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Qin Lingling hadn't seen Qin Tian in a long time, so she was naturally overjoyed.
Especially since she was pregnant with Qin Tian's child.
The women quickly bonded. Having so many new friends, Qin Lingling felt a little jealous, but also less bored.
Watching Xiao Meng and the others rubbing her belly with envy, she felt incredibly proud.
Even with so many women, her belly was still quite impressive.
So, she proudly went into the kitchen and cooked a few dishes herself, with Hu Jiuli and the Zhou sisters helping out, too.
They knew Qin Tian had a voracious appetite, so even though they didn't have to eat much, they still learned a few dishes to cook for him.
Soon, several dishes were served one after another.
The table was filled with mist, a myriad of colors, and abundant spiritual energy. Even faint visions manifested on some of the dishes.
These are all made with extremely rare ingredients.
Qin Lingling, her belly bulging, brought up a plate of barbecued meat. The meat exuded a rich aroma, and a dragon swam through the heavens.
"This is the dragon meat my grandfather sent me. I heard it was from a Quasi-Emperor-level dragon."
Qin Lingling smiled and pointed to another dish, saying, "This is the million-year-old Tiankui Yin Fruit. Eating it not only improves your cultivation, but for women, it strengthens the body and preserves youth."
Each dish Qin Lingling introduced had a profound origin, and the ingredients used were all incredibly surprising.
"Now I know how you gained weight," Qin Tian said, his mouth twitching.
Qin Lingling's food was incredibly good! Better than anything he ate.
"I'm called plump. Don't you like big breasts? Are they big now?" Qin Lingling kicked Qin Tian's calf in dissatisfaction, then cupped her breasts with both hands and asked with a smile.
"Did I say I like big breasts?" Qin Tian asked shamelessly.
Qin Lingling glanced at Qin Tian with disdain, then swept her eyes over the breasts of Yan Duo'er, Hu Jiuli, Xiao Meng, the Zhou sisters, and Yue Qingling.
Yue Qingling was the youngest here, but she was just smaller than them, which didn't mean she had no breasts.
"Isn't that obvious?"
Qin Lingling's words made everyone present laugh. It was well known that Qin Tian favored three things:
One, big breasts.
Two, a big butt.
Three, older.
These were no longer secrets.
Everyone began to take their seats, eating with gusto. Yan Duo'er and Hu Jiuli sat on either side of Qin Tian, constantly serving him food with gentle, tender eyes.
"Why don't you two just feed him?" Qin Lingling said speechlessly.
Qin Tian, shameless, simply wrapped his arms around the two beautiful women and said, "Just listen to me, sister. Feed me."
Hu Jiuli and Yan Duo'er smiled, picked up their chopsticks, and began to feed Qin Tian.
That's the advantage of older, mature women: gentle and caring. Just look at the three younger people present.
Xiao Meng was busy eating.
Yue Qingling was oblivious to the world outside, focused solely on filling the table with food.
Qin Lingling, on the other hand, was concerned with herself; she was glad she didn't let anyone feed her.
Qin Tian felt a little thirsty, and his eyes flicked to Yan Duo'er's plump breasts. She was still breastfeeding, her breasts swollen and round with milk. It looked incredibly heavy.
Yan Duo'er was the Flame Sun Emperor Flower. Its true form was a Flame Sun Flower, one of the most common in the Great Thousand Dao Realm, possessing exceptional resilience and adaptability. As long as there was sunlight, it could grow endlessly.
This flower was found everywhere, vibrant in color and possessing a delicate fragrance.
Yan Duo'er shared these characteristics: beautiful, fiery red hair, a faint, pleasant floral scent, and naturally, her milk was the same: mellow and delicious, rich in spiritual energy, smooth and delicate, and overflowing with fragrance.
Qin Duoduo had been drinking Yan Duo'er's milk, and had grown much stronger.
Qin Tian's large hand swung from behind to her chest, then grabbed the collar of her shirt and pulled it down. Yan Duo'er's milk-filled breasts popped out. They were large and round, so full of milk that they looked larger than a person's head.
"Ah!" Yan Duo'er felt a chill in her chest, and then saw her breasts exposed, and she couldn't help but scream. Qin Tian cupped a large breast with his large hand and said with a wicked grin, "Duo'er, I'm thirsty."
He then squeezed hard, and a stream of milk immediately spurted out from Yan Duo'er's nipple, filling the room with the sweet aroma of milk.
Xiao Meng was busy eating when she heard Yan Duo'er's scream. She looked up and was splashed with milk all over her face.
"You rascal! Can you please eat properly?"
Xiao Meng said angrily. Yan Duo'er's milk supply was so abundant that Qin Tian's squeeze had caused it to spurt out continuously. Now, most of the dishes on the table were stained with Yan Duo'er's milk.
Yan Duo'er blushed as red as her hair at the sight. Unable to pry Qin Tian's large hands from her breasts, she could only cover her face with both hands, feeling ashamed to be milked in front of so many of her sisters.
Qin Lingling looked at Qin Tian speechlessly. She knew her brother's character, but she didn't mind him too much. Initially, she felt a little sorry for the delicious food, but a sniff revealed that it seemed even sweeter after being soaked in Yan Duo'er's milk.
She couldn't help but pick up a piece and taste it. Her eyes lit up, and she turned to Qin Tian and said, "Brother, squeeze more, it's delicious!"
Xiao Meng also tasted a piece, and her eyes lit up, immediately wiping away her previous dissatisfaction and continuing to eat.
Xiao Meng had been born into a poor family, but she had never tasted such delicious food. Although the food in the Luohen Immortal Dynasty was good, it still couldn't compare to the Qin Clan.
Hearing Qin Lingling's words, Yan Duo'er was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a hole to hide in, but Qin Tian held her waist firmly, preventing her from moving or resisting. She could only cover her face, trying to hide her anger.
Qin Tian chuckled, lifted a breast, and sucked on the nipple.
"Hmm..."
Yan Duo'er instinctively moaned. She hadn't had sex with Qin Tian since she became pregnant, and now that he was sucking her, her lower body immediately began to wet.
Qin Tian held the nipple in his mouth, circling it with the tip of his tongue. Then, with a sudden thrust, Yan Duo'er shuddered as a stream of hot milk spurted into his mouth.
It was warm and sweet, with a rich floral fragrance. It flowed smoothly and was so delicious that Qin Tian couldn't help but slurp and swallow.
Yan Duo'er's body trembled, and she exhaled in large gulps of the fragrance. Just as she had her milk sucked, she orgasmed.
As Qin Tian sucked Yan Duo'er's milk, his eyes inadvertently glanced at Qin Lingling.
He noticed Qin Lingling watching him suckle with gusto.
This time, her sister's outfit was rather casual. Beneath her plump breasts was a rounded belly, but she wore very little underneath, revealing her snow-white thighs and delicate feet.
Qin Lingling's legs were the most beautiful of any woman's, long, slender, and perfectly shaped. These legs could be played with for a lifetime.
Furthermore, Qin Lingling's casual attire made her look quite revealing. The thin clothing even revealed the outline of her breasts; she wasn't even wearing any bra.
Only then did he take a closer look at Qin Lingling's outfit. While Qin Tian sucked Yan Duo'er's milk, his eyes were fixed on Qin Lingling. Qin Lingling wore no bra, and her nipples were clearly visible.
The open neckline framed her slender, watery shoulders, revealing her snow-white neck and bust. Paired with translucent silk tulle, it exudes a hazy, mysterious beauty. Her snow-white, pink thighs, unreservedly exposed, and her plump, sexy buttocks are simply incredibly provocative.
Her firm, plump breasts bounced up and down with her breathing, truly captivating.
Her pregnant belly didn't detract from her beauty; instead, it added a unique touch of beauty.
As if sensing Qin Tian's intense gaze, Qin Lingling gently kicked him under the table with her perfect long legs and gave him a coquettish look.
As if to say, "You're still sucking another woman's breasts while your eyes are fixed on me—you're such a lecherous, bad brother."
"Hubby, please stop humiliating Duo'er. She's so embarrassed she's about to turn into a flower, haha." Hu Jiuli said with a delicate laugh and a teasing tone.
Qin Tian opened his mouth and released Yan Duo'er's nipple. Even with his mouth removed, the nipple continued to spurt milk out of inertia. Naturally, Qin Tian didn't want to waste it. He took out a few bottles and actually filled them.
"If I'm not sucking Duo'er's, should I suck yours?" Qin Tian looked at Hu Jiuli and said.
"I don't have any milk, but doesn't Lingling have some?" Hu Jiuli said, her charming eyes casting a seductive glance at Qin Lingling.
Qin Lingling was stunned. She hadn't expected to be caught up in the fun. Unlike Yan Duo'er, she was not as gentle and obedient as she was. "Don't even think about it! My child hasn't even had a bite yet. I'm not giving this first bite to this wicked brother."
Qin Tian spread his hands and looked at Hu Jiuli. "Get pregnant soon, so you can share Duo'er's milk."
With that, he bit Yan Duo'er's other nipple and began to suck.
The milk in the bottle was also shared among Xiao Meng, Yue Qingling, and the Zhou sisters. After drinking it, their eyes lit up; it was truly delicious.
Qin Lingling also took a sip and smiled at Yan Duo'er, whose face was blushing and blushing. "Sister Duo'er's milk is truly extraordinary! No wonder my naughty brother loves it. Why don't you let Linglong drink your milk too when she's born?"
"Huh?" Yan Duo'er was so shocked by this that she forgot to cover her face with her hands.
"You... stop teasing me... Um... Husband, don't eat it all... If Duoduo gets hungry, I'll have to feed her."
Everyone couldn't help but laugh at Yan Duo'er's embarrassment. Her reaction was so adorable.
Qin Tian thought about it and realized he couldn't let his daughter go hungry. So, he reluctantly released Yan Duo's nipple.
"Are you full?" Qin Lingling asked with a smile.
However, beneath the table, her slender legs rose, she removed her shoes, and slowly ascended under the tablecloth.
"I'll go see Duoduo..."
Finally escaping Qin Tian's clutches, Yan Duo'er quickly found an excuse to flee. It was truly embarrassing. She was still thin-skinned and could withstand such teasing.
"You pervert, you can't even stop eating," Qin Lingling said in a lecturing tone.
However, beneath the table, her perfectly straight, snow-white legs had already stretched out to Qin Tian's crotch. She raised her toes and gently pressed them against her brother's crotch.
Qin Tian suddenly felt something pressing against his crotch and looked down. It was Qin Lingling, sitting across from him, her face still lecturing her brother.
Seeing Qin Tian lower his head, Qin Lingling couldn't help but feel shy, but she was much bolder than Yan Duo'er. Seeing Qin Tian look up at her, she winked at him, her eyes full of flirtation.
"You too! You're already grown up, and you still need your sister to scold you." Qin Lingling said as her long leg beneath the table pressed against Qin Tian's crotch, slowly drawing circles through his pants.
"Yes, Sister Lingling, tell me about this bad guy. He always loves to humiliate us." Seeing Qin Lingling dare to scold Qin Tian, and Qin Tian not daring to retort, Xiao Meng felt as if he had found a backer.
She immediately began to complain to Qin Lingling.
Little did she know that Qin Tian wasn't afraid to reply, but rather that the pleasure of Qin Lingling's foot rubbing against his crotch was too much for him to speak.
Hearing Xiao Meng's complaint, Qin Tian glared at her fiercely. This girl hadn't been fucked in a few days, and her pussy was itching again.
"Sister, he's glaring at me!" Xiao Meng hugged Qin Lingling's arm and pointed at Qin Tian.
Qin Lingling smiled slightly, continuing to rub her brother's crotch with her foot, saying, "With me here, he can't bully you. If you have anything to say, just say it."
"Really?" Xiao Meng said, then looked at Qin Tian with a sly smile.
Zhou Bairou opened her mouth several times but remained silent. This silly goddaughter of hers was probably going to be fucked by Qin Tian again.
"You're itchy, aren't you?" Qin Tian sat up straight and spread his legs, allowing Qin Lingling's beautiful legs to move more easily.
Qin Lingling chuckled softly, leaned forward, and said with a hint of meaning, "You're itchy, aren't you? Do you want me to tickle you?"
Just then, Qin Tian felt a chill under his crotch. He looked down and saw a slender hand reaching out from beside him, pulling down his pants and releasing his already hard cock.
Qin Lingling was also startled, because the touch on her foot had changed. No longer was there a layer of fabric between them, but the sole of her foot and the cock were touching each other flesh to flesh without any obstruction.
She hadn't expected Qin Tian to be even bolder than her, actually taking off his pants under the table.
Qin Tian looked at the owner of the slender hand and discovered it was Hu Jiuli. She propped her head up with one hand while reaching under the table with the other, quietly helping Qin Tian remove his pants, allowing them to enjoy themselves even more.
Hun Jiuli was very sensitive to such things, and with foxes' keen senses, she couldn't hide Qin Tian and Qin Lingling's subtle movements from her.
Seeing Qin Tian's gaze, Hu Jiuli simply winked playfully, signaling them to continue.
"Sister Lingling, why is your face so red? You're pregnant. Are you okay?" Xiao Meng, observing Qin Lingling's blush, asked with some concern.
"Ah...oh...it's okay. Maybe I ate too much dragon meat, and my spiritual energy has expanded a bit," Qin Lingling nodded.
"You've almost finished eating, let me help you back to your room."
Qin Lingling was Xiao Meng's trusted supporter now, so naturally she had to curry her favor. Qin Lingling stopped her footwork immediately upon hearing this. She didn't want to leave yet, as she truly enjoyed the thrill of secretly masturbating her brother with her feet in public.
Qin Lingling pinched Qin Tian's cock with her toes and winked at him.
A wave of pain shot through his cock. He knew Qin Lingling didn't want to leave yet, and since he hadn't ejaculated yet, he naturally didn't want her to leave mid-sentence.
He looked at Xiao Meng, a sly grin curling his lips. He also extended his foot, but not to Qin Lingling, but to Xiao Meng. Catching Xiao Meng off guard, he pushed aside her knees and slipped under her skirt, his toes touching the small hole between her beautiful legs through the thin layer of her panties.
Xiao Meng's body froze instantly. Her plump buttocks, just about to rise, immediately fell back down. She lowered her head to see a thief's foot wedged between her legs. Then, looking up again, she saw a sly grin on Qin Tian's face. She knew exactly what was going on. She glared at him in shame, wanting him to remove it.
However, Qin Tian ignored her gaze and, instead of removing it, extended his toes, pressing against Xiao Meng's delicate clitoris, hidden within her thin panties.
Xiao Meng's sensitive clitoris trembled slightly at the pressure, releasing a tinge of pleasure. She couldn't help but spread her legs, allowing Qin Tian's toes to penetrate her more easily, more deeply, more freely, and more freely.
Xiao Meng gasped and shuddered. Although she didn't want to admit it, her body had become incredibly sensitive after Qin Tian's repeated training and rape. She wanted to remove Qin Tian's treacherous foot, but the pleasure emanating from her body made it difficult for her to do so.
Qin Tian's actions were of course not hidden from Qin Lingling, and she immediately became uneasy. She was using her foot to masturbate her brother, while her brother was using his foot to masturbate another woman. The three of them had actually formed a triangle.
Qin Lingling leaned forward slightly, speeding up the movement of her foot.
Qin Tian's eyes widened as he watched his sister's plump, white breasts sway as she leaned forward and breathed. A deep cleavage could be vaguely seen through her dress, revealing the plump, round breasts of a pregnant woman. Qin Tian felt a surge of intense pleasure, unable to control himself any longer. He nimbly twisted his toes between Xiao Meng's narrow legs, the pleasure stirring deep within her vagina. Arousal fluid slowly overflowed, soaking her underwear and even dripping down her thighs onto the floor.
Even on the other side, his huge, hard cock, played with by his sister's beautiful feet, erupted in a fiery spurt of semen.
The entire scalding load landed on Qin Lingling's feet, instantly coating her feet and even her thighs with hot sperm. It was a pity they were under the table, otherwise the scene would have been incredibly obscene.
"Hmm..." Qin Lingling bit her lower lip, placing her chopsticks on the table, suppressing the violent heaving of her chest.
Her pretty face flushed with passion, her eyes hazy. The legs she had been teasing Qin Tian with earlier had long since dropped, her knees weakening.
Just then, Qin Tian felt his feet wet. Looking at Xiao Meng, he saw she was already flushed, her eyes brimming with lust, having orgasmed from Qin Tian's foot-fuck.
And so, in this atmosphere of lust, the meal ended with a flurry of intercourse.
Xiao Meng, blushing, ran back to her room early. She needed to change into her underwear, which was now soaked from her orgasm and uncomfortable to wear.
Qin Lingling also left, supporting her large belly. Her skirt occasionally lifted as she walked, revealing the shimmering glint of her long, beautiful legs.
After dinner, Qin Tian, with nothing to do, took Hu Jiuli on a tour of the Qin Clan.
Xiao Meng didn't want to follow him.
She, Yue Qingling, and the Zhou sisters went to the Qin Clan's cultivation cave to advance their cultivation.
As for Yan Duo'er, she had to stay home to take care of the children, and Qin Lingling was pregnant and couldn't move around easily, so they took Hu Jiuli with them.
The Qin Clan was enormous, unimaginably vast.
The Qin Clan's ancestral land was a separate, uniquely vast space, strange and magnificent, completely unlike the outside world. It was unknown where the ancestors had carved it out of existence.
The Qin Clan had three thousand floating islands, and beneath them lay a vast ocean and an immense landmass, with several capitals on top.
The Qin Clan's islands were home to members of the Qin Clan, their wives and daughters, or the followers of noble sons.
The capital beneath Sky Island was where the families of Qin clan members with other surnames stayed. They served the Qin clan, and the clan would take good care of their families.
If their offspring were capable, they would be brought to Sky Island for training. If they possessed exceptional talent, they would even be given the Qin surname.
Qin Tian had long felt that the layout of the Qin clan's ancestral land resembled the Three Thousand Dao Realms and countless lower realms. Whether there was any connection between them, he had no idea.
The two held hands, talking and laughing affectionately. Looking at Hu Jiuli's slightly flushed face and her irritated eyes, one could tell they were discussing something auspicious.
Just then, a figure approached. This figure was shirtless, with barely a single piece of intact skin on his body, covered in scars of all sizes and lengths. Even his face was scarred.
He exuded a terrifying aura, and in his hands he held a severed head.
The features on the head were distorted and hideous, revealing the immense pain he had endured before his death.
But on its forehead, there is a pair of horns.
"Greetings, Lord Son of God." The visitor bowed respectfully upon seeing Qin Tian.
"Yes," Qin Tian nodded, then looked at the skull in his hand and asked, "What is this?"
Qin Peng, a foreigner given the surname Qin, had been granted certain privileges because his father, a follower of a Qin clan member, had died in battle.
However, he lived up to the Qin clan's training, becoming a leader among the younger generation and ultimately being given the surname Qin.
Bestowing the Qin surname on foreigners granted them the right to reside on Sky Island and marry women from Qin clan branches.
Qin Peng raised the skull in his hand and said, "This is from the Ancient Imperial Clan's Barbarian God Peak. I recently received word that members of the Ancient Imperial Clan were causing trouble in my Xianqin Ancient Domain, so I went there and am now bringing this skull back."
Qin Tian frowned. When had these members of the Ancient Imperial Clan become so bold? They actually came to the Xianqin Ancient Domain to cause trouble.
They previously attacked Tianqing City, hoping to drive a wedge between them and the Luohen Immortal Dynasty, and now they're testing the Qin Clan's territory again. Have they truly lived too long and grown tired of it?
Hu Jiuli had recently learned about the affairs of the Ancient Imperial Family. She hugged Qin Tian's arm and asked with some concern:
"Hubby, Bingchan is also in the Ancient Imperial Family. Will she be alright?"
Qin Tian shook his head and said, "Don't worry. Bingchan holds a high position within the Ancient Imperial Family, and her master treats her very well."
"Is the Bingchan you're talking about Wu Bingchan, the Saintess of the Ancient Imperial Family, the Sky Fox Clan?" Qin Peng asked.
"Do you know Bingchan? How is she doing?" Seeing that Qin Peng knew, Hu Jiuli hurriedly inquired.
"Madam Shenzi, don't worry. Once, while I was training outside, I killed several members of the Ancient Imperial Family and heard about Wu Bingchan from them."
"When the ancient prodigy of the Sky Fox lineage awakened and was about to take over the entire Sky Fox clan, Wu Bingchan, the Saint, challenged him."
"The battle is said to have lasted for three days and three nights, and ultimately the ancient prodigy was slain by Wu Bingchan. From then on, Wu Bingchan became the de facto ruler of the Sky Fox clan, able to command the entire clan."
"This news was sealed by the Ancient Imperial Family, so it hasn't spread yet."
Qin Tian raised an eyebrow. This girl had really made it. She could actually single-handedly kill an ancient prodigy. He was quite surprised.
Hu Jiuli smiled with relief when she heard that her daughter was not only safe but also so powerful.
Qin Tian nodded, indicating that he understood. He put his arm around Hu Jiuli's waist and was about to leave. Qin Peng looked at Qin Tian, hesitating for a long moment before speaking, "Sir, they all say you're the strongest of this generation of the Qin Clan. Is that true?"
Qin Tian paused, turned, and looked at him indifferently, "Why? You want a fight?"
"I long for a strong opponent. Please, Sir, fight me. Let me see the difference between you and me."
Qin Peng said eagerly.
Qin Tian thought for a moment. This Qin Peng was an absolute battle maniac and a training enthusiast. To put it bluntly, the Qin Clan needed this kind of fearless, powerful outsider to fight for them.
Furthermore, he had been away from the Qin Clan for a long time, and many of the young people who had emerged now were somewhat dissatisfied with him, the Son of God.
"Alright, I'll allow you to fight. Go to the Douxiantai and wait for me. I'll be there soon." Qin Tian finally agreed.
"You can also spread the word and let everyone come and watch."
"Thank you, Son of God, for your help!" Qin Peng bowed his head in gratitude, but a glint flashed in his eyes.
He longed for an opponent, but he also doubted the strength of this rarely seen Son of God. If he could defeat him, he would receive further training.
Soon, news of Qin Tian's agreement to Qin Peng's challenge spread throughout the Qin Clan, and all the younger generation rushed to the Douxiantai.
The Douxiantai was a frequent haunt of many talented geniuses and one of the Qin Clan's busiest venues. It was common to see numerous geniuses competing on the Douxiantai, and the Qin Clan encouraged this kind of competition, as long as no one was killed.
Today, the Douxiantai was particularly lively. Qin Peng had already taken his seat, meditating and recuperating, ready to face Qin Tian in perfect condition.
The numerous geniuses present were roughly divided into two groups.
On one side were the newly minted young prodigies. They had never seen this mysterious, elusive Son of God, and knew only that he was lustful.
Although the Qin Clan had strict rules prohibiting insubordination, they harbored doubts about this Son of God, though they kept silent.
Young prodigies were often proud and arrogant, so it was natural for them to harbor such thoughts.
On the other side, most were direct descendants of the Qin Clan. They had either been beaten by Qin Tian or had witnessed him do the same. They had no problem with his status as the Son of God.
Most of them were there to watch the show.
"Hey, how long do you think Qin Peng can hold out?" someone asked with a sly grin.
"How long? He'd be lucky if he could take three punches."
"It seems the Son of God's cousin hasn't fought in the Qin Clan in ages, and these people are getting a little cocky."
On the other side, they had a different perspective.
"Hmph, what Son of God? Today I want to see what he's capable of."
"If this Lord Son of God can't even defeat Qin Peng, it would be a disgrace."
"Qin Peng is, after all, a War Heaven Sacred Body, incredibly powerful. He's fighting against a higher-level opponent. Even if this Lord Son of God wins, if it's an ugly victory, it'll be a joke."
"That's right. By then, the position of Son of God might even fall to us."
The Douxian Stage was bustling with activity. Not only the young prodigies, but also many elders glanced in their direction.
Qin Tian, on his side, continued to leisurely embrace Hu Jiuli's voluptuous waist, flirting with her.
"Husband, aren't you going to duel him?" Hu Jiuli asked seductively.
Qin Tian embraced Hu Jiuli, caressing her plump breasts with his loving hands.
Hu Jiuli curled up in Qin Tian's arms, somewhat unbearable, her shy expression full of allure, her breathing light and rapid.
"Why rush? Let them wait. I'm the Son of God after all, so I should show some respect."
Qin Tian grasped her plump, fleshy breasts and kneaded them. Hu Jiuli twisted her snow-white body, her slender legs and round shoulders trembling seductively. Qin Tian sucked on her delicate earlobe, stimulating her passion.
Pulling her hand down, he pressed it against his hard, hot cock. "I'm horny right now and can't fight. You don't want your husband to embarrass you, do you? Cool me down first?"
Hu Jiuli immediately felt his immense, hard, and majestic presence. Her pretty face flushed, and she bit her lower lip. Shyly yet boldly, she gently caressed it with her delicate fingers.
Qin Tian kneaded Fox Jiuli's slippery breasts. These plump, full breasts were so soft and elastic that he could never tire of touching them.
Fox Jiuli flirted with a look, her delicate hand gripping the penis and stroking it up and down. Her other hand wasn't idle either, teasing the two scrotums beneath it.
Fox Jiuli was incredibly perceptive; she knew exactly what to do without him saying anything.
But the stimulation from her hand wasn't enough, so she bit Fox Jiuli's ear and said, "Jiuli baby, give me a blowjob, faster."
Fox Jiuli gazed at the large, vibrant cock before her, and hearing Qin Tian's "Jiuli baby" in her ear, she felt delighted, but she still gave him a cold look.
Fox Jiuli released the penis in her hand and squatted down in front of Qin Tian. With a blush on her face, she gently parted her lips and took the large cockhead into her mouth.
At that moment, an inexplicable surge of emotion ignited within her mouth.
Slowly, she began to twist her body up and down, inexplicable waves of pleasure resounding within her body.
The hard, thick, and hot glans rubbed against her lips, palate, cheeks, and even pressed against her throat, causing her to moan softly.
Hou Jiuli brushed her hair behind her ears and took the large glans back into her mouth, pumping it up and down.
"Jiuli baby, deeper, your little mouth is so good," Qin Tian cried out in pleasure. Hu Jiuli was very adept at this kind of thing, and with her lover's encouragement, she began to give Qin Tian an even more vigorous blowjob, carefully working her way from the side of the shaft to the tip, sucking hard, then slowly sliding down from the side, stirring it with her tongue while her left hand gently caressed the scrotum.
Sweat beaded on Fox Jiuli's forehead, and her chest rose and fell even more violently, her plump, round breasts bouncing up and down. Her beauty, as she leisurely performed oral sex, intensely stimulated Qin Tian's genitals and senses.
Fox Jiuli rubbed the glans of the penis with her tongue with all her might, then gently nibbled it with her teeth, finally covering it completely with her lips.
Her small mouth moved freely up and down the penis, her lips moving up and down.
Her delicate mouth sucked and kissed the penis with meticulous caress. Her delicate white hands gently grasped the shaft, caressing it with waves of caress, causing it to swell and rise.
Fox Jiuli seemed to cherish her lips as she placed them on the dragon's shaft, leaving red marks on it.
Qin Tian felt great pleasure. Fox Jiuli extended her tongue, repeatedly licking the glans of the penis with the tip of her tongue.
Qin Tian's licking was unbearable, and his cock was aroused, swelling even more, nearly bringing him to orgasm.
Fox Jiuli seized the opportunity to open her honey lips and take the cock into her mouth again. Unfortunately, her small cherry mouth could only barely accommodate two-thirds of the shaft.
Fox Jiuli sucked and rocked it up and down, feeling the cock grow thicker, larger, and hotter. It trembled and thrust deep into her mouth and throat, suffocating her and making her dizzy!
She finally spit out the cock, glancing at it with a seductive look. It was red and hard. As she stroked it, she glanced up at Qin Tian. She smiled slightly, opened her mouth again, and swallowed the cock in, lingering for a while before spitting it out again!
The gulping and spitting nearly killed Qin Tian.
Under Hu Jiuli's superb oral skills, Qin Tian could no longer hold back.
Finally, Qin Tian erupted inside Hu Jiuli's small mouth.
The scorching cum burst almost directly into her throat, seemingly unable to accommodate so much scalding fluid.
A good deal of it spilled onto the corners of her mouth, causing her to cough softly.
Qin Tian pulled his penis from her red lips.
Watching the beautiful Hu Jiuli, coughing and blushing, look slightly embarrassed, Qin Tian felt a sense of accomplishment.
But he still considerately took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweet saliva and his semen from her lips, corners of her mouth, and cheeks.
Hu Jiuli sat down on the ground, panting heavily. Looking at Qin Tian's now softened cock, her heart skipped a beat. Qin Tian's sexual prowess was so terrifying at such a young age.
She was a thousand-year-old vixen, one of the most resistant of all Qin Tian's women, but just one blowjob left her feeling exhausted.
You know, before, she could have drained Qin Tian dry all by herself.
Luckily, Qin Tian had many women around him. If she were alone, she'd probably be worried about being fucked to death.
After Qin Tian ejaculated, he felt a sense of relief. Hu Jiuli was truly a rare beauty in bed. This blowjob was far more pleasurable than many women's vaginal sex.
He pulled Hu Jiuli up from the ground, tidied her messy clothes, and set off for the Douxiantai.
The Douxiantai was already packed. Although Qin Peng had been waiting for a long time, Qin Tian still hadn't arrived.
Someone, perhaps growing impatient, asked with some discontent, "Could it be that the Son of God is afraid and doesn't dare come? Afraid of embarrassing himself?"
But just then, the once-crowded crowd parted to make way.
"Who just said the Son of God is afraid and doesn't dare come?" Qin Lingling's voice rang out.
Qin Lingling, heavily pregnant, arrived at the Douxiantai, accompanied by Xiao Meng.
Unlike Qin Tian, Qin Lingling had always been within the Qin Clan, and with her domineering personality, she was no match for anyone before she became pregnant.
She held her pregnant belly in one hand, a gleaming golden brick in the other, glaring at the person who had just spoken.
"If you're brave enough, stand out and watch me beat your brains out!"
Everyone turned their gaze towards the person who had spoken, but found the place empty; the person had long since vanished.
At that moment, outside the Douxiantai, a man slipped away stealthily.
"You expect me to be smart and run fast! If Sister Lingling catches me, I'll be beaten into a pulp with a brick!"
With that, he fled. He also planned to pick up a few outbound commissions and stay out of the spotlight.
Qin Lingling's appearance was a minor incident.
The next moment, a young man appeared in the sky, holding a charming woman in his arms, and stepped through the air.
Each step was firm, as if he were actually stepping on stairs, making a resounding sound.
Soon, in the blink of an eye, he appeared on the Douxiantai.
Qin Tian was dressed in white, as white as snow. His eyes were as bright as stars, clear and pure, without any impurities. His slender figure was like a jade tree in the wind, exuding a sense of transcendence and elegance.
His smooth black hair was like silk, and his face was exquisite, as if flawless to the extreme.
The beauty in his arms captivated countless men's gazes.
They had never seen such a charming and enchanting woman in their entire lives; she was a true succubus!
Her large eyes were filled with a smile, a playful allure, a shimmering allure. The corners of her delicate mouth curled slightly, her red lips parted, inviting a kiss. This woman exuded an inherent allure and allure, seemingly constantly seducing and tugging at men's nerves.
Hu Jiuli's alluring presence was enough to keep the young men present in check.
Add to that the blush on her face, having just finished giving Qin Tian a blowjob, and she felt even more shy.
"So... so beautiful..."
Someone couldn't help but murmur.
"What a handsome little brother..."
Unlike the men, the women looked at Qin Tian with eyes full of love. This Son of God was truly handsome.
Qin Tian didn't care. He wasn't so stingy as to say his women couldn't be looked at by others.
So he might as well just treat them like canaries, locking them up for his own admiration.
He stepped forward, looked at Qin Peng on the stage, and said with a smile, "Something delayed me. Seeing you've been waiting for me for so long, I'll give you a chance."
As soon as he said this, everyone's attention shifted from their beauty and handsomeness, and they all looked at Qin Tian in surprise.
You have to remember that Qin Peng possesses the War Heaven Saint Body. They were all about the same age, so even if there was a difference, how big could it be?
This Son of God was too arrogant.
"You keep your word!" Qin Peng stood up, looking down at Qin Tian.
"I'm the Son of God of the Qin Clan. How can I not keep my word?" Qin Tian said calmly with a smile.
Like a banished immortal, untouched by the mundane world, it seemed as if a single blow from Qin Peng was a trivial matter.
"The Son of God really agreed!"
"Is he crazy or just overconfident?"
"This Son of God is too arrogant. He's doomed to fail."
Where else, a group of direct descendants of the Qin clan sat, cracking melon seeds and eating watermelon, looking as if they were trying to stifle laughter but couldn't quite bring themselves to laugh.
Qin Lingling also found a seat, and Hu Jiuli and Xiao Meng sat beside her.
"Let my brother teach these people a lesson, dampen their spirits," Qin Lingling said proudly.
"That's right. We got beaten so badly back then. We'll have to watch the show this time."
"Tsk tsk, this Qin Peng is truly pitiful."
These direct descendants began to gloat.
"Alright! I'll apologize!" Qin Peng wouldn't budge.
Immediately, an extremely powerful aura erupted, unleashing his immense cultivation.
For a moment, the void hummed, spiritual energy surged, divine light radiated, and the surroundings shook.
Qin Peng took a step forward, his figure moving at an incredible speed, vanishing into a trailing afterimage, so fast it was almost invisible to the naked eye.
Boom!
A punch lashed out, and the surging spiritual energy erupted, transforming into a massive golden fist, brimming with powerful energy.
This strike was Qin Peng's full force, so swift that no one could react.
Few of his generation could withstand this blow.
Too powerful!
This was the Qin clan's prodigy, his strength and character unmatched by ordinary strength.
Boom!
The giant fist landed, and just when everyone thought Qin Tian would be seriously injured, their eyes widened in horror.
Qin Peng's face was filled with shock.
As if time had stood still, the golden fist hovered just a few centimeters in front of Qin Tian.
Before the crowd could recover from the shock of this scene, Qin Tian's lips curled up into a faint smile.
He took a step forward and, with a casual wave of his hand, dispelled the shadowy fist before him.
The next moment, Qin Peng's face darkened. He instinctively sensed an extremely dangerous aura, telling him he would die.
But he refused to give in. Who dared to claim victory before the actual clash?
"Ah!!"
Qin Peng clenched his fists and roared, his aura reaching its peak.
Swoosh!
A sonic boom echoed, and the Douxian Arena's surface cracked with a bang, cracks spreading across the entire arena. It was easy to imagine the terrifying intensity of Qin Peng's attack.
Qin Peng appeared in an instant, charging forward and striking Qin Tian with a punch.
Qin Tian didn't budge an inch, simply raising his fist to meet the blow.
The two fists collided, and Qin Tian's clothes rustled in the fierce wind, outlining his sturdy and slender figure. As Qin Peng's fist connected with Qin Tian's, an overwhelming force surged through his body.
He seemed so vulnerable to this force. He saw his arm break, and then he lost sight, his consciousness fading.
Qin Peng exchanged a punch with Qin Tian, and everyone saw Qin Peng spit out blood, his arm shattered, the broken bones protruding from his skin. Qin Peng flew backward, flew off the Douxian Stage, smashed through the wall, and disappeared from everyone's sight.
"Wow, Qin Peng didn't even take a single punch. The Son of God has grown even stronger." A direct bloodline disciple, cracking melon seeds while watching the show, smirked.
"Of course, you don't even see whose man he is. Hey, give me some of your melon seeds." Qin Lingling was even more delighted.
The disciples, who had never witnessed Qin Tian's terror before, were terrified. Qin Peng wasn't the strongest among them, but he was definitely in the top three.
But he didn't even take a single punch from Qin Tian. Qin Tian didn't even move a single step the entire time, merely raising his fist.
Qin Tian looked at them calmly, saying, "Are there any of you who want to challenge me?"
The crowd, frightened by Qin Tian's gaze, lowered their heads, not daring to meet his eyes. The arrogant and conceited demeanor they had earlier was gone.
"What about you?"
Qin Tian's tone shifted, his gaze turning towards the crowd of people munching on melons.
"Your melon is quite sweet."
"Don't you see who planted it? I watered it daily with my own essence, so it's naturally sweet."
"Fuck you! I'll fight you!"
Seeing they were diverting the subject, Qin Tian didn't bother to pay attention. He glanced around, his aura surging like a surging ocean, the earth collapsing and the sky crumbling, making everyone feel as if they were trapped in a quagmire.
"You disrespect the Son of God. This is a violation of clan rules, and you deserve punishment."
All the young prodigies present lowered their heads. They knew full well that the Qin clan's rules were strict. If everyone disdained those in higher positions like them, what would become of the clan's prestige?
Besides, the Qin clan wasn't foolish. How could someone without strength and talent become the Son of God?
Their disdain for the Son of God was indicative of the decision of the Qin clan's ancestors.
Qin Tian's aura receded, and he declared, "Since the presence of a member of the Ancient Imperial Clan has appeared in our Xianqin Ancient Territory, I will punish you all by sending you out and killing every member of the Ancient Imperial Clan in the Xianqin Ancient Territory!"
"Fuck! These beasts dared to come to our territory! Brothers and sisters, follow me and kill them!" A Qin clan member threw his watermelon and stood up, shouting angrily.
"How dare you throw my watermelon!"
Everyone dispersed, summoning their magical weapons or transforming into escaping lights, darting outside.
Just as Qin Tian was about to find Qin Lingling, a voice transmission entered his mind.
"Tian'er, come to the main hall."
This was Qin Huangtian.
Qin Tian frowned. He didn't want to care much about his nominal adopted father, but he was still his father after all.
After speaking with Qin Lingling and Hu Jiuli, he set off for the Qin clan's main hall on the Three Thousand Sky Islands.
Arriving at the main hall, Qin Huangtian stood alone above. His aura was as profound as the abyss and the sea, unfathomable. Standing there, he felt as if he were at the center of the universe, a thousand stars shimmering beneath him, the sun and moon illuminating and dimming beneath him.
This was the man who, in his time, had suppressed an entire era, and now the leader of the Qin clan, Qin Huangtian.
"Father."
Qin Tian bowed respectfully.
Qin Huangtian looked at Qin Tian, a complex expression flashing in his eyes.
Qin Tian was not his child, nor anyone else's. He was only Gong Xiaoyue's child.
Gong Xiaoyue's virgin pregnancy, bearing the blood of the Qin clan, was a miracle at the time, ultimately explained as a gift from the ancestors.
Now, his relationship with Gong Xiaoyue was in name only. Qin Tian had no connection to him at all.
"Well, stay a little longer this time. Lingling may not say it, but she misses you every day." Qin Huangtian put away the complex look in his eyes and said with a smile.
Qin Tian nodded and said, "I came back mainly to spend more time with Sister Lingling. I haven't had much to do lately."
"Father, is there something you want me to do?"
Qin Huangtian hesitated for a moment, then said, "Three things."
"The first is the Wanlong Dynasty's attempt to assassinate Qin Duoduo and, through the use of Tianhuo City, to undermine the Luohen Immortal Dynasty. We all know about this. The ancestors originally planned to annihilate the Wanlong Dynasty, but something unexpected happened."
Qin Tian: "What happened?"
"The Dragon Saint is dead."
Qin Tian frowned. The Dragon Saint is dead?
Knowing the immense power of the Dragon Saint, he was certain that, besides himself, the only person capable of defeating him was Gu Qinghan. Han Xiu was also a possibility, though he was older.
"He died in the Lower Realm, the same Heavenly Silkworm Realm you descended to."
"This..." Qin Tian was stunned. He wasn't surprised that the Dragon Saint had died, but he was surprised that he had died in the Heavenly Silkworm Realm.
He had descended to the lower realms for the opportunity to become a ancestral dragon, but of course, that opportunity seemed rather useless to him now.
Although the Heavenly Silkworm Realm wasn't powerful, it held many memories. Yan Duo'er, Hu Jiuli, and Wu Bingchan had met in the Lower Realm, and it was also their hometown.
"Do you know who killed him?" Qin Tian asked. Qin Huangtian: "I don't know yet, but the Wanlong Dynasty is in complete chaos. All the previous geniuses were sold out in the battle of Tianqing City. Now, Long Shengzun, their only hope, is dead. They are barely surviving and no longer a concern."
Qin Tian nodded. The Wanlong Dynasty was completely destroyed. As for who killed Long Shengzun, it would take a while to find out, so there was no point in worrying about it now.
"What about the other two things?"
Qin Huangtian sighed and said, "Tian'er, you know the relationship between your mother and me. It hasn't been made clear yet, only because of reputation. You can still call me father, and I will naturally treat you like my own son."
"There are just a few things I hope you can understand."
After Qin Huangtian finished speaking, he called out to the back of the hall, "Come out."
Qin Tian looked towards the passage behind the hall.
A beautiful woman walked out from behind, holding the hand of a little girl. She looked a little flustered, worried and frightened.
She wore a cyan palace dress, her hair hanging low and adorned with a pearl and jade hairpin. Her figure was well-proportioned and could be considered beautiful. Although not as impressive as his many other women, she was still quite a beauty.
Qin Tian's attention was primarily focused on the little girl beside her.
The little girl, perhaps only two or three years old, was incredibly lively and adorable, with large, clear eyes. She was a delicate, charming young woman, quite endearing.
"Father, who are they?"
Qin Tian asked, having already formed a rough guess. "This is my new concubine, and this is her child." Qin Huangtian finished speaking, then turned to the mother and daughter behind him, "Introduce them."
The woman looked at Qin Tian, somewhat reserved, and softly said, "Chu Yunfei greets the Divine Son."
"This is my daughter, Qin Wanyao."
"Wanyao, call me brother."
Qin Wanyao hid behind her mother, poked her head out, and whispered to Qin Tian, "Brother."
Qin Tian smiled faintly. He could understand Chu Yunfei's nervousness. After all, the child in front of her was Gong Xiaoyue's child, and she was competing with Empress Luohen for a man, so naturally she was afraid.
She feared Qin Tian's anger, and also that Gong Xiaoyue would cause trouble.
Although she knew Gong Xiaoyue and Qin Huangtian had nothing to do with each other now, what if?
And Qin Tian? Qin Tian didn't become the Divine Son because of Qin Huangtian. He took the throne because he had the approval of all the ancestors.
He had nothing to do with Qin Huangtian. "Don't be nervous," Qin Tian smiled gently, removing the jade pendant he'd been wearing from his waist and giving it to Qin Wanyao.
He patted her head and said, "Since you call me brother, you'll be my sister from now on."
Seeing this, Chu Yunfei and Qin Huangtian breathed a sigh of relief, their hearts finally at ease.
Qin Tian, on the other hand, thought this was a good idea. His mother was already his woman, and Qin Huangtian, his adopted father, would allow him to marry and have children, saving him a lot of trouble.
"Thank you, brother." Qin Wanyao accepted the jade pendant, beaming with joy at the sight of her handsome, tall brother.
She immediately ran out from behind her mother, and Qin Tian embraced her.
Having a sister seemed like a good thing.
At that moment, the jade pendant in Qin Wanyao's hand suddenly glowed white, and before their eyes, it actually floated up.
Then, the jade pendant radiated a powerful light, and an illusory figure materialized from it.
The shadowy figure was a woman.
She was dressed in a light green silk gown, a string of pearls dangling from her neck. Her complexion was incredibly pale and tender, like cream, seemingly dripping with water. Her eyes were flowing, and her eyebrows were long and slender.
She was gentle and graceful, with a charming demeanor. With her bright eyes, white teeth, and smooth complexion, she was truly a stunning beauty.
Her breasts were plump and round, pushing the dress up high and outlining her curves.
"Listen, child. I don't have much time left. If you can see this video, it proves you've reached adulthood. I've left you a technique in this jade pendant. Don't worry about me. I'm a member of the Ye family. They won't do anything to me. Remember, don't come to me until you've reached the Saint Realm."
The shadowy figure vanished.
Everyone was stunned.
Qin Tian retrieved the jade pendant and probed with his spiritual sense. This time, he found no obstruction and entered directly. The jade pendant was also a storage device with a large space. It contained numerous spirit stones, cultivation resources, and basic techniques.
There was also a coordinate mark.
The jade pendant wasn't his. It belonged to Xiao Miao, the unfortunate cuckold who had married into the Qin family and ended up being Qin Lingling's husband.
He had initially thought the jade pendant was something special and had snatched it away. However, he discovered he couldn't explore it or put it into the storage space, so he kept it on his waist.
Unexpectedly, there was actually a hidden secret.
He didn't care about the contents of the jade pendant, but the beautiful woman in the shadowy image was incredibly beautiful.
Qin Huangtian looked at Qin Tian strangely, as if seeing through his thoughts. He said, "This Ye family probably refers to the reclusive Ye clan. They've been in hiding for a long time, and no one has been out and about in a while. They have some strength."
Qin Tian took out the coordinate mark and put it away. He returned the jade pendant to Qin Wanyao and said with a smile, "They've invited me so kindly. I have to find time to visit and pay them a visit."
He didn't want to be someone else's son. Besides, a reclusive family would certainly have the ability to identify family bloodlines. Using the jade pendant to impersonate Xiao Miao was practically impossible.
Besides, Qin Tian disdained the idea.
He'd made a note of this and would go there when he had nothing else to do, to see if he could get any benefits.
"One last thing?" Qin Tian asked, looking at Qin Huangtian.
"The ancestor asked you to go to the ancestral temple," Qin Huangtian said.
"I understand." Qin Tian set Qin Wanyao down and said goodbye to Qin Huangtian and the others.
The complex expression in Qin Huangtian's eyes faded considerably as he watched Qin Tian leave. Since Qin Tian hadn't said anything, Gong Xiaoyue wouldn't have any problems either. She had always listened to her son.
He had let it go. No matter what happened between Qin Tian and Gong Xiaoyue, it had nothing to do with him anymore.
...…
Ancestral Temple.
This place was the heart of the Qin Clan and the place where the coffins of the great emperor-level ancestors were buried. Normally, they were buried beneath the ancestral temple and only dug up and awakened when needed.
The place was thick with immortal energy. Qin Tian arrived and saw several elders sitting cross-legged. Their auras were restrained, with only a trace of energy emanating.
But they still formed a terrifying imperial law. Behind them was a vision of the destruction of the great cosmic cycle. A single breath seemed to be able to crush the heavens.
There were a few familiar faces here: the Seventeenth Patriarch, the Sixteenth Patriarch, and Qin Lingling's grandfather, the Fourteenth Patriarch.
"Qin Tian, greetings to the elders," Qin Tian said, bowing slightly. Then he looked at them with a calm expression.
The elders looked at Qin Tian with increasing satisfaction. Qin Lingling's grandfather was the happiest among them.
"Alright, Lingling is in your hands. It's a good thing she keeps within her family. Hahaha."
"Isn't it just a wonderful granddaughter? What's so proud about it?"
The Sixteenth Patriarch rolled his eyes at him. Ever since Qin Lingling became Qin Tian's woman and became pregnant, the old man had been looking down on everyone. He was incredibly arrogant. Just as these old Bidens were about to start arguing, a voice hushed them.
"You're excellent. You were born with the source of the Great Dao, are the reincarnation of a celestial demon, and now have awakened your Chaos Body. With your strength, you're more than capable of sweeping away all the other lineage inheritors. Even the ancient prodigies of the Taikoo Imperial Family would be hard-pressed to rival you."
As soon as the words fell, a figure radiating a hazy white light appeared before them. Obscured from head to toe by the white light, only a vague recognizable figure could be discerned. But with his appearance, the world seemed to fall silent.
Although he lacked the earth-shaking aura of other ancestors, he possessed an incomparably mysterious presence, making it impossible to fathom.
Qin Tian's pupils shrank. He had seen this white figure once before: when he was still a child, Gong Xiaoyue held him as they left the Qin Clan. It was this same white figure that had confronted Gong Wudi.
He remembered it as...
"Greetings, Third Patriarch." The Seventeenth, Sixteenth, and Fourteenth Patriarchs were all incredibly respectful upon seeing the white figure.
Qin Tian also hurriedly bowed, calling out, "Disciple Qin Tian, greetings, Third Patriarch."
The Third Patriarch nodded, then waved his hand, creating a passage in the void. He turned and walked through, saying, "Follow me."
Seeing this, Qin Tian had no choice but to step through the passage and disappear into the ancestral hall.
Qin Tian opened his eyes again, and the scene before him was somewhat unexpected.
This was a very ancient land, within which lay a bottomless abyss stretching across the continent. Mist rose from it, making everything hazy and impossible to see clearly.
"Where is this?" Qin Tian asked, puzzled.
The Third Patriarch, walking in front, spoke slowly, "This is the resting place of generations of my Qin clan's ancestors."
Then, with a mighty wave of his hand, the mist within the abyss suddenly parted, creating a passage. Only then could Qin Tian clearly see an ancient stone staircase at the edge of the abyss.
"Let's go," the Third Patriarch stepped out first, and Qin Tian followed.
Qin Tian followed the Third Patriarch. When they descended to a certain depth, he saw a shrine amidst the hazy mist. The shrine was large, candles emitting a faint glow. Qin Tian peered through the gate and saw countless memorial tablets inside. One directly opposite the entrance caught Qin Tian's eye.
"Qin Yuanshou..."
Qin Tian couldn't help but recite the name on the tablet.
The Third Patriarch, who was in front, paused at the name and turned to Qin Tian, saying, "Don't look around. Follow me."
"Third Patriarch, can I ask your name?" Qin Tian asked curiously.
The Third Ancestor simply smiled faintly and said, "No."
"Uh..."
Qin Tian was stunned. Why did the Third Ancestor seem so unremarkable?
From the oldest to the youngest, there were few serious people in the Qin clan. It was probably hereditary.
Soon, the two arrived at their destination.
Beneath this abyss, there was a completely different world. A hazy gray mist enveloped the entire world, but the spiritual energy here was beyond terrifying; it had practically become tangible.
"What are these..."
Qin Tian's heart trembled as he gazed at the scene before him.
Above this gray mist, nearly a hundred purple-gold coffins lay neatly arranged across the area, floating in the mist. A chaotic aura permeated the air!
"These are the Qin clan's currently living emperor-level ancestors. They are the foundation of our clan," the Third Ancestor said calmly.
"Oh my goodness, so many?" Qin Tian roughly counted. There were nearly 165 purple-gold coffins. This meant that besides the few Qin Clan members still alive and kicking inside, there were also 165 Great Emperors lying here?
Isn't the Qin Clan invincible?
If these 165 Great Emperors were released, they would be a force to be reckoned with. The entire Dao Realm would have to change its name to Qin.
"Don't get too cocky, kid. The Qin Clan is having a hard time right now. Those who managed to appear here, while still alive, can no longer escape this Ancestral Abyss."
The Third Patriarch's tone grew somewhat dejected as he spoke.
"Eternal life! Although our Qin Clan possesses immortality, we can only survive in this way."
The Third Patriarch said with a hint of self-mockery.
Qin Tian wanted to ask why, but the Third Patriarch clearly didn't want to dwell on the matter and simply pointed toward the depths of the gray fog.
Qin Tian looked in the direction the Third Ancestor pointed. Suddenly, the Chaos Body within him seemed to sense something and began to stir, as if drawn to something.
Qin Tian looked in wonder. Deep within the gray fog, a dense Chaos Energy surged and swirled. Amidst the vast sea of Chaos, a coffin faintly appeared, floating above the Chaos.
Qin Tian's heart trembled, and he looked at the Third Ancestor. The Third Ancestor, looking at the coffin, was also overwhelmed with memories. He shook his head, not intending to explain.
He took a step forward with Qin Tian, and the two of them arrived in front of the coffin.
The Third Ancestor said, "The owner of this coffin is like you, a Chaos Body, but he's a little different."
With a wave of his hand, the Third Ancestor lifted the coffin lid and set it aside. Qin Tian peered inside and found no corpse as he had imagined, only a blue lotus as white as glass.
The glazed blue lotus took root in the chaos, and tiny drops of chaotic light dripped from its petals, a riot of colors, ten lights radiating in a dazzling display of brilliance and a hazy atmosphere.
As soon as Qin Tian saw the glazed blue lotus, he felt an inexplicable familiarity, and the chaotic body within him leaped with uncontrollable joy.
The Third Patriarch took out the Glazed Blue Lotus, his eyes filled with longing. He said calmly, "He said he would one day give this to a member of the Qin clan who had awakened the Chaos Body."
"At first, we didn't think it was you. We thought you possessed the innate source of the Great Dao and were the reincarnation of a Heavenly Demon. Each of these two physiques is supreme, and the Heavenly Demon's reincarnation is even more dangerous. If not handled properly, the Qin clan might be unable to contain it."
"But you're not the Chaos Body. We thought we'd have to wait another lifetime, and we thought he was wrong. But to our surprise, you've awakened the Chaos Body. It seems he was right."
The Third Patriarch handed the Glazed Blue Lotus to Qin Tian and said, "Go back and absorb and refine it well. It contains magical powers suitable only for Chaos Bodies."
"Also known as the Chaos Method."
Qin Tian looked at the Glazed Lotus in his hand, then at the empty coffin. He asked, "Third Patriarch, who is he?"
The Third Patriarch smiled and said, "My eldest brother, and also my brother-in-law."