Anxious Ye Mengyao

"Husband~~~ Can I take a look at your Saint-grade Spirit Stone?"

"No."

"Wuwuwu, you're so cruel, husband... I've already given myself to you, and yet..."

Jiang Che pinched Mo Lianxing's cheek. "You little ingrate, you’ve already swiped at least ten Supreme-grade Spirit Stones from me, haven’t you? Still not satisfied? Now you’re eyeing my Saint-grade Spirit Stone?"

Mo Lianxing stuck out her tongue playfully. Though her soul was thousands of years old, she was still an expert at acting cute and sweet.

After all, when it came to making a profit, there was no shame in it!

Over the past few months with Jiang Che, she had come to understand her situation clearly.

With her cultivation talent alone, the highest she could ever reach was the Creation Realm. If she got incredibly lucky, she might even touch the Quasi-Emperor level. But becoming a true Great Emperor?

Impossible!

So, she had to start clinging to a powerful figure—and Jiang Che was the perfect candidate.

As long as she latched onto him, her future would be secure. And if she bore him a child... even if she couldn’t become the empress, she could still secure a place in the inner circle.

"Alright, alright, here’s something for you. Guess what this is?"

Jiang Che took out a small vial. Inside, it was nearly empty, save for a single pea-sized grain of sand that shimmered like starlight.

"Falling Star Sand?!"

Mo Lianxing recognized it instantly—Falling Star Sand!!!

She was on the verge of breaking through to the Creation Realm, a stage where cultivators had to manifest their own Dharma Idol, a colossal avatar of power.

Some experts' Dharma Idols could tower millions of feet high, capable of obliterating entire continents with a single palm strike.

And Falling Star Sand was a supreme treasure for the Creation Realm—it allowed one to manifest a Stellar Dharma Idol, ranked among the top 50 most powerful Dharma Idols in the Nine Heavens.

Overwhelmed with excitement, Mo Lianxing suddenly grew hesitant. "Husband... such a priceless treasure, and you’re just giving it to me? I... I don’t know if I deserve it..."

"Then give it back?"

Mo Lianxing instantly pulled her arm away, flashing a greedy grin. Once something entered her possession, did he really think she’d return it?

Not a chance!

"By the way, husband, you must have gotten a lot of treasures from Great Emperor Jiang Hong’s ring, right?"

Her gaze lingered on the Azure Dragon Ring on Jiang Che’s finger as she swallowed hard.

The storage ring of a Great Emperor—she couldn’t even begin to imagine the treasures inside.

"What, already eyeing your husband’s inheritance?"

Jiang Che smirked, and Mo Lianxing immediately panicked.

"N-no! Of course not! Why would I covet your inheritance? Ugh, that sounds so morbid! I love you the most, husband~"

"Good. Then transform into a Medusa Snake Girl for me. I just watched Animal Planet and picked up some... techniques on serpentine mating rituals."

Mo Lianxing: "......"

[Ding! Mo Lianxing’s mentality has collapsed. Host receives 100,000 Breakdown Points.]

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After teasing Mo Lianxing, Jiang Che went to find Shen Yu.

By now, Shen Yu had become the ultimate "treasured darling."

"Little Yu’er, this is the sweet and sour spare ribs I made. I guarantee they’re just as good as Che’er’s!"

Jiang Yunli had taken up residence in the Dragon Palace, dedicating herself to caring for Shen Yu. As the expectant grandmother, she was beyond eager for her grandchild’s arrival.

Faced with Jiang Yunli’s enthusiasm, Shen Yu was at a loss. She took a small bite of the ribs, only for a wave of nausea to hit—though she forced it down.

"How is it? Delicious?" Jiang Yunli blinked eagerly.

Shen Yu: "......"

Jiang Yunli tilted her head. "Well? Is it good?"

Shen Yu: "......"

It wasn’t that they were bad... just average. After getting used to Jiang Che’s god-tier cooking, everything else tasted bland in comparison.

"Not as good as Jiang Che’s!"

After a long internal struggle—converting every ounce of her IQ into EQ—Shen Yu finally managed to say something diplomatic.

(Though the conversion efficiency was less than 1%.)

Jiang Yunli beamed. "Of course! My Che’er’s cooking is on another level! One bite, and you’ll be speechless!"

You could provoke Jiang Yunli all you wanted, but the moment you praised Jiang Che, her anger would vanish instantly.

Title: The Clueless Scholar Daughter-in-Law Meets the Airheaded Mother-in-Law

"Sweetie, look! I bought these tiny clothes for the baby—one set for a boy, one for a girl!"

Jiang Yunli proudly held up the outfits, each no bigger than two palms put together.

Shen Yu stared blankly at the clothes.

She was really going to be a mother soon. The realization felt surreal.

At first, she had only been surprised by the pregnancy itself.

But now, in the quiet of the night, she sometimes found herself... anticipating the baby’s arrival.

"Do you want a son or a daughter? I’ve always dreamed of having a daughter. If I can’t have one myself, a granddaughter will do just fine! Hehe!"

Shen Yu: "......"

"Wan’er, Yao’er, come here!" Jiang Yunli beckoned Yu Wan’er and Ye Mengyao over.

Holding their hands, she spoke with grave sincerity.

"A-Auntie!" Yu Wan’er stammered. Around Jiang Yunli, she was always extra nervous.

"Still calling me Auntie? How many times do I have to remind you?" Jiang Yunli pretended to pout.

"Mom~" Ye Mengyao chirped sweetly, beating Yu Wan’er to it.

"Aww, my sweet Yao’er!" Jiang Yunli patted Ye Mengyao’s hand affectionately.

Yu Wan’er: "???"

Seriously, sis? Can’t win Jiang Che’s favor, so now you’re playing mind games with Mom?

This is why you can’t trust your besties!

Ye Mengyao winked at Yu Wan’er, her smile radiant.

The once-proud young mistress had gradually shed her immaturity, now exuding the charm of a young married woman.

(Thanks to the Beauty Preservation Pill, her face remained eternally youthful—only her aura had matured. That contrast? Jiang Che couldn’t get enough.)

"Mom!" Yu Wan’er finally relented.

"Hehe! Now, listen closely. With so many girls around Che’er, competition will only get fiercer. The only way to secure your place in the inner circle is to get pregnant!"

Thus began the mother-in-law’s secret guide to dominance.

"Let me tell you a little secret—my father, Che’er’s grandfather, was quite the playboy too. But my mother held her position as the main wife because she gave birth to me..."

Ye Mengyao & Yu Wan’er: "......"

After Jiang Yunli’s "pep talk," the two girls were visibly shaken.

Yu Wan’er was slightly better off—she was Jiang Che’s favorite, after all. But her petite frame?

Even if the little hen wanted to lay an egg, she’d probably get stuck halfway.

But for Ye Mengyao, it was different—she was genuinely moved.

She could deeply sense the looming crisis, especially after the spiritual energy resurgence, which had amplified her anxieties exponentially. In the future, Jiang Che was destined to walk a path leading to greatness, while her own radiance would only dim further. Even by his side... her cultivation level would remain the weakest, and she could only rely on her best friend Yu Wan'er to gain any advantage.

Her once-proud family background had already fallen behind the times. Apart from her beauty, she had nothing left to match Jiang Che. Yet, ironically, the very beauty she prided herself on meant nothing to him—countless women, equally stunning or even more so, were eager to climb into his bed.

Her cultivation talent was mediocre at best, so standing proudly beside Jiang Che through sheer ability was nearly impossible. That left only one option.

Give him a child!!!

But... this plan sounded even more far-fetched.

Ye Mengyao was consumed by anxiety!