Ye Mengyao: I'm So Eager to Make Progress

Ye Mengyao felt deeply anxious.

The conflicting emotions of wanting to compete for affection yet being unable to swallow her pride left her utterly frustrated.

"Yao Yao-jie, you... you wouldn’t actually be thinking of having a baby with Jiang Che, would you?"

After Jiang Yunli left, Yu Wan'er covered her mouth in shock.

As Ye Mengyao’s closest confidante, she had an uncanny ability to read her thoughts.

"Wan'er, even if I wanted to... I doubt Jiang Che would agree!" Ye Mengyao lowered her gaze.

Yu Wan'er widened her eyes—how could someone as sharp as her not see through Ye Mengyao’s intentions?

"Yao Yao-jie, this is a Pandora’s box you must never open! Shen Yu-jie is an exception... If you get pregnant too, Qiaoqiao-jie will definitely pester Jiang Che for a baby, and Bai Jie and the others will line up waiting..."

"With Jiang Che’s Siberian-grade stud stamina, in just three years... the entire Dragon Palace would be crawling with kids!"

Yu Wan'er’s face twisted in horror.

She was still a kid herself—she didn’t want to be called "auntie" by a horde of toddlers!

Just then, a low, amused voice drifted from behind her.

"Who did you just call a Siberian stud?"

Yu Wan'er: "!!!"

The girl spun around, horrified to find Jiang Che standing right behind her!

"Ah!!! When—when did you get here?"

Yu Wan'er was terrified.

"J-Jiang Che! I was just joking, hehe..." She forced a stiff smile.

She knew Jiang Che’s temper all too well—getting caught gossiping about him never ended well.

Though Yu Wan'er’s cultivation had toughened her up, if Jiang Che decided to focus all his... energy on her, the consequences would still be terrifying.

"Heh..."

Jiang Che smirked and walked past her without another word.

There’d be plenty of time to deal with this brat later.

Standing before Ye Mengyao, he sighed softly and pulled her into his arms without speaking.

Sometimes, he really had to admit—he was a scumbag.

"Jiang Che... Aunt Jiang came by earlier. She said... she wants Wan'er to have a baby with you."

Snuggled in his embrace, Ye Mengyao felt instantly safer, nuzzling against his chest like an affectionate kitten.

Yu Wan'er: "???"

Excuse me? How is this my problem?!

She shot Ye Mengyao a glare. Lately, the once-naive young miss had developed a sly streak, inching toward full-blown schemer territory.

"Haha, Yao Yao, it’s you who wants a baby, isn’t it?" Jiang Che laughed.

Ye Mengyao blushed and lowered her head.

"Wan'er isn’t wrong, though. Now’s not the time for kids—imagine a house full of toddlers. It’d be a nightmare."

His words dimmed the light in Ye Mengyao’s eyes.

[So... no baby after all.]

[I need to get stronger. Only then can I stand proudly by his side.]

She refused to be just another pretty face in Jiang Che’s life. Many of the women around him outshone her—even Bai Qiangwei, once unremarkable, had awakened a Divine Melody Saint Body.

"Heh..."

Jiang Che saw right through her thoughts. He didn’t even need his divine hearing—her mind was an open book.

Once I’m powerful enough, I’ll give each of them a celestial physique.

......

Three days later, Jiang Che climbed out of bed.

"The Great Sun Saint Body is no joke—this physique is insane."

He stretched, his bare torso revealing perfectly sculpted muscles.

"Right, almost forgot the main thing!"

He was here to see Shen Yu.

Shen Yu was five months pregnant now. Time to shower her with every rare tonic imaginable.

Jiang Hong’s Azure Dragon Ring was packed with treasures—perfect for refining the fetus.

Sure, the baby had started as just a means to win Shen Yu over, but it was still his flesh and blood.

"Damn these distractions!"

Jiang Che sighed. Hard to blame himself, though—Ye Mengyao had been very eager to improve their relationship.

...

Deep within the Dragon Palace, a serene young woman stood before a massive table cluttered with bizarre instruments.

So engrossed in her research, she didn’t notice Jiang Che’s approach.

"Little Yu'er, what’s all this?"

Jiang Che’s eye twitched at the sight.

We’re in an era of spiritual revival, and you’re still playing scientist?!

Shen Yu set down her tools and adjusted her glasses upon noticing him.

Her expression remained ice-cold, as if Jiang Che were a stranger—though the slight swell of her belly added a touch of maternal softness.

The contrast between her detached rationality and budding motherhood was striking.

"I’m studying the conversion between spiritual energy, mass, and conventional energy. After dismantling the spirit stones and arrays you gave me, I discovered a new type of field generated by qi..."

Jiang Che: "..."

You’re actually serious about this?!

He was speechless. Shen Yu was on another level.

At this rate, she’ll invent a planet-destroying cannon by next week.

"Enough research for now. I brought materials to temper the baby’s body—our child can’t fall behind from day one."

He produced a trove of treasures, including things like True Dragon hatchling blood—items defying heaven itself.

"Tempering the baby..."

Shen Yu blinked. Was Jiang Che offering these priceless resources... for the baby’s sake?

She glanced down at her belly.

For the first time, her unshakable calm wavered, a faint ripple of emotion—and something suspiciously like jealousy—stirring within.

"Wait, Shen Yu—you’re five months along, right?"

"Mn. Precisely 158 days and 13 hours."

Jiang Che: "???"

Since when do people track pregnancy to the hour?!

Shen Yu added matter-of-factly, "It’s simple math. We only had intercourse once that month. I calculated based on fertilization and implantation timelines."

Jiang Che: "......"

Never argue with Shen Yu. She’ll logic you to death.

"Fine, fine, my head hurts just listening. I’ve prepared marrow-cleansing treasures. You do want our baby to have a head start, don’t you?"

Shen Yu: "..."

"Chemicals could disrupt embryonic development. They’re unsafe."

"These aren’t drugs—they’re heavenly treasures! I asked my system!" Jiang Che was on the verge of losing it to her relentless rationality.

Shen Yu: "......"