"Saint-grade spirit stone?"
Mo Lianxing's eyes widened, her breathing even growing rapid.
In her past life, though she had been fortunate enough to possess a few top-grade spirit stones, saint-grade ones were something she had only heard of in legends.
Saint-grade spirit stones could no longer even be called mere spirit stones. Top-grade spirit stones could be excavated from top-grade spirit mines—often, a single large top-grade spirit vein could yield thousands or even tens of thousands of top-grade stones.
But saint-grade spirit stones usually only appeared in major auctions held in the Nine Heavens, and their prices were exorbitant, often starting bids with top-grade spirit stones. They were incomparably rare!
"Husband... did your master... give you another treasure?"
Mo Lianxing spoke excitedly—playing dumb was one of her specialties!
As for saint-grade spirit stones... even if she hadn't tasted pork, hadn't she at least seen a pig run?
"Can I... touch this saint-grade spirit stone? Just a little touch!"
Her eyes practically sparkled.
"Hah... you greedy little thing!"
Jiang Che took out the saint-grade spirit stone from earlier and dangled it in front of Mo Lianxing.
All spirit stones produced by the system came with built-in seals—otherwise, the aura of a saint-grade stone would definitely trigger terrifying celestial phenomena!
"Wow, it really is a saint-grade thunder spirit stone!"
Mo Lianxing pressed her face close to Jiang Che's, and in an instant... her world was filled with nothing but that deep shade of violet.
"Alright, had enough?"
Jiang Che promptly withdrew the stone, storing it back into his system space.
"I... I haven't looked enough yet!"
The woman protested anxiously. She had nearly pressed herself against it earlier... and had even managed to refine a wisp of the stone's spiritual energy. As expected of a saint-grade stone—even her soul form could absorb its sacred aura!
"Lian'er, do you really want to use this saint-grade stone to cultivate your soul? To refine a thunder-attuned spirit?"
"Yes, yes! Husband, I want to improve so badly!" Mo Lianxing said eagerly.
"It’s not impossible... but think about it, dear—there are many ways to absorb a spirit stone’s energy."
"Many... ways?" Mo Lianxing blinked, utterly confused.
"Come, come, let your husband teach you!"
"......"
Late into the night.
"Hah... a-choo!"
Yu Wan'er, woken by the urge to pee, stumbled out of her bedroom barefoot, clad in thin pajamas with one shoulder strap askew—though her figure remained as flat as ever.
Completely set in stone, with no room for growth.
"Hmm? Is Jiang Che still awake? I should check... that jerk, is he up to no good again?"
She tiptoed into Jiang Che's bedroom, moving as stealthily as a cat in the night.
But soon, she was stunned.
"Gh... ghost!!!"
Jiang Che had never mentioned Mo Lianxing's existence to Yu Wan'er or the others.
Mo Lianxing's soul form appeared as a translucent, ethereal figure floating midair—any normal person would immediately think "ghost!"
Except this was an exceptionally beautiful 'female ghost.'
Yu Wan'er pinched her own soft cheek hard, leaving a red mark.
Her face stung, but the scene before her remained unchanged.
"Jiang Che! You’re not even sparing ghosts now???"
...
The next morning.
At the breakfast table, Yu Wan'er sat with dark circles under her eyes, angrily gnawing on a steamed bun.
"Jiang Che, you’re truly despicable. First, you go after catgirls like Mianmian-jie, and now even spirits? You’re too much!"
Jiang Che chuckled. "Thanks for the compliment!"
"Wan'er, what spirit?" Qin Qiaoqiao asked curiously from the side.
"Nothing! Ask Jiang Che if you want to know!"
Qin Qiaoqiao was a gossip at heart. She rarely got jealous—in fact, she actively helped Jiang Che pursue other girls, especially when it came to juicy rumors about him.
"Jiang Che-gege, what spirit? Don’t tell me you’re trying to be like Ning Caichen... oh my god, a ghost sister?"
The girl covered her mouth in shock.
Jiang Che: "......"
"Little girl, scram. The less you know, the better."
Qin Qiaoqiao’s eyelid twitched. "Jiang Che-gege, do you still think I’m a little girl?"
If not for Jiang Che, she’d probably be in her third year of university by now. But with the spiritual resurgence, schools worldwide had shut down.
...
Having obtained the Great Sun Saint Physique, Jiang Che was feeling invincible.
His cultivation had leaped several levels, reaching the half-step Divine Transformation realm.
His overall abilities had multiplied dozens of times over!
No more embarrassing moments of stumbling out weak-kneed.
He spent a full three days at the Jiang residence.
"The Great Sun Saint Physique truly lives up to its reputation as the ultimate... harem physique! The pinnacle of dual cultivation!"
Jiang Che was ecstatic.
Before, his physique had been lackluster. Even with dual cultivation techniques, his progress was slow, and the girls cultivating with him suffered as well.
But now, everything was different!
Ye Mengyao, Qin Qiaoqiao, and the others had all broken through to the Heavenly Origin realm, while Yu Wan'er had been forcibly elevated to Heavenly Origin peak.
Chen Ningshuang had even reached the mid-stage of the Shattering Heaven realm.
But Chen Ningshuang wasn’t the most terrifying—the strongest was Dong'er!
Dong'er had already stepped into the Divine Transformation realm, becoming a 1st Revolution Divine Transformation expert!
No tribulation, no bottlenecks—her Void Physique bypassed all limitations. Even if she ascended to immortality in the future, there would be no heavenly tribulation.
...
"Wife, take this spirit stone. Keeping it close will improve your constitution and subtly enhance our baby’s physique. Once born, they’ll undoubtedly have a Thunder Saint Physique."
Jiang Che took out a bracelet crafted from a saint-grade spirit stone.
The bracelet shimmered with a violet glow, exquisitely beautiful.
He slipped it onto Shen Yu’s wrist.
Lately, Jiang Che had been unusually tender toward Shen Yu. He had a vague sense that she was beginning to develop feelings for him.
Making Shen Yu truly fall in love wouldn’t happen overnight—even with a child, at most, it would only bind her to him.
This process might take decades... or even centuries. But Young Master Jiang had patience to spare!
"Thank you."
[Is this... for the baby?]
Shen Yu glanced down at the thunder spirit stone bracelet on her wrist.
Tsk tsk, look at that... Little Yu'er is already smitten!
Jiang Che’s smirk nearly split his face.
A woman’s heart... he understood it all too well!
Shen Yu’s words translated to: "Oh, so it’s for the baby... not for me."
Wasn’t this blatant jealousy?
Meanwhile, inside the Soul Nurturing Ring, Mo Lianxing was seething with envy.
[Ahhh!!! A saint-grade spirit stone!!! Give it to me... Jiang Che, I’ll bear you a child! Give me the saint-grade stone!!! I swear I’ll love you to the bone!]
The shameless Mo Lianxing would sell anything—even her own womb—for a spirit stone!