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Gong Xiaoyue stared at her mother in a daze, her expression shifting from calm to shock, then to complexity.
What the hell was going on? Why was it Gong Mingyue, the grandmother, who got pregnant first? Is this child my granddaughter or my sister?
Gong Mingyue lowered her head, her expression also incredibly complex.
If word got out that her grandmother was pregnant with her grandson's child, she would surely be ridiculed and despised by the world.
"Ah," Gong Xiaoyue shook her head helplessly, looking at her mother and saying, "They say you shouldn't spoil that little rascal too much. Every time you let him ejaculate inside me, and when I don't, I go after you and ejaculate inside you. I thought it wouldn't be easy to get pregnant, but I didn't expect..."
It wasn't easy for a cultivator to have children. Gong Xiaoyue had assumed the odds were slim, so she didn't take it too seriously. But who could have imagined Gong Mingyue would be so lucky and actually get pregnant?
"Mom, don't overthink it. If you're pregnant, just give birth. If Qin Tian knew you were pregnant, he'd be so happy," Gong Xiaoyue soothed.
"Okay," Gong Mingyue nodded, then said, "Don't tell Xiaotian about this for now. Your belly won't get bigger anytime soon."
"Okay, you'll find time to tell him."
Gong Xiaoyue patted her mother's shoulder and soothed her again, "Don't worry. Just give birth secretly. No one will know."
Gong Mingyue was still very traditional. She had long avoided the idea of breaking the rules and having incest with her grandson. Now that she was pregnant with his child, although she was a little scared, she was mostly happy.
Being pregnant with the one you love is the most irresistible thing for a woman, and it's also the happiest thing.
Looking at Gong Mingyue's happy smile, Gong Xiaoyue, standing beside her, felt a little depressed. Although she didn't want to have her son's child yet, that didn't mean she didn't hope to. However, if she became pregnant, and she was the Empress of the Luohen Immortal Dynasty, it would probably be difficult to keep it a secret.
Things would get complicated then.
However, if she became pregnant, the child's generational structure would become a bit complicated.
She and Gong Mingyue were mother and daughter, but their husbands were their son and grandson, making it difficult to name the children after they were born.
The thought of this gave Gong Xiaoyue a headache.
However, Gong Mingyue's incident served as a reminder that she shouldn't allow Qin Tian to ejaculate in her again. Although the feeling of hot semen washing over and filling her womb was pleasant and warm,
At least not now.
At this moment,
In the Wanlong Dynasty, Long Shengzun had recovered considerably after treatment. His expression was a little frantic. He couldn't believe he had actually been defeated by the human race.
Defeated by the human race, the one he despised the most!
In his time, the ancient Celestial Court dominated the world. Their ancient royal family ruled over the universe, ruling over billions of races and treating other races as mere prey. Humanity, the most numerous of these, was their primary prey and oppression.
It was like raising a herd of pigs to be slaughtered for meat, and suddenly, one day, you appear on the table.
No one could accept this.
"Have you found the Ancestral Dragon opportunity you deduced?"
The Dragon Saint's eyes flashed with a terrifying, murderous gleam.
The Ancestral Dragon was the ancestor of their dragon clan, known as the first dragon born in heaven and earth. Some time ago, the Ten Thousand Dragons Dynasty deduced that the Ancestral Dragon opportunity still existed in this world.
If he could obtain the Ancestral Dragon's opportunity inheritance, he could recover some of the Ten Thousand Dragons Dynasty's losses. Moreover, with the Ancestral Dragon's power within him, he would have the capital to fight Qin Tian.
An old man with a crutch nearby said, "We've calculated it. It's in a lower realm called the Heavenly Silkworm Realm."
"In the lower realm?" Dragon Saint was slightly taken aback, clearly surprised that such a great opportunity as the Ancestral Dragon's opportunity would appear in the lower realm.
The old man nodded and said, "Yes, it is indeed in the lower realm."
"Your cultivation is too high. You can't go to the lower realm. I'll send someone else."
"No."
Dragon Saint stood up and refused, "This matter is of vital importance to me. I must go there myself. The worst that can happen is that I'll destroy a lower realm."
As he spoke, his aura began to steadily decrease.
From the Sage Realm all the way down to the Unity Realm.
This was the limit of the cultivation level the lower realm could withstand.
"Activate the inter-realm teleportation formation and send me to the lower realm." Dragon Saint said, and then he walked out.
In the Lower Realm, the highest level of cultivation is only at the level of Guiyi, or even less. After all, reaching Guiyi is already the pinnacle of the Lower Realm.
With Saint Dragon's strength, a single visit to the Lower Realm could completely destroy this small world.
The many elders and great emperors of the Ten Thousand Dragon Dynasty didn't take it too seriously. It was just a Lower Realm; even a member of the Ten Thousand Dragon Dynasty could easily be slaughtered, let alone Saint Dragon. Therefore, they weren't worried about Saint Dragon's safety during his visit.
The inter-realm teleportation formation activated, and Saint Dragon stepped inside, completely vanishing into the Ten Thousand Dragon Dynasty.
This type of inter-realm teleportation formation wasn't something you could easily deploy, as it required traversing world barriers and spatial turbulence, requiring a significant amount of energy to deploy.
Saint Dragon felt the vibrations around him cease, and he slowly opened his eyes.
But the next moment, his golden dragon eyes were filled with fear!
He twisted his head, sweat pouring down his forehead, and surveyed his surroundings, his body trembling.
This place had been reduced to nothingness. The entire [Heavenly Silkworm Realm] had shattered. No continents, no worlds, just a void awash with the fragments of countless continents.
And at the end of the void, a gigantic golden tree, rooted in the void and blooming to the horizon, stood tall. The tree shone with a dazzling light, as if it were a ray of light itself.
At this moment, there was a dead silence, devoid of any life.
"What...what is going on!" Dragon Saint stood in the void, gazing at everything around him, terrified.
"Take me back quickly!" Dragon Saint immediately crushed the teleportation jade pendant and contacted the Wanlong Dynasty in the upper realm.
But to his despair, the jade pendant shattered, but he received no message from the Wanlong Dynasty, nor was he teleported back. He remained standing where he was.
Saint Dragon suppressed his fear of the unknown, his dragon energy surging. Nine dragon balls materialized, transforming into the Nine Dragons and Eight Desolations Refining Heaven Furnace, protecting him. He cautiously headed towards the giant tree of light.
Waiting idly wasn't an option, so he decided to explore.
Along the way, countless continental fragments drifted by, and Saint Dragon observed them.
These were originally the continents where people lived, and within these fragments, one could see many towns and sects.
On one of these fragments lay a ruined holy site. Four large characters were inscribed on the collapsed holy site's gate:
Heavenly Sword Holy Land.
The more Saint Dragon looked, the more alarmed he became. This was the shattering of the entire lower realm!
If he had recovered his cultivation and exerted his full strength, he could destroy a part of the lower realm, but only by crushing the entire lower realm. He couldn't do that within the lower realm.
It's easy to pop a bubble from the outside, but when you're a tiny being inside it, trying to do so is a pipe dream.
Just then, Dragon Saint Lord spotted a fragment that stood out from the rest.
This continental fragment was small, protected by a shimmering shield.
Atop it stood a simple cabin. In front of it, a vibrant scene unfolded: green grass and blossoming flowers. There was a set of wooden benches, and a small lake nearby.
On the other side was a tree so large it could be hugged by two people, with a swing nestled beneath its branches.
This fragment of continental fragment was unlike any other, and Dragon Saint Lord became even more curious. As he approached, he could clearly see two foxes, one large and one small, carved into the cabin's wooden door.
Just as Dragon Saint Lord was about to step onto the grass outside the cabin,
He paused. Because of his angle, he hadn't seen it before, but now, as he got closer, he saw a coffin placed behind the tree.
Dragon Saint Lord simply found this place eerie. Whether it was the shattered lower realm, the giant golden tree in the distance, or the wooden house before him, now with a coffin, he would have left immediately.
If only he could.
Alas, he couldn't leave now.
So, he could only move forward, to see if he could find his way back to the upper realm.
What Ancestral Dragon Opportunity? Seeing this bizarre scene, he had long forgotten about it. Even if it was a good opportunity, it wasn't as important as his own life.
Just as he stepped onto the grassy grounds of the wooden house, before he could make his next move, the door suddenly opened.
Dragon Saint Lord's pupils trembled, and his entire body became alert. Nine dragon balls surrounded him, as if nine true dragons were circling. The Nine Dragons and Eight Desolations Refining Heaven Furnace faintly manifested, and his aura remarkably reached the realm of a quasi-emperor.
He decided that no matter who emerged from behind the door, he would immediately trap them with the Nine Dragons and Eight Desolations Refining Heaven Furnace and refine them.
The wooden door opened, and a stunning figure emerged.
She wore a bright red palace dress embroidered with intricate golden auspicious clouds. Tassels cascaded freely across her chest, her waist cinched with matching silk. Her skirt fluttered in the wind, a breathtaking sight of unparalleled beauty.
Her long golden hair shone with a dazzling luster. She had twin horns on her head, and scales at the corners of her eyes.
Auspicious clouds surrounded her, and behind her, a golden halo emanated a peaceful glow.
"I didn't expect someone else to descend to the mortal realm, and even more unexpectedly, they were from the ancient royal family," the blonde woman said slowly.
When Dragon Saint Lord saw the blonde emerge, he didn't even summon the Nine Dragons and Eight Desolations Refining Heaven Furnace. He frowned, observing the twin horns on her forehead and the faint scales at the corners of her eyes.
"Are you from the ancient royal family?" Dragon Saint Lord asked.
The blonde woman walked under a large tree, smoothed her skirt with her hands, revealing the round curves of her hips. She sat on the swing and said with a smile, "I am of the Ancient Royal Family, but I'm not."
"Since you are of the Ancient Royal Family, I command you to tell me everything here and how to return to the Upper Realm." Upon hearing that the other party was from the Ancient Royal Family, Dragon Saint grew bolder.
He was an ancient prodigy of the Ten Thousand Dragon Dynasty, holding a high position among the Ancient Royal Family.
"Haha, you're still so arrogant," the blonde woman laughed as she swung on the swing. Then, changing her tone, she said, "And disgusting."
"How dare you!" Dragon Saint's aura suddenly erupted, and a massive golden dragon materialized from its hidden presence, unleashing a deafening roar at the blonde woman.
Instantly, an irresistible dragon's might overwhelmed her. Dragon Saint was the most powerful golden dragon of the Dragon Clan. Under his might, even those not of the Dragon Clan would be suppressed.
As long as the opponent was from the ancient royal family, Dragon Saint Venerable would be fearless. With his bloodline suppressing him, she probably wouldn't even be able to stand now.
This blonde woman held many secrets. She was undoubtedly connected to this shattered netherworld and the giant tree of light in the void. He had a hunch that if he could uncover these secrets, he would gain an opportunity countless times greater than that of the Ancestral Dragon.
"Alas."
A resounding sigh echoed. As Dragon Saint Lord, looking as if he'd eaten shit, the blonde woman leaped from the swing and strolled leisurely, oblivious to the dragon's might, enough to crush even those of inferior bloodline.
"How is that possible!"
Dragon Saint Lord roared in disbelief. He was of the Golden Dragon clan, his bloodline unparalleled in its power. Among the ancient royal families, no one could rival him in bloodline.
Even those from Luofeng Forest were only on par with him.
But the blonde woman before him remained unfazed.
"Who are you?"
The blonde woman didn't answer Saint Dragon's question. Instead, she stared at the golden dragon silhouette on his body and said, "All these years have passed, and you're still playing this game."
"You like to compare bloodlines, don't you?"
The aura surrounding the blonde woman suddenly rose, and auspicious clouds enveloped her. A peaceful, auspicious light illuminated all things. In that moment, all things grew, evil spirits receded, and all the suffering of time seemed to vanish.
A beast-like shadow materialized behind the blonde woman. Its unicorn hooves touched the ground, and a dazzling, divine light suddenly shone.
The shadow's external form combined the head of a lion, the antlers of a deer, the eyes of a tiger, the body of an elk, the scales of a dragon, and the tail of an ox. The tail was furry like a dragon's, and auspicious clouds clung to it, radiating a rainbow of auspicious light.
Saint Dragon's pupils narrowed as he saw the manifested beast-like shadow, but then his expression of disbelief gave way to fury.
He unleashed all the dragon energy in his body, hurled the Nine Dragons and Eight Desolations Refining Heaven Furnace at the blonde, and roared, "It's you traitors! You're still alive!"
"Disappointed?" the blonde said indifferently. Then, extending a hand, the giant tree of light in the void trembled, and beneath Saint Dragon's feet, a multitude of tiny golden roots sprouted.
The roots were delicate, but Saint Dragon's powerful dragon body and highly defensive dragon scales were easily pierced, piercing directly into his flesh.
"What the heck is this? Why can't my flesh withstand it?!" Saint Dragon roared in terror, unleashing all his strength, trying to break free from the roots.
Although the roots were slender, even stretched to their limits, they showed no signs of breaking.
Saint Dragon panicked. He could feel the roots piercing his body, spreading through his blood vessels, flesh, and internal organs. If this continued, he would die.
"Stop struggling! These are the roots of the World Void Tree. Unless you possess the power to lift a world, you won't be able to break free."
"So die, you disgusting Ancient Royal Family." The blonde woman extended a hand radiating golden light, reaching out towards the Dragon Saint.
In the Dragon Saint's golden dragon eyes, the hand grew larger and larger, until it covered everything in him...
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After completing all this, the blonde woman arrived in front of the coffin and sat on the grass, sprawling herself against it, resting her head on it. She listened to the eerie sounds within, gently stroking the coffin with an expression of unparalleled gentleness.
"Father, wait a minute. The World Void Tree is almost finished absorbing everything. This is already the 3,000th small world. You'll be resurrected soon."
"Your daughter misses you so much."
After the blonde spoke, the coffin trembled. A thick, ominous aura emanated from the cracks, and a maddening whisper, but to the blonde's ears, it sounded like her father's call.
"Lan Lin... Lan Lin... save me..."
At the same time...
In the Upper Realm, in the Great Thousand Dao Realm, the Ten Thousand Dragons Dynasty.
The Dragon Emperor of the Ten Thousand Dragons Dynasty was still leisurely sipping tea. Although the Ten Thousand Dragons Dynasty had suffered a heavy loss against the Luohen Immortal Dynasty, and even its foundation had been shaken, as long as the Dragon Saint was still alive, these losses were acceptable.
By then, the Dragon Saint had obtained the opportunity of the Ancestral Dragon in the Lower Realm, perhaps his bloodline would return to his ancestral form, becoming an Ancestral Dragon.
Then, their Ten Thousand Dragons Dynasty would once again stand at the pinnacle of the world, overlooking the Three Thousand Dao Realms.
At that moment, the door was suddenly and roughly flung open. A Dragon Clan disciple, sweat dripping from his forehead, his eyes filled with shock and terror, ran in, accidentally falling.
Ten thousand dragons frowned at the Dragon Emperor and said in disapproval, "You're so flustered! How dare you be so presumptuous in my presence, you disgraceful creature?"
"Dragon... Dragon Emperor... No... This is bad..."
The disciple stuttered, clearly overcome with fear.
"What could have frightened you so much? Is it a human attack, or the death of an ancestor?" the Dragon Emperor asked disapprovingly.
"It's not... It's... It's Lord Dragon Saint. Lord Dragon Saint's soul tablet... is shattered!"
"What!!" The Dragon Emperor sat down on the ground, the tea in his hand soaking his clothes. He froze for a moment, then reacted. A terrifying aura of the Emperor erupted from his body, and he stood up, roaring.
"Impossible! You're courting death! How dare you lie to me!!"
The Dragon Emperor was initially incredulous. Dragon Saint Lord had merely gone to the Lower Realm. The highest level of cultivation in the Lower Realm was at most the Return to One Realm. Dragon Saint Lord could easily crush a multitude with a single blow. How could he possibly perish there?
"It's true! Lord Dragon Emperor, you can go to the Ancestral Land and take a look." A disciple knelt on the ground, trembling all over.
The Dragon Emperor had no time to bother with him and instantly arrived at the Ancestral Land.
Many people had already arrived at the Ancestral Land—core figures and ancestors of the Ten Thousand Dragons Dynasty. Seeing this, the Dragon Emperor's heart sank.
When he saw that Dragon Saint Lord's soul tablet had shattered, he instantly fell into deep despair.
The younger generation of the Ten Thousand Dragons Dynasty was now completely dead.
Even if these old men began mating daily to create dragons, it would be too late.
After their despair, they were overcome with deep anger. The Dragon Emperor immediately unleashed his supreme magical powers, intending to bury a Lower Realm with Dragon Saint Lord. But no matter how hard he searched, he couldn't find the Heavenly Silkworm Realm, leaving him with nothing but impotent rage.
He couldn't understand how the Dragon Saint had died in the Lower Realm. How could he possibly have died? As long as the strongest beings in the Lower Realm surpassed the Guiyi Realm, the laws of the universe in that small world would begin to repel them.
Therefore, there couldn't possibly be any powerful beings in the Lower Realm.
The news of the Ten Thousand Dragon Dynasty hadn't spread yet, and Qin Tian didn't know about it. Even if he did, he would only be surprised. A Dragon Saint was nothing to him, like a loach.
Now, Qin Tian was most looking forward to meeting Qin Lingling.
Qin Lingling was pregnant, his second child. He couldn't wait to hold her in his arms, caress her belly, and feel the beating of life.
The Qin Clan was unlike the Luohen Immortal Dynasty.
The Luohen Immortal Dynasty was within a realm, while Qin Tian was within a realm within the Qin Clan.
The Qin Clan controlled the entire Dao Realm, the vast universe, countless cultivation planets, and billions of sects and families—all within its grasp.
This realm is also known as the Immortal Qin Ancient Realm.
Hu Jiuli, Yan Duo'er, Xiao Meng, Yue Qingling, Zhou Bairou, Zhou Baiyu, and others were visiting the Qin Clan for the first time. When they learned that this entire universe was entirely inhabited by the Qin Clan, they were all surprised.
Their husbands were even more noble than they had imagined.
They sat on the immortal boat, traversing countless star systems.
The further they traveled, the brighter the stars, the more numerous the cultivation planets became, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth became incomparably richer.
Countless powerful sects and families occupied each cultivation planet, demarcating their own territory and controlling everything in the universe.
Among them were imperial Daoist sects, supreme holy lands, and immortal dynasties.
The closer they got to the Ancient Xianqin Territory, the more powerful the sects appeared. Some even occupied entire star systems, controlling dozens of cultivation planets. From afar, one could see a radiant glow rising into the sky, spreading across the vast universe.
However, no matter who they were, or which sect they came from, they would immediately retreat and offer respectful respect upon seeing the immortal boat Qin Tian was riding.
Along the way, Hu Jiuli, Yan Duo'er, and the other women even saw several seemingly formidable sects occupying entire star systems. Whenever the immortal boat passed through their star systems, they would come out to greet it and clear the way.
This time, Qin Tian returned with his daughter, Qin Duoduo.
Every time they passed a sect, their highest authority would come out to greet them, presenting them with precious treasures and congratulating Qin Tian on the birth of his daughter.
All along the way, Xiao Meng, Yue Qingling, Zhou Bairou, and Zhou Baiyu were sore from receiving gifts.
Looking at the mountains of treasures in their hands, they realized they were still quite inexperienced.
This display of power clearly demonstrated Qin Tian's noble status and the terrifying power of the Qin clan behind him.
Finally, they arrived at the Changsheng family, the ancestral land of the Qin clan.
A large group of people were already waiting at the entrance, heads bowed in reverence.
From afar, the Qin clan's ancestral land resembled a fairyland, with floating immortal mountains shrouded in mist, and a multicolored glow reaching the sky. Enveloped in a shroud of purple air, it felt like a celestial wonderland.
Hu Jiuli, Yan Duo'er, and the other women thought the powerful sects they had encountered along the way were already formidable, but compared to the Qin clan before them, they seemed so insignificant.
Of course, they were so stunned that they hadn't remembered that these powerful sects and families outside lived in the ancient domain of Xian Qin.
And the surname here was Qin.
"We're here."
Qin Tian turned to the women and said, then came to Yan Duo'er, who was holding Qin Duoduo. He put his arm around her waist and said, "Don't be nervous! You're a great hero here. No one dares to bully you."
As the immortal boat entered the Qin clan's area, a suffocating aura was immediately felt. Qin Tian frowned and said unhappily, "You old guys, please restrain your aura. What if you scare my daughter?"
"Yes, yes, yes. It's us old guys who are getting confused."
Soon, many of the old men arrived on the immortal boat, their auras completely restrained. Not even a trace of spiritual energy could be detected.
They all surrounded Yan Duo'er, their eyes sparkling as they looked at the child in her arms, their joy overflowing.
"This child is incredibly gifted, possessing an overwhelming spiritual energy. She's naturally gifted with a spiritual sea, but she's too young to tell what kind of constitution she possesses."
"There's a rich vitality and scorching sun power in her bloodline. This is the bloodline of the Sunflower. Girl, are you the Sunflower? No, the Sun Emperor Flower."
"Hahaha, I even like this child. Xiaotian has truly had a wonderful daughter."
"Xiaotian, how about this child becoming my apprentice? I promise that when she grows up, she'll be able to dominate the ages and slay the gods."
"Why would you? You, an old woman, have the ability to do that? You'd be misleading young people, leaving a precious gem in the dust."
"You actually know idioms. Where did you copy them?"
These old men spoke one after another, nearly arguing.
Surrounded by them, Yan Duo'er could only smile awkwardly. It was difficult to leave, and it was difficult not to leave.
"Come on, stop scaring my daughter."
Qin Tian appeared to rescue Yan Duo'er and sent the chattering old men away.
"You all are seniors. This is the first time I've brought my daughter home. You should show some appreciation." Qin Tian put his arm around Yan Duo'er's shoulders and smiled at the elders.
"You, brat, are asking for favors at your own home," an elder scorned Qin Tian.
The old woman who had originally wanted to take Qin Duoduo as her apprentice smiled kindly as she took out a small heart-shaped lock and placed it in Qin Duoduo's swaddling clothes. She said, "This is the Immortal Heart-shaped Lock. Even if you wear it, it will help the wearer absorb spiritual energy, strengthen their bones, and warm their body."
Qin Tian raised an eyebrow. This was a great item! It gave Qin Duoduo a head start.
With someone taking the lead, the other elders felt embarrassed to refuse and took out their treasured possessions.
Yan Duo'er was holding Qin Duoduo in both arms, so it was difficult for her to take it. So, Hu Jiuli stepped forward to take it for Qin Duoduo.
Qin Tian had been quite satisfied, until he saw what Old Biden had taken out. His face darkened instantly.
Not only Qin Tian, but Yan Duo'er also swallowed and took a half step back.
The others looked at him as if he were an idiot.
"What's wrong? This is a treasure of immense value." Old Biden held a massive two-handed hammer, as tall as a man, its head strong enough to be used as a shield. Simply placing the hammer on the ground dented it, spreading spiderweb-like cracks.
Inside the hammer's head was a blazing sun. Even without grasping it, just being close to it could feel its terrifying gravity.
"I compressed and refined a star. This hammer strike is like smacking someone with a star. Forget the Great Emperor, even a Quasi-Emperor would be crippled if not killed."
Everyone else wielded various exquisite and compact magical weapons, but Old Deng was unique and unconventional.
Hu Jiuli stared at the hammer radiating terrifying power, but she didn't dare to reach over and take it.
"You bastard!" An elder smacked him in the head, sending him flying.
"What a lousy hammer! Not only is it huge, it's also incredibly heavy. It's forged from the compression of a star. To lift it, you'd need the strength to lift a star. What's going on in your head?"
Qin Tian was terrified by the hammer; he might not even be able to lift it.
He didn't want his daughter to become a sledgehammer-carrying tough lady. At that moment, a three-meter-tall, muscular Qin Duoduo would say, "Daddy, look at my biceps! They're bigger than your head."
The thought of this made Qin Tian shudder. He decisively threw the sledgehammer, smashing it into a spot within the Qin clan. He would give it to whoever could lift it. After all, it was up to whoever loved him. Qin Duoduo would never use it.
Qin Tian went up to Yan Duo'er, hugged her, and said, "Elders... no, ancestors, you've seen it, you've given us your gifts, you can go back now."
"Hey, don't chase us away. Why don't you let us play with your daughter for a few days?" an ancestor said with a grin.
Yan Duo'er shook her head. She would never agree to that.
Just then, a brick flew out of nowhere and struck him on the head. With a scream, the brick shattered into pieces.
Everyone looked in the direction of the flying brick. A beautiful woman with slender legs and flawless fair complexion stood there, still in the pose of throwing a brick. Although her posture was somewhat uncouth, it couldn't conceal her beauty.
Her skin was like pure jade, and her slender, straight legs radiated an alluring glow. Her voluptuous figure was well-proportioned, and her face, lightly powdered, was breathtakingly beautiful. She wore a red dress, but her belly was round and protruding.
This gave her a maternal charm, a sense of youth transitioning to maturity, like a newly ripe peach.
"I was wondering why you hadn't come back for so long? It turns out you're the old, frivolous bunch who are blocking my way!"
Qin Lingling angrily pointed at the group of old men and cursed. She knew Qin Tian would return to the Qin Clan to see her today, and she was so excited she hadn't slept well for days. But even after receiving the news that Qin Tian had arrived, he still hadn't come to see her, so she came out to check.
Seeing Qin Lingling angry, the old men quickly fled. Qin Lingling's status in the Qin clan was incredibly high now; only she would dare to hit the ancestor with a brick.
Don't forget, Qin Lingling's role model was the vicious wife who married into her husband's family. Born into aristocratic family, she was no ordinary, delicate young lady, but a true villain.
However, she was quite kind to her own people.
Qin Lingling's maids were more than a little more impressive than the other servants.
Qin Tian's mouth twitched. Although his sister was pregnant, she was still as brave as ever.
Qin Tian took a step forward and reappeared beside Qin Lingling. He cupped her pretty face, which was now rounder than before, in his hands and smiled, "Sister, you've gained weight."
"You've got nothing nice to say since you came back," Qin Lingling said, rolling her eyes speechlessly.
Ever since she was found pregnant, the elders in the family have dug out their coffins to feed Qin Lingling. How could she not be fatter?
Although Qin Lingling had gained some weight, she had become even more voluptuous and charming.
Qin Tian smiled, placed his large hand on Qin Lingling's belly, and asked gently, "Are you feeling okay?"
Qin Lingling happily rested her head on her brother's shoulder, looking down at her belly and Qin Tian's hand. She gently placed her hands on the back of Qin Tian's hand and said, "The baby is very good. She never kicks me. She will definitely be an obedient child in the future."
"That's good. If this kid kept kicking you, I, as her father, would definitely give her a beating," Qin Tian said with a sly smile.
"You big pervert," Qin Lingling pinched the back of Qin Tian's hand in annoyance.
She looked at Yan Duo'er behind Qin Tian and ignored him. Instead, she trotted over to Yan Duo'er, looked at Qin Duoduo in her arms, and said, "So cute."
Yan Duo'er smiled, "Miss Lingling's child will surely be just as adorable."
"Hey, Miss Lingling? They're all the wives of the bad brother, and you're older than me, so we can just call each other sisters. This is my first time being a mother, and there's a lot I don't understand that I need to ask my sister."
Qin Lingling smiled harmlessly, a stark contrast to the evil woman who had just hit the old ancestor with a brick.
Qin Tian walked over and introduced Hu Jiuli, Xiao Meng, Yue Qingling, Zhou Bairou, and Zhou Baiyu to Qin Lingling.
Qin Lingling glared at Qin Tian. This guy was having more and more women.
"What's her name?" Qin Lingling asked, teasing the baby in Yan Duo'er's arms.
"Qin Duoduo," Yan Duo'er replied.
"That's a cute name, too. What are you going to name my daughter?" Qin Lingling turned to look at Qin Tian.
Qin Tian had been thinking about a name since he learned Qin Lingling was pregnant. He said, "Same here. I'll give you one of your characters, Qin Linglong."
"Linglong... Linglong..." Qin Lingling's eyes lit up, and she nodded with satisfaction. "That's a good name. I like it. Baby, you have a name. Your name is Qin Linglong."
"Okay, stop standing around. Let's go back."
Qin Tian put his arm around Hu Jiuli's waist and spoke to the other girls.
Qin Lingling and Yan Duo'er walked together, asking about matters related to pregnant women.
Qin Tian, holding Hu Jiuli in his arms, looked at the two mothers in front of him and asked, "Are you envious?"
Hu Jiuli looked a little dejected, but she smiled and shook her head, saying, "Why should I be envious? I already have a daughter. I'm already a mother. Not getting pregnant is just a little regretful, but it's nothing."
"You're just being stubborn." Qin Tian patted her plump butt and said again, "Don't worry, I'll definitely make you pregnant. Wouldn't it be a waste if you didn't give me a big, fat baby with such a beautiful body?"
"We have to work hard." Hu Jiuli gave Qin Tian a charming look.
This vixen was so coquettish, Qin Tian couldn't resist.
Just as Qin Tian was about to tease Hu Jiuli again, he happened to pass by a lotus pond and saw a familiar white figure flash by.
Qin Tian stopped, thought for a moment, patted Hu Jiuli's butt, and said, "You two go back first. I just saw someone I know. I'll go say hello before I go back."
Qin Lingling didn't care. This was the Qin clan, so seeing someone familiar was perfectly normal.
Qin Tian turned and stepped into the lotus pond.
Amidst the green lotus leaves and vibrant pink petals, a woman in white sat alone on the shore, her delicate feet drenched in the water, gently swaying.
She wore simple, clean clothing, devoid of any ornamentation, a plain white dress, her smooth black hair flowing freely.
But her beauty surpassed any adornment.
Her eyebrows seemed to be both veiled and unfurled, her eyes shone with both joy and sorrow, as if shrouded in mist, making them difficult to discern.
Her resentment and melancholy were evident in her dimples, and her body was frail, as if she were afflicted by a disease.
Her eyes shone, and she breathed softly.
Her face held a sickly paleness, making her look frail and vulnerable, drawing pity.
"Sister Wuming," Qin Tian called softly as he approached her.
The woman in white was none other than Qin Wuming, with whom Qin Tian had once met and exchanged a few words.
The Qin Clan's "no-name generation" system was so long ago that it had almost been lost to history. Many in the Qin Clan didn't know what it represented, so it was understandable that Qin Tian didn't know.
"Sir Godson." Qin Wuming started to rise and salute, but was held down by Qin Tian.
"No need. We are all brothers and sisters. Besides, you are frail, so this is unnecessary."
"Would you like to sit with us?" Qin Wuming asked with a smile.
Qin Wuming's smile was incredibly beautiful.
Qin Tian was slightly taken aback, then collected himself. This Clan Sister was truly mysterious. Her smile alone had the power of a charm no less than a spell. No wonder her family wouldn't let her leave the Qin Clan.
What would become of this sickly, delicate beauty if she ever left the clan?
Qin Tian sat down beside her.
"I heard you brought your daughter back?" Qin Wuming asked.
Qin Tian nodded and said, "Yes, do you want to go see her? My daughter is very cute."
"Haha, are you already a daughter slave at such a young age?" Qin Wuming smiled softly.
Qin Tian smiled and said, "Don't worry if you laugh at me. As a new father, I'm still a little confused and at a loss."
"Oh, it's a surprise that the dignified Son of God can have such a lovely side." Qin Wuming smiled happily as he swung his white jade feet in the water.
Her once pale and sickly face now had a bit more color.
Qin Tian reluctantly nodded.
Looking at Qin Wuming's frail and sickly appearance, he felt a pang of heartache. Such a beautiful girl, how could she have become like this?
"Sister Wuming, give me your hand."
Qin Wuming smiled faintly and extended her small hand in front of Qin Tian, resting her other hand on her cheek, watching with interest what Qin Tian was about to do.
Qin Tian grasped Qin Wuming's lower hand, which felt icy cold, smooth, and delicate. The skin was incredibly fine, though a little too thin; one could feel the bones beneath the flesh.
Closing his eyes, boundless chaotic energy surged from his body, transforming into a sea of chaos. From this sea emerged cyan lotuses, swaying and blooming, emitting a faint fragrance.
Chaos energy was the first thing to emerge from the world's creation, the most powerful in terms of power and mass.
Qin Wuming felt wisps of chaotic energy coursing through his body, and instead of feeling surprised or resisting, a hint of reminiscence crossed his eyes.
After a long moment, Qin Tian opened his eyes, his brow furrowing. Even with his Primal Energy, he couldn't figure out what had caused Qin Wuming to become like this.
This surprised him. The clan sister before him seemed even more special than he'd imagined.
Qin Wuming pulled her hand away from Qin Tian's, saying, "Don't worry. The clan elders have seen my body, so there's no need to overthink it."
As she spoke, Qin Wuming casually plucked a bright pink, blooming lotus from the nearby lotus pond and handed it to Qin Tian, saying, "I can't offer a valuable gift. This lotus pond is everything I have. Please don't despise it."
Qin Tian took the lotus in his hand. It was in full bloom, a truly beautiful sight.
"Why would I despise it? Besides, it's beautiful and fragrant." Qin Tian explored it with his spiritual sense. It was indeed just an ordinary lotus.
"Well, it's getting late. You should go back and stay with your wife. I'm going to bathe."
After saying this, Qin Wuming stood up, submerged her entire foot in the Taoist pool, and then walked deeper into the lotus pond. The water covered her thighs, and the splashing water wet her clothes on her chest, revealing a hint of pink in her paleness.
Qin Wuming looked at Qin Tian and said, "Does the Son of God want to watch me bathe?"
"Yes... no!" Qin Tian subconsciously spoke his true thoughts. Having come to this, he felt embarrassed to stay any longer, so he stood up and said goodbye.
Before leaving the lotus pond, he secretly glanced back.
He saw Qin Wuming was already in the process of removing her clothes, revealing her snow-white shoulders. If Qin Tian had taken a few steps back and turned sideways, he would have been able to see Qin Wuming's white and tender breasts.
But Qin Tian did not do so.
He simply left.
Honestly, he had no shortage of women, so there was no need to attack a seriously ill relative.
After Qin Tian left, ripples suddenly spread across the lotus pond. An indistinct figure, radiating white light, emerged from the pond. He gently tapped a lotus petal with one foot.
Looking at Qin Wuming's back, submerged in the water, only his fair shoulders visible, he said, "Second sister, you won't do that to this kid..."
Qin Wuming, not looking at him, said, "If Big Sister hears this, you'll be scolded again. Don't worry, I was just testing him."
"Second sister, I didn't mean it. My brother-in-law has been dead for centuries, and you and Big Sister have been widows forever. This kid also has a Chaos Body, and I heard he has a unique taste, preferring older people..."
"Fuck!"
Before he could finish his words, he saw Qin Wuming raise a white, bony hand. A terrifying aura gathered and boiled above it. In just a moment, the aura ball in Qin Wuming's hand had the terrifying power of hundreds of exploding suns.
"Second sister, take your time washing. I suddenly remembered I haven't hung out my freshly washed shorts yet. You know, I only have two pairs, and if I don't, I'll have nothing to wear. I'll be leaving now."
He immediately ran away. If he got hit, he'd be covered in bruises.
Qin Wuming casually dispersed the spiritual energy ball in her hand and stroked a lotus flower beside her. Her eyes were downcast, and it was unclear what she was thinking about. Perhaps she was missing someone she had known for a long time.