Within the Zhou Manor, lanterns were hung high, and a joyous atmosphere filled the air.
Because both Yun Yun and Xiao Yu, the principal wives, had given birth.
Yun Yun had given birth to a pair of dragon-phoenix twins.
Xiao Yu had given birth to a son.
In the rear courtyard—
"Such a well-behaved little one!"
A crisp voice rang out as a young girl cradled a baby in her arms, strolling leisurely through the garden.
She was dressed in a flowing, moon-white long robe with wide sleeves that trailed the ground. A light silver belt encircled her delicate waist, perfectly accentuating her slender figure.
Her jade-like hands were as soft as tender shoots, her skin smooth as fine jade. Her graceful eyebrows and charming smile carried an air of noble elegance beyond the mortal world.
Dangling from her delicate earlobes was a pair of emerald jade pendants. With each gentle sway, they emitted a soft chime, akin to the harmonious melody of a mountain spring cascading over rocks.
This young woman was none other than Nalan Yanran of the Yun Lan (Misty Cloud) Sect.
The baby in her arms was, of course, not her own, but the newborn son of her teacher, Yun Yun.
As she played with the infant, gazing into his bright, inquisitive eyes, Nalan Yanran felt as if she were in a dream.
In the blink of an eye, her once aloof and ethereal master, who had seemed like a celestial goddess beyond mortal reach, had now become a mother.
With Yun Yun giving birth to twins, celebrations erupted at the foot of Yun Lan Sect's mountain. Lanterns were hung in jubilation.
The Xiao Clan was equally overjoyed at the birth of Xiao Yu's son.
Especially the Great Elder of the Xiao Clan—
His aged face beamed with delight, grinning like a blooming chrysanthemum, just like White-Browed Eagle King when he first saw his grandson, Zhang Wuji.
As for Zhou Yi, the protagonist—he was equally thrilled.
Particularly because the rewards this time were exceptional:
Reward One: Ten Years of Cultivation * 3
Reward Two: Ten Years of Lifespan * 3
Reward Three: A Century's Worth of Cultivation
Reward Four: Bodhi Heart
Reward Five: Bodhi Pill
"With these rewards, I can at least advance to Half-Saint. If fortune favors me, I might even reach Dou Saint!"
Zhou Yi was excited. Though he had previously used the Universe Ring to easily crush Hun Miesheng, a Five-Star Dou Saint, he himself was still merely a Dou Venerate.
The gap between Dou Venerate and Dou Saint was vast—a difference of an entire realm.
Once he ascended to Dou Saint—
His overall strength would skyrocket. Even wielding innate spiritual treasures would become much more effortless.
Without hesitation—
Zhou Yi absorbed and fused all the cultivation and lifespan rewards. In an instant, his aura surged exponentially.
Four-Star Dou Venerate.
Five-Star Dou Venerate.
...
Eventually, he stopped at the peak of Nine-Star Dou Venerate.
"Such power!"
Feeling the boundless energy coursing through him, Zhou Yi's eyes gleamed with satisfaction.
With a flip of his hand, he retrieved a jade box.
Opening it carefully, he found a tiny squirrel with a body of radiant green, curled up inside. An immensely rich medicinal fragrance emanated from the creature, filling the air with an intoxicating scent that calmed the soul.
This was the Bodhi Pill!
A squirrel-like appearance was nothing surprising—powerful medicinal pills could even develop sentience. The ancestor of the Pill Tower himself was once a sentient Ninth-Tier Pill.
After consuming the Bodhi Pill, Zhou Yi then refined the Bodhi Heart, which brimmed with endless life energy.
Even with Zhou Yi's formidable foundation—
This process took him a full half a month.
That day—
An overwhelming and terrifying aura suddenly erupted from Zhou Yi's closed-door cultivation chamber. However, it was swiftly suppressed by the special defensive treasures of the Zhou Manor.
No one outside sensed anything.
Even those within the Zhou Manor remained unaware.
Zhou Yi emerged from his chamber.
Though his aura had been withdrawn, his entire being exuded an ethereal, transcendent quality.
Dou Saint.
He had transcended into sainthood.
That's right—
Zhou Yi had become a true Dou Saint.
The effects of the system's Bodhi Pill and Bodhi Heart were extraordinary.
They had allowed Zhou Yi to achieve an unprecedentedly swift breakthrough into Dou Saint.
"Big Brother!"
Just then, a graceful purple silhouette streaked toward him like a gust of wind.
In the next instant, Zhou Yi felt a soft weight against him as a stunning purple-haired beauty clung to his neck like a koala.
It was Zi Yan.
With Zhou Yi's assistance and his medicinal pills, Zi Yan, who carried the Ancient Void Dragon royal bloodline, had been advancing at an astonishing pace.
Having recently emerged from seclusion, she had already reached the peak of Dou Ancestor.
The moment she sensed Zhou Yi's breakthrough—she came rushing over.
"Xiao Yan'er, you've grown up, yet you still act like a child!"
Zhou Yi chuckled, feeling the substantial weight pressing against him, and teased her.
"Hmph! I am a child!"
Zi Yan lifted her chin proudly. The contrast between her playful demeanor and her mature, voluptuous figure only added to her unique charm.
After chatting with Zi Yan for a while, Zhou Yi set her down and went to visit Ya Fei, Yao Ye, Yun Yun, Xiao Yu, Medusa, and the others.
Medusa's belly had grown considerably—her child would be arriving soon.
Next in line were Yue Mei and Pei Nanwei.
As for Xue Mei, Lin Fei, Nangong Pushe, Xu Zhihu, Xu Weixiong, Qingniao, and Yu Youwei, there were no signs yet.
Clearly, he still had more "work" to do.
One month later—
Zhou Yi discovered that Xue Mei, Lin Fei, Nangong Pushe, Xu Weixiong, Xu Zhihu, and Yu Youwei were all expecting.
"Good! Good! Good!"
Zhou Yi was overjoyed. Luck had truly been on his side these past few weeks.
Not a single one had been left out.
With so many expectant mothers, Zhou Yi devoted himself even more to their care, ensuring an ample number of maids were at their service.
While Zhou Yi was busy managing household affairs, Soul Clan's leader, Hun Tiandi, took note of his rising prominence and ordered a thorough investigation into Zhou Yi's background.
"Know your enemy, and you will never be defeated."
The upper ranks of the Soul Hall had been nearly annihilated due to their reckless ignorance—charging blindly without even understanding their foe's capabilities.
That was nothing short of suicide.
Although Hun Tiandi didn't deem Zhou Yi worthy of his personal intervention, he had no intention of letting the matter slide.
He had heard rumors that Zhou Yi possessed a terrifyingly powerful flame—
Thus, he assigned Void Devouring Flame to handle the matter.
Scanning through Zhou Yi's dossier, Void Devouring Flame found little of value. However, his curiosity was piqued by this unknown Heavenly Flame.
"Isn't Zhou Yi planning to marry Feng Qing'er from Wind and Thunder Pavilion? Go capture her. He will come to me on his own."
"Understood, my lord!"
A Dou Saint expert responded with a respectful bow before vanishing into the darkness.
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