"Who else could it be?!"
Long Qiqi huffed angrily, throwing the kitchen knife "swish" towards Qin Ran and coldly said,
"That's your master!"
Qin Ran caught the knife, blinked, and didn't know what to say.
Long Qiqi then pointed at Li Shiyin and Li An, "That's your aunt."
Finally, pointing at Yu Chi Zhen, she hadn't met Yu Chi Zhen before, but she could guess, "That's your birth mother."
However, for Li An, he wasn't interested in masters, aunts, or birth mothers. He waited for a while, not hearing the introduction he was interested in, and blinked his big black eyes in confusion, pointing at Chasing the Wind and asking Long Qiqi, "Big... big, big monsou..."
Obviously, he preferred the fluffy big kitty.
"His name is Chasing the Wind, he's a pet cat!" Long Qiqi said impatiently.
Chasing the Wind complied, his figure "whoosh" shrinking small, asking Long Qiqi, "Is this what a pet cat looks like?"
"Wow!!" Chasing the Wind's move stunned Li An, who clapped his hands repeatedly while lying on the sword.
At this moment, Li Shiyin stretched out her hand, and Li An, lying on the sword, flew to her side along with the sword.
Aunt and nephew stared at each other, Li Shiyin said to Li An, "Call me Auntie!"
Li An could feel the familiarity from Li Shiyin's sword aura, so after a moment's hesitation, he called out, "Call Auntie..."
"Auntie!!!" Li Shiyin corrected.
This scared Li An, whose black eyes trembled, and quickly said, "Auntie!"
"Mmh!" Li Shiyin nodded in satisfaction, stretching out her hand to Li An, "Come, let Auntie hold you."
For some reason, besides the familiarity Li An felt from Li Shiyin, there was also an inexplicable sense of oppression—a bloodline oppression, a natural suppression from an aunt to her nephew—he didn't dare to resist, awkwardly climbed up from the sword, and wobbled into Li Shiyin's embrace.
Li An's uncontrollable sword aura naturally couldn't harm Li Shiyin.
Li Shiyin roughly held Li An in her arms. This bare-bottomed nephew of hers gave her a very complicated feeling...
He was her brother's child, she felt close to him, but at the same time, she felt that she had suddenly grown old, become an adult, and was now an aunt.
She held the child, gently and tenderly stroking him. Li An also found a sense of security and familiarity in Li Shiyin's embrace, comfortably lying in her arms, enjoying her gentle stroking.
Seeing Li An in Li Shiyin's arms, Yu Chi Zhen couldn't help but reach out to touch her own child.
The sword aura was restrained by Li Shiyin, and at this moment, she finally touched her four-month-old child, who had been separated from her for three months.
Watching this "warm" moment of mother and son reuniting, Qin Ran, holding the knife Long Qiqi threw at him, walked over to Long Qiqi and asked, "Why didn't you dress him?"
"How to dress him?!!" It was clear that Long Qiqi, who had been tormented by the baby for three months, was very irritable, and Qin Ran couldn't see any good in her. She explained, but her voice was loud, "The sword aura on his body is something he can't control at all, the clothes turn to dust as soon as they're put on!"
"Look..." She lifted her clothes, showing Qin Ran the sword wounds on her body and hands, "These are all his doing!"
"Cough!" With so many sword wounds, no one knew what Long Qiqi had gone through in these three months. Qin Ran felt quite apologetic. He looked at the relatively primitive baby bottle in her hand, coughed dryly, and asked, "Did you design that yourself?"
"Otherwise?!?!" Long Qiqi rolled her eyes, counter-asking, "If it weren't for this, he would have starved to death a million times!!"
"Truly a groundbreaking invention..." Qin Ran commented, "If you were to promote this in the mortal world, you could become a billionaire in a very short time."
Long Qiqi looked disdainful, as a cultivator, what use were more gold and silver to her?
She didn't even bother to pay attention to Qin Ran.
"What did you feed him?" Qin Ran pointed at the contents of the baby bottle.
Hearing this, Long Qiqi immediately burst into anger, as she knew Qin Ran was asking if she had fed Li An anything strange. If it were before, she might have pretended, but now...
"Smack!"
She directly smashed the baby bottle at Qin Ran, saying, "Look for yourself!"
"Cough!" Qin Ran felt he had gone too far and was ashamed of his own malice and darkness. But he still caught the baby bottle, opened it, and used his divine sense to carefully analyze the composition of the milk inside.
It was just the milk of the triangular red python cow that was commonly drunk on Dan Peak, with some other tonics and nutrients added, such as ginseng, pilose antler, and leopard fetus, all of which Long Qiqi had refined using alchemical techniques. It was clear that Long Qiqi had put a lot of effort into this.
Qin Ran felt even more guilty for doubting her. "Very good, you've worked hard," he said.
"Hmph!" Long Qiqi snorted coldly, not wanting to speak anymore.
Just touching was not enough to relieve Yu Chi Zhen's longing for her child, she wanted to hold her child, so she said to Li Shiyin, "Can I hold him?"
"Sure." Li Shiyin held Li An and sent him into Yu Chi Zhen's arms.
Yu Chi Zhen received Li An with professional hands, exuding a maternal glow, her eyes so gentle they could melt steel, she softly soothed Li An.
When she was holding him steadily, Li Shiyin's hands slowly withdrew.
And then...
At the moment Li Shiyin's hands left Li An's body!
"Hum!"
The sword aura on Li An's body, suppressed by Li Shiyin, instantly rebounded...
"Be careful!"
Li Shiyin reacted quickly, turning pale with fright, instantly snatching Li An from Yu Chi Zhen's arms.
But although her action was fast, it was only a moment's work to suppress the sword aura on Li An's body, her Star Sword Qi was too sharp, and countless tiny sword wounds appeared on Yu Chi Zhen's body, seeing her covered in blood.
Li Shiyin was scared out of her wits, if Yu Chi Zhen died because of this... she didn't dare to imagine, she quickly took out a pill from her Universe Bag with one hand while holding Li An.
Qin Ran noticed the commotion here in time, crossed the short distance with his body, and fed the healing pill Li Shiyin had found to Yu Chi Zhen.
"Don't panic, it's okay, just external injuries," he comforted Li Shiyin, and found clothes to put on Yu Chi Zhen... her clothes had also been cut to shreds by the sword aura.
Covered in wounds and blood, Yu Chi Zhen didn't feel the pain, she stared blankly at Li An in Li Shiyin's arms, tears unconsciously streaming down her cheeks, she murmured, "This is the punishment I deserve, I cruelly abandoned him, it's the heavens punishing me."
She felt it was her fault, abandoning her one-month-old son.
Li Shiyin took a deep breath, steadied her mind, and comforted Yu Chi Zhen, "No, sister-in-law, it's just that An An's sword aura seed was prematurely activated, which caused the sword aura to be out of control. It's not your fault."
Yu Chi Zhen cried and shook her head, not listening.
"The sword aura can be controlled..." Li Shiyin said again, "Sister-in-law, believe me, I will quickly teach An An to control the sword aura. This won't happen again."
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
transmigrates into the role of a villainous rich second-generation kid in an urban fantasy novel, and gets bound to a god-tier choice system. Right at the start, he catches the female lead stealing exam papers! This triggers the villain's choice options! [Choice 1: Pretend you didn't see anything] [Choice 2: Loudly call her out, drawing everyone's attention] [Choice 3: ...] And thus, a twisted villain is born. To avoid getting killed by the protagonist, he has no choice but to take down all the protagonists first. Jiang Che: Nobody understands being twisted better than me!
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
