Chapter 157

Apart from that, there was one more thing that satisfied Ning Chen immensely.

Even if the “gifts” didn’t yield anything valuable, there was at least a guaranteed super backup.

This was an investment that would definitely succeed once it accumulated to a certain level.

Though the Ning Family’s Dao Body had no special abilities, the mere fact that its branches were linked to the main lineage’s aptitude spoke volumes.

Talents, physiques, and divine abilities—all mixed together—became part of the Supreme Chongyang Dao Body. With Ning Chen’s current aptitude, he might not be invincible across all realms, but within the Canglan Realm, he was undoubtedly unprecedented.

Even if the shared inheritance was just one-thousandth—or even one-ten-thousandth—bestowed upon an ordinary mortal, it might still grant them the qualifications to ascend to immortality.

Only then would those women truly have the right to stand by his side till the end.

With this ability, aside from continuing to collect women with top-tier talents for replication, he would also need to nurture more followers and spread his bloodline far and wide.

After all, every woman of his branch bloodline would independently comprehend a divine ability—each unique, each unpredictable.

The only regret was that these abilities, being of the same origin, couldn’t be replicated.

But that made sense.

If he could replicate them all, it’d be far too overpowered. He could just silently spread his influence, letting the women awaken various divine abilities and rapidly strengthen through sheer numbers.

…

“Mmm…” Suddenly, the suspended Ji Yunjin let out a soft moan, as if finally regaining awareness.

Her dazed, watery eyes gradually regained a hint of clarity.

“Awake again, Fairy? How do you feel?” Ning Chen greeted her with a smile.

This had happened multiple times already during the process.

Originally, the two had only been connected via “Bluetooth.”

But now, while Ji Yunjin’s waist still looked slender from behind, her front told a different story—her swollen belly pressed forward like a ripe watermelon.

Such was the result of Ning Chen’s relentless efforts.

Each time, he seized the moment of release, delivering a forceful “injection.”

Due to the angle of her arched restraints, her uterine axis dipped below the entrance of the spatial rift.

And Ning Chen, finding it amusing, always “barged in” without permission, greeting her with a “probe.”

On top of that, Ji Yunjin was no ordinary woman—she could “tighten the lid” swiftly, sealing everything perfectly.

Not a single drop spilled.

Hearing Ning Chen’s question, Ji Yunjin parted her dry lips.

“So… full~”

Her once sweet and crisp voice now sounded hoarse, dripping with seduction and satisfaction.

Since achieving inedia, this was the first time she had ever felt this way.

But Ji Yunjin knew full well—this wasn’t her stomach that was full.

“What did you do to me?”

Frowning, her delicate face filled with confusion, she understood dual cultivation—but not its results.

All she remembered was an overwhelming, scorching heat.

“Just administering an antidote. Don’t you feel the medicinal energy in your body being suppressed for now?” Ning Chen replied smoothly.

Ji Yunjin focused inward and realized it was true.

“Th… thank you.”

“I’ll definitely save you!” she vowed earnestly, gratitude shining in her eyes.

Ning Chen raised a brow. “Oh? Does Fairy have a way to escape?”

“No.” Ji Yunjin shook her head, her delicate fists clenching behind her back.

“Before coming, I made a three-month agreement with my eldest sister. Once I finished teaching, I was supposed to return.”

“If I don’t go back on time, she’ll come looking for me—and the entire Qinglian Sect will regret it.”

As if imagining the Qinglian Sect’s future suffering, a faint smile of schadenfreude crossed her face.

“Three months isn’t long. I’ll endure it. Once the time comes, my sister will rescue both me and Sister Qianyue!”

“My eldest sister is at the peak of the Divine Transformation Realm, and her guardian is a mighty Void Refinement expert—no one can stop them!”

“Of course, if Sister Qianyue and I hadn’t been careless and fallen into their trap, we’d never have ended up like this! These women are despicable—if they can’t win, they resort to underhanded tricks!”

Ji Yunjin rambled on, spilling all her secrets without restraint.

Normally, she’d never be so loose-lipped, but this man had already carved out a place in her heart—she found him inexplicably trustworthy.

Perhaps she had “eaten” too much, making her mouth run wild.

“I see.” Ning Chen nodded thoughtfully.

It seemed he’d need to make some preparations.

“So there are four of you in total?”

“No.” Ji Yunjin shook her head. “There’s also my second sister and her guardian, both stronger than me. But she went to the Yuan Tan Academy instead—she thought this place was too remote, so she didn’t come.”

“Understood.” Ning Chen’s eyes glinted as he smirked.

Meaning: First, the eldest Ji sister would come. If she also went missing, the second sister might follow.

“What do you mean? Why are you smiling?”

“Nothing. I just recalled something amusing.”

“What?”

“The story of the Calabash Brothers.”

“Never heard of it.”

“Just a tale from my childhood. Nothing important.” Ning Chen had no intention of explaining further.

Ji Yunjin didn’t press—she wasn’t a child anymore. Gazing at Ning Chen’s strikingly handsome face, waves of affection surged in her heart.

“Ning Gongzi, once we escape… I’ll take you back to the Ji Family.”

“I’ll ask my father for permission to become your Dao Companion.”

Ning Chen was taken aback.

He’d sensed something off earlier—this woman had accepted him far too quickly.

Where was the pride of a noble-born cultivator?

Normally, shouldn’t she look down on him for being “beneath” her?

Not that Ning Chen wanted to be scorned—it was just unnatural.

If the “Nectar of the Gods” had taken effect, he’d understand. But right now, Ji Yunjin’s cultivation was completely sealed—not a wisp of spiritual energy could be used.

All she felt was an overwhelming fullness.

So… what was her motive?

His looks? His “skills”?

In his past life, he might’ve believed that. But for cultivators, those were just bonuses—not the foundation of true attraction.

Unable to figure it out, he decided to ask directly.

“Fairy, I’m just a mortal—no cultivation, no long lifespan. In a few decades, I’ll be old and frail. Wouldn’t you mind?” His tone was serious, demanding an answer.

Ji Yunjin blushed, her gaze dropping to her own “cherries.”

“Marry a chicken, follow the chicken; marry a dog, follow the dog.”

“No matter what, I’m yours now.”

“Cultivation doesn’t matter to me. As for lifespan… I don’t know if you have the aptitude for immortality, but even if you don’t, I’ll find heavenly treasures to extend your life. Elixirs, whatever it takes.”

Her words should’ve moved Ning Chen… but instead, they made him even more suspicious.

This wasn’t right!

Noble clans in the cultivation world prioritized benefit above all. Why would they raise their daughters like this?

And to the point of actual devotion—it was practically brainwashing!

“There’s something fishy here…”

Unless… they had an ulterior motive.

Rechecking Ji Yunjin’s status panel, his eyes locked onto one detail: “Everwood Longevity Body.”

Her mention of “lifespan extension” had tipped him off.

The Everwood Longevity Body granted its owner ten times the lifespan of a normal cultivator—making them the perfect resource for life-prolonging methods.

With Ji Yunjin’s talent, the Ji Family would never sacrifice her lightly—unless it was for someone they needed to please, or a supreme elder of the clan.

“Ning Gongzi? What’s wrong?” Ji Yunjin asked when he stayed silent.

“Nothing. I was just curious about your family. If you and your sisters are this impressive, how strong must your clan’s top expert be?”

Ning Chen feigned admiration.

“You mean our ancestor?”

Ji Yunjin blinked, thinking. “I’m not sure of his exact cultivation, but I know he reached the Soul Formation Realm six thousand years ago.”

“That powerful?” Ning Chen replied half-heartedly.

Six thousand years… He must be nearing the end of his extended lifespan.

So this was the truth.

This legal, big-chested loli was the Ji Family’s prepared furnace for their ancestor—a dedicated life-extending tool.

But due to this accident, he had taken her first.

And Ji Yunjin, brainwashed since childhood with wifely virtues, had accepted him with unnatural speed.

Hmm… How to describe Ning Chen’s current mood?

F*ING THRILLED!**

A wicked grin curled his lips.

He loved pulling off shameless, underhanded stunts like this—especially if it screwed over some old monster.

“Damn, this is what real depravity looks like!”

Compared to that damned Ji Family ancestor, Ning Chen felt like a saint.

At least he wasn’t indiscriminate…

Turning back to the clueless, adorable girl before him, Ning Chen felt a flicker of pity.

But from the moment Ji Yunjin stumbled into his lair, her fate had already changed.

Now, she was his plaything.

Anyone else who dared touch her—would die.