, exhaling clouds and mist.

Against the backdrop of endless smoke, she seemed to be in a fairyland.

Her gaze was deep and indifferent, like a fairy looking down upon the mortal world, filled with disdain and contempt for the imperial city beneath her feet.

"Your Majesty, this imperial city is but a tiny place. If you were to take action, you could destroy it with a mere wave of your hand. Why give them a chance to breathe?"

Han Tiancheng's words carried a hint of doubt and resentment.

Tong Baiming quickly echoed, "It's truly perplexing that Your Excellency is so magnanimous towards the Yan royal family!"

It's no wonder that these two Supreme Elders of the Heavenly Spirit Sect were unwilling to accept this.

After all, when the Blood God Cult attacked the Heavenly Spirit Sect, they didn't give them any buffer time at all.

Otherwise, they would never have fallen to the point of becoming lackeys of the Blood God Cult.

"Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Luo Yan turned her head slightly, a cold glint flashing in her eyes.

Under her gaze, Han Tiancheng and Tong Baiming felt their souls tremble and sway, as if a towering giant was looking down on them.

The terrifying sense of oppression made them shudder and involuntarily kneel down.

"Your Majesty, I dare not! Please calm your anger!"

The two lay suspended in mid-air on the ground, shouting in their hearts, "The Nascent Soul stage master is indeed terrifying!"

"Like frogs at the bottom of a well, unaware of the vastness of the world, the Yan clan has bestowed upon you the title of the Three Great Immortal Sects. You really think you're something special?"

Luo Yan exhaled a white column of smoke, her eyes filled with disdain and contempt.

"What do you mean?"

"Could it be that the Yan royal family truly possesses some hidden secrets we are unaware of?"

Han Tiancheng and Tong Baiming looked at each other, but dared not say anything more.

……

The Imperial Palace.

Yan Hong led Yan Feiyun into an underground palace.

Rumble!

With a deafening roar, the door, sealed for who knows how many years, was finally opened.

They descended through winding passages and entered the deepest part of the underground palace.

This is a dark and gloomy world.

Only the eternal lamps encircling the center emitted a faint glow.

These ever-burning lamps seem like the eyes of guardians, silently watching over these two uninvited guests.

In the center of the underground palace, two enormous ancient wooden coffins lay quietly.

They exude an ancient and mysterious aura, as if telling a story from thousands of years ago.

The patterns on the coffin shimmered with a faint glow under the dim light, as if they were alive.

Standing here, Yan Hong and Yan Feiyun seem to feel the passage of time and the weight of history.

"Feiyun, if the city falls tomorrow, drip your blood onto the coffin to awaken the ancestors within. They will then tell you what to do!"

Looking at his son, on whom he had placed so much hope, Yan Hong couldn't help but sigh softly.

"Time waits for no one!"

Before he could leave any hope for the new emperor, the calamity of extermination struck.

"Father!"

As if realizing something, Yan Feiyun immediately knelt on the ground and burst into tears.

……

The celestial world.

What happens in a few minutes outside is a month inside.

In the past month, Ye Hao has taken in another 150 beauties from the Yihua Palace and worked hard to sow the seeds of hope.

[Congratulations, host, you have reached 300 wives and concubines! Reward: one large spiritual vein and 300 years of cultivation experience!]

[Congratulations, host, you have reached 400 wives and concubines! Reward: Ten Directions Annihilation Array, forty Xuan-level spells, and 400 years of cultivation experience!]

"Commander, why has the reward changed?"

Upon receiving the system message, Ye Hao was immediately indignant.

In the past, he would reward himself with ten concubines each time he took one; now, it's become a hundred.

"Am I the system, or are you the system?"

"You are you! You are!"

"Do I lack food or clothing from you?"

"No, no!"

"Then stop talking nonsense!"

In her cozy nest, the mother, blessed with many children, lay comfortably, like a corpse.

Meanwhile, the woman, seemingly engrossed in a game of chicken-blooded encouragement, lay down beside her and said with great interest, "Sister, you don't lack him for food or clothes, but you do lack a child!"

"Damn it, you're asking for it again, aren't you!"

Then, the two beautiful women started fighting again.

"We can't afford to mess with them, we really can't afford to mess with them!"

Ye Hao touched the Bigu, his face still showing lingering fear.

The kick I got from Tongniang last time, when she said "many children, many blessings," still hurts!

"Sigh, the girl with the chicken blood is still the best. She's so sweet and soft, and she knows all sorts of difficult positions!"

Since the three Luo sisters gave birth, Ye Hao's plans to have children have come to a standstill.

In order to avoid thinking about various rewards, he could only focus his energy on taking concubines.

After the beauties of Yihua Palace learned about the benefits of marrying him, they didn't need him to flirt with them at all; they were already obediently lining up for Yaoyue and Xuanxin.

After all, the sooner she marries Ye Hao, the sooner she can enjoy life.

The grade of one's spiritual root may also be one step ahead.

"Wow—wow—"

In the fourth month after Ye Hao entered the Zhou Tian World, his wives finally began giving birth in a frenzy.

That day, Ye Hao was like someone who had stirred up a hornet's nest, with his children arriving one after another.

After all, he had taken in sixty women from the Hundred Flowers Palace back then.

Those beautiful and charming brides all conceived their children around the same time.

This time, they had a total of 62 children, including a pair of twins.

Of the sixty-two children, fifty had Xuan-level spiritual roots, twelve had Huang-level spiritual roots, and none had ordinary roots.

Fortunately, Ye Hao had enough vocabulary; otherwise, choosing so many names at once would have been the death of him.

"It seems that having children in the Celestial Realm really does have an advantage!"

Ye Hao was now certain.

All sixty of his concubines were ordinary people before they married him.

But this time, none of them gave birth to any children with mortal roots.

Clearly, this is thanks to the Celestial Bead.

"Don't be too happy yet, you still need eleven more Earth-grade artifacts!"

Just as Ye Hao was brimming with confidence, his mother, known for having many children and good fortune, poured a bucket of cold water on his head.

"What's the rush? There's plenty of time. The real challenge is yet to come!"

Ye Hao, however, didn't care at all.

Currently, the concubines who have given birth are all of the Yellow-level spiritual root type; those of the Profound-level and Earth-level types are still to come!

Moreover, he has ten years, so he's not worried about not being able to have a child!

He cherished his wives' health, so he did not force them to have children incessantly as a reward.

Instead, after giving birth to one child, they would nurture their bodies through the Great Yin-Yang Creation Technique.

For example, Luo Ning and Gongsun Yu had been nurturing the plants for over a year until last month when they asked for them to be planted by Ye Hao.

It's not that Luo Ning and the others don't want to have children, but rather that they want to improve their physical constitution so that they can give birth to more outstanding offspring.

Otherwise, when those children with mortal roots grow up and see that their brothers and sisters all have excellent spiritual roots, they will definitely feel sad and disheartened.

For example, Ye Hao's second daughter, Ye Qinglian, and second son, Ye Fan.

They were the only two children with mortal roots among Ye Hao's many offspring.

Fortunately, they are still young and don't have this kind of trouble yet.

This is also why Ye Hao wanted to cultivate the Five Stars Tree as soon as possible.

a few days later.

"Wow—wow—"

A loud baby's cry pierced the sky once again.

Meanwhile, in the medicinal field of an elegant courtyard, countless spiritual herbs were growing at a visible speed, and the phantom of a large tree appeared in the sky above the courtyard.

[Congratulations, host, on the successful birth of a child with a low-grade Earth-level spiritual root! Reward: 100 Luck, a low-grade Earth-level spiritual artifact, the Tear Jade Flute, and 400 high-grade spirit stones!]

[Note: The offspring possesses a special physique, the Wood Spirit Body, and will be awarded an additional low-grade Earth-level spiritual artifact, the Heavenly Wood Ruler, and 400 high-grade spirit stones!]

"Damn, whose general is this? He's so brave!"

Upon hearing the system notification, Ye Hao immediately perked up.

His first offspring with a level-earth spiritual root was born, and it was even a spiritual body, and he was rewarded with two earth-level artifacts!