Shen Xiao, the third brother, also darkened his expression.
He spoke unhappily, I say, boss, second brother, could you stop being so full of yourselves? Zixuan loves me, and the child in her belly is mine. What does it have to do with you? Ugly people really do make the most mischief!
The fourth brother was not to be outdone either.
Of course, the fifth brother Tang Yin and the sixth brother Wen Liang were also very displeased, while the first, second, and third brothers, who had been interrupted, were equally unconvinced.
Thus, the chaotic brawl among the seven brothers began once again.
Zixuan is my wife. I will marry her with ten miles of red dowry and a grand steed. None of you try to stop me, or do not blame me for showing no mercy!
Bah, Zixuan clearly loves me. The child in her belly must be mine. If you dare to fight me for her again, my cavalry is not to be trifled with.
Mutiny, this is mutiny! You dogs actually dare to have designs on Zixuan? Do not push me, or I will slaughter every last one of you!
...
Amidst the uproar, the trusted soldier who had delivered the message grew even more bewildered.
Knowing a bit of the inside story, he knew this would definitely throw the Seven Righteous Brothers of Chifeng into a mess, but he never expected it to be this chaotic!
Wait, who exactly should Protector Bai marry?
Whose child is it, anyway?
You guys do not actually not know, do you?
And just at the height of the chaos, a voice suddenly rang out from outside the commander's tent, carrying a bit of authority yet also a delicate sweetness, Alright, stop arguing!
The tent flap was lifted.
Revealing a heavily pregnant woman. She was extremely well-maintained; even while carrying a child, her graceful figure was evident. Her exquisite face bore a touch of alluring charm and a natural, rosy flush.
She wore a fresh, emerald-green top with a stand collar and a slanted placket. The cuffs were slightly wide, and the fabric was light and flowing. Paired with a simple hairstyle, it accentuated her fair skin and beautiful features, truly a sight that would inspire tenderness in anyone.
When the Seven Righteous Brothers of Chifeng saw this pregnant woman, their faces all lit up with wild ecstasy.
With a swish, as if they had all teleported, they surrounded the woman, each calling out to her eagerly yet cautiously.
Zixuan, have you come to see me?
Zixuan, I knew I was the one you loved most in your heart, traveling thousands of miles just to see me.
All of you get lost. Zixuan clearly came to see me. Zixuan, tell them, did you not come specifically for me?
Zixuan, hurry up and say it. I am actually the father of the child in your belly, and you came to marry me, right?
No, the child is mine! The child in Zixuan's belly is mine!
...
The Seven Righteous Brothers of Chifeng lost their composure once again.
The noise that had just barely died down instantly boiled over again, leaving the messenger soldier completely helpless. He hurriedly excused himself and left; otherwise, his ears were truly going to explode.
Meanwhile, Protector Bai, Bai Zixuan, could not help but darken her expression.
The subtle change on her face was more effective than a military order from Lin Zixiao when he was around. The noisy Seven Righteous Brothers of Chifeng instantly shut their mouths.
Inside the commander's tent, the atmosphere shifted from extreme chaos to absolute silence, then to chaos again, and back to silence, constantly changing in a short period of time.
Protector Bai, Bai Zixuan, sighed softly.
She said, Could we...
Please stop saying things like who is the child's father.
Alright?
Can you all bury this anticipation and love you have for me and the child deep in your hearts?
Turn your open fighting into secret care!
You can take care of me, and take care of the child.
But just stop fighting over who the child's father is!
This child is mine.
And also yours.
Your chances with me and the child are all equal.
Pausing, Bai Zixuan's tone turned somewhat stern.
None of you should even think about stealing the spotlight all for yourselves!
Bai Zixuan herself felt these words were a bit harsh, and her tone immediately softened. More smiles appeared on her face, and every frown and smile held a bit more of a nation-toppling beauty.
Do not bicker over who the child's father is anymore, okay?
Unfortunately, Bai Zixuan's military order to the Seven Righteous Brothers of Chifeng failed at this moment, just like Lin Zixiao's military orders to them had.
The eldest brother, Xiao Lie, roared in agitation.
I am the child's father! I have the right to know! I want to take responsibility!
I must take responsibility!
The second brother, Cheng Shu, stepped forward, his face full of unwillingness.
I am! I treat Zixuan the best. The child... no matter whose it is, I will raise it. From now on, I am the child's father!
The third brother, Shen Xiao, the cavalry commander and a former horse bandit, had the most fiery temper. He immediately tried to pull Bai Zixuan away, Zixuan, come with me. I will definitely give all my life's glory to the child. The child will be a Duke in the future. Come with me!
The fourth brother, Su Mo, remained silent for a moment.
But he still said, Zi, Zixuan, I, I...
The fifth brother Tang Yin, the sixth brother Wen Liang, and the seventh brother Zhao Cheng all spoke up one after another, either stopping the ones trying to snatch Bai Zixuan or voicing their loyalty.
To sum it up in one sentence!
The child, the child in Bai Zixuan's belly, whose was it exactly? It did not matter!
What mattered was that they would take responsibility, raise the child, and give everything to the child and Bai Zixuan!
But they had to have her all to themselves!
But how could this scene be what Bai Zixuan wanted?
Bai Zixuan's excited smile faded somewhat, and a stern look reappeared on her face. She shouted loudly, Enough! Enough! Stop fighting, all of you!
You are all the child's fathers, and your chances are equal!
I have decided. The child will acknowledge all of you as godfathers from now on. None of you should even think about fighting over it!
Bai Zixuan's gaze turned sharp once more.
She swept her eyes over the Seven Righteous Brothers of Chifeng and said, I will reiterate this one last time. If anyone dares to go behind my back and secretly fight over this again, I will...
Kick him out of the group!
The power of these words was truly a bit too immense.
The Seven Righteous Brothers of Chifeng, who had just been defying her military orders, instantly lost all their fiery tempers. One by one, they hung their heads, looking like a bunch of quails.
After all, every single one of them was afraid of being kicked out of the group.
Bai Zixuan finally nodded in satisfaction. After all, this was exactly what she wanted. With a slight gesture, the Seven Righteous Brothers of Chifeng immediately transformed into seven gentle and considerate servants, helping Bai Zixuan to the commander's chair.
Bai Zixuan sat down, looking every bit the image of the commander-in-chief of the Lin family army.
She said, My purpose in coming here this time is twofold. First, the child is about to be born, and I want the child to be able to see his godfathers the moment he is born.
Second...
Bai Zixuan narrowed her eyes slightly and said, I have come to decide the life and death of this Great Yu empire!
Although the current Empress does not have deep ties with our Tongxin Alliance, her mother has a tremendous connection with us. In particular, her mother was a close confidante of the Third Palace Master, and was often taught by the Third Palace Master about the concepts of freedom, equality, and love.
It is precisely because of this that the world has gradually reached a situation where everyone can pursue true love.
Therefore, although our Tongxin Alliance is merely a martial arts faction, we all trust and support Her Majesty the Empress. The Empress is a woman, naturally endowed with the capacity to love. Just like our Tongxin Alliance, she hopes that there will be more warriors charging forward for the sake of love throughout the world.
But...
A faint trace of melancholy appeared in Protector Bai's eyes.
"At present, the landscape has shifted."
...

and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!