Coercion and Temptation, the Galan Empress - Jamello

Jia Ling'er had completely undergone the transformation of her bloodline!

From her original imperial blood, she had now regressed to the pure-blooded mermaid of ancient times!

This ancient bloodline was even stronger than an ordinary celestial physique!

It was worth noting that the imperial blood the Jialan clan took such pride in was only equivalent to a quasi-celestial physique. Otherwise, the Jialan Empress wouldn’t have been stuck at the half-celestial realm, unable to break through.

But now, after the elevation of Jia Ling'er’s bloodline, her future would no longer be shackled by talent like the Jialan Empress. Her lowest potential achievement would be that of a full-fledged celestial, and she might even reach the level of a Three-Tribulation Celestial Lord or a Four-Tribulation Celestial Monarch.

Of course, along with this transformation came changes to Jia Ling'er’s appearance.

The young girl’s figure had become even more slender and perfect, while her massive fishtail had vanished, replaced by a pair of long, jade-like legs. A faint shimmer of golden scales adorned her ankles—not many, but enough to add an otherworldly charm.

"Mmm... what’s this...?"

Jia Ling'er slowly opened her eyes, a glimmer of delight shining within them.

She could clearly sense the changes within her body—most importantly, she felt the bloodline curse that had shackled her for so long had been shattered!

Had her bloodline truly ascended to a level where it could ignore the curse?

If that were the case, did it mean Jiang Che would never have to endure the agony of the Midnight Heartbreak again?

Naturally, the most shocked person was the Jialan Empress herself.

She stood frozen in utter disbelief, her eyes wide as she stared at Jiang Che, unable to trust what she was witnessing.

Why?

From her daughter’s body, she sensed an overwhelming aura of superiority—a bloodline pressure akin to a commoner facing imperial blood, if not even more intense.

Her daughter... was no longer her daughter.

At least, not by bloodline.

This was an existence of a higher order!

"L-Ling'er?" the Jialan Empress called out, her voice trembling. She was terrified that her daughter, now elevated in bloodline, might reject her as a mother.

Jia Ling'er turned her head, then flashed a sweet smile before slipping out of Jiang Che’s embrace and throwing herself into the Jialan Empress’s arms.

"Mother, my bloodline has ascended! I feel like my blood is... this high now!" The girl gestured with an exaggerated motion.

The Empress gave a bitter smile. "Yes, Ling'er, your bloodline has indeed risen far beyond mine. You’ve truly regressed to the purest form."

Still, she was mostly happy. After all, Ling'er was still her daughter, and like any mother, she wished only the best for her.

"My cultivation has also improved! Before, I was at the peak of Divine Transformation’s ninth revolution, but now... oh heavens, I’ve reached Martial God stage!" The girl checked her own realm and gasped in astonishment.

"That’s only natural. With a higher bloodline, your cultivation naturally follows."

Jiang Che pulled Jia Ling'er close, planting a kiss on her delicate cheek before turning his gaze to the Jialan Empress.

"Your Majesty, you always said I wasn’t worthy of Ling'er, that I tainted her bloodline. But what about now?"

He raised his eyes, a challenge gleaming within them.

Even though this was the dream world—the Jialan Empress’s domain—so what?

Could she lay a single finger on him? With Jia Ling'er here... would she dare?

Though Jiang Che couldn’t yet turn mother and daughter into sworn enemies with a single sentence, sowing a little discord... making Ling'er resent her cruel mother was easy enough.

"If it weren’t for me, Ling'er would’ve spent her whole life like you—a frog at the bottom of a well, treating mere imperial blood as some priceless treasure. So afraid of tainting your bloodline that you resorted to parthenogenesis?"

Clearly, he was pointing fingers—yes, Jialan Empress, that’s you!

Going through the trouble of parthenogenesis to birth a daughter, while I can achieve better results with a casual effort than your centuries of labor?

[Ding! Host has schemed against the Jialan Empress, earning 200 million points.]

Though the Jialan Empress seethed with anger—who else but this human would dare look down on her?—she couldn’t deny his words.

The imperial blood her clan prided itself on was worthless in Jiang Che’s eyes. Not only could he elevate common-blooded mermaids to imperial blood, but he could even break the shackles of imperial blood and ascend them to pure-blooded status!

"You win," the Jialan Empress conceded, a trace of resignation in her eyes.

"I only hope you won’t let Ling'er down in the future." She glanced at Jiang Che before shifting her gaze to her daughter.

With a long sigh, she accepted it—her daughter was truly going to marry this man.

"Mother... you..." Jia Ling'er seemed to sense her mother’s sorrow.

"Your Majesty, actually... I have more than one Mermaid’s Tear in my possession."

Jiang Che’s sudden declaration made the Empress whip her head around.

"Where?!" she blurted out, before quickly composing herself.

She was undoubtedly among those who desired the Mermaid’s Tear the most. As a half-celestial cultivator, she had reached the Three-Life Emperor Realm thirty thousand years ago!

In terms of comprehension, Jia Mengluo was hailed as the most talented in the Jialan clan’s hundreds of thousands of years of history—bar none!

She had grasped the Law of Dreams as early as the Martial God stage, then began comprehending the Dao of Dreams. After attaining the Great Emperor realm, she mastered the entire Dao of Dreams and even earned the favor of its origin—yet, due to her insufficient cultivation, she failed to obtain the Dao Origin itself.

Her comprehension was peerless, but her bloodline had doomed her to remain forever at the half-celestial realm. How could someone as proud as her accept that?

Knowing she had no hope of breaking through, she resorted to a mermaid secret art—using her own bloodline genes as a medium, she performed parthenogenesis to birth Jia Ling'er, purifying the bloodline once more and placing all her hopes on her daughter.

"You... you say you have another Mermaid’s Tear? Is this true?!"

Jia Mengluo could no longer maintain her imperial dignity. If not for the fact that she couldn’t lay a hand on Jiang Che, she would’ve already resorted to torture.

"Your Majesty, always so impatient?" Jiang Che leisurely patted his collar, a smirk playing on his lips as he looked at Jia Mengluo.

"Husband, you’re amazing!" Jia Ling'er nestled against Jiang Che, her large eyes sparkling.

Of course, she had her own selfish wish—if Jiang Che could elevate her mother’s bloodline as well, how wonderful would that be?

But she wisely kept silent. After all, Mermaid’s Tears were undoubtedly rare, and Jiang Che had other mermaid girls by his side. Given how doting he was toward his women... her mother likely wouldn’t get one.

A small pang of sadness tugged at her heart.

"I do have it," Jiang Che said. "But Mermaid’s Tears are priceless treasures—once used, they’re gone forever. And I still have five imperial-blooded little darlings waiting for my care. You... might not even make the list."