Regarding Yu Wan'er drawing the jade lot, many girls, including Ye Mengyao, felt very conflicted inside.
Yu Wan'er was already quite favored. If she were to have a baby now... Jiang Che's doting on her would undoubtedly skyrocket.
A thick wave of jealousy spread through the air.
Especially Bai Jie; the look in this girl's eyes as she glanced at Yu Wan'er seemed to carry a hint of something strange.
"Uh... I... I..."
Yu Wan'er was feeling quite flustered. While getting pregnant might be a tremendous piece of good news for the other girls around Jiang Che, she herself didn't want it.
This was a hot potato.
[Hey, hey, hey, Jiang Che, I know it must be your doing. Help me out here... I don't want to have a baby, at least not now!]
Yu Wan'er was clever. A tree that stands out gets the wind. Although the girls around Jiang Che wouldn't likely take action against her, they saw each other every day, and occasionally even teamed up for games... Would they still be able to get along friendly and happily afterwards?
[Tsk tsk, who can you blame for your own good 'pregnancy luck'?]
Jiang Che transmitted his voice. He would absolutely never admit that he had just secretly played a trick.
Yu Wan'er's luck wasn't that good, of course. It was Jiang Che deliberately messing with her... making her draw the lot, just to see her reaction.
[Jiang Che, help me! I don't want to get pregnant so early, and you don't want your 'backyard' to catch fire either, right? I'll have one for you later, okay? I'll give you a whole soccer team... just not now!]
Yu Wan'er's voice even turned soft and pleading. After all, if Jiang Che was truly determined to make her have a baby, could she refuse?
But having a baby... just thinking about it was terrifying.
"Heh—"
Jiang Che chuckled lightly. He was just messing with her; he wasn't actually planning to make this girl have a baby.
[I'll put it on your tab!]
Upon hearing Jiang Che's words, Yu Wan'er breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if a weight had been lifted.
"I... I've been feeling a bit unwell lately. I don't... don't want to have a child. This opportunity... how about giving it to the other sisters?"
Yu Wan'er raised her small hand.
It must be said, her saying this directly earned her quite a bit of goodwill from many of the girls, especially those who wanted to secure their future.
"Alright, one person out. Is there anyone else who doesn't want to draw a lot? But let me remind you, if you opt out this time... the next chance might be a thousand years from now, or even ten thousand years later!" Jiang Che snapped his fingers.
After he finished speaking, the girls whispered and discussed among themselves for a while.
Then, Su Mianmian stepped forward. "Um... hubby dear, I'll wait for the next time! Hehe... sisters, I won't compete with you all."
As Su Mianmian stood up, she also picked up the cat, Huangdoufen, that she was holding.
"Huang... Huangdoufen is also a bit silly. Even if she had a baby, she probably wouldn't know how to take care of it, so I'll decline on her behalf, okay?" Su Mianmian said with an awkward expression.
Three out!
Twenty left!
Although Xiao Wanwan was somewhat reluctant, her own elder sister forcefully dragged her, not letting her leave.
As for Dong'er, it goes without saying; she recognized only Jiang Che.
...
For the second round of drawing lots, Jiang Che did not interfere at all, leaving it purely to 'pregnancy luck'!
Meanwhile, Yu Wan'er stayed by Jiang Che's side, becoming an onlooker munching on melon seeds, holding a plump, juicy immortal peach in her arms.
The little peach spirit Yaoyao, being an immortal tree, even though she had taken human form... was not among the participants.
Although Jiang Che could be quite a scoundrel, he wasn't to the point of letting Yaoyao get involved.
[My husband... your concubine also wishes to bear your child!]
Hearing the bell-like voice by his ear, Jiang Che's mouth twitched. This little heartless one also wanted to have a baby?
"What business does a ghost have joining in the fun!"
Hearing this, Mo Lianxing directly emerged from the Spirit Nurturing Ring, materializing out of thin air and throwing herself into Jiang Che's embrace, providing a solid, tangible sensation.
Soft jade in his arms, enough to stir one's wild thoughts.
"Your concubine is no longer a ghost now! I already have a physical body!"
Mo Lianxing smiled cunningly.
Although she was a soul, she was still Jiang Che's woman. When they were mass-producing immortal bodies before, they naturally gave Mo Lianxing an extremely special immortal body as well.
[Bone Spirit Immortal Body: The most desired immortal body for all soul entities. The cultivation speed in soul form far surpasses that in physical form!]
"Oh? Reached the tenth level of the Creation Realm? So you went into closed-door cultivation? What's the deal... do you want to turn the tables and harm your own husband?" Jiang Che teased with a smirk.
"How would your servant dare?" Mo Lianxing pretended to be timid, even acting coquettishly.
Jiang Che didn't speak. This woman's current strength was far beyond what he could control.
He was only at the peak of the Martial God stage now, and his cultivation speed was getting slower and slower. Meanwhile, Mo Lianxing had already been at the half-step Creation Realm in her soul form, and she had accumulated many insights from thousands of years of closed-door cultivation in the Spirit Nurturing Ring. After obtaining the Ancient Spirit Immortal Body, she directly experienced a massive breakthrough!
The Heavenly Dao's wool had been completely sheared by Jiang Che by now, so naturally, no heavenly tribulation descended. Thus, Mo Lianxing was now only one step away from the Quasi-Emperor realm.
......
The lottery results were out.
Unfortunately, Lady Luck still did not favor Bai Jie. The young girl's face was flushed with a very unpleasant expression.
"Wanwan, I didn't get it again!"
"Big sister didn't get it either. Our luck is too poor. It seems drawing lots isn't suitable for us!"
The faces of Xiao Sisi and Xiao An'an were also quite disappointed. They had thought that being triplets... their three-fold chance of winning should be one in seven, a pretty high probability, but none of them got it.
"Well then, I didn't draw it either!" Qin Qiaoqiao spread her hands and stuck out her little tongue.
"Me neither. Qiangwei, did you get it?" Ye Mengyao looked at Qiangwei beside her, who also shook her head.
Jia Ling'er from the Ninth Heaven side wasn't too upset, because even without a baby, she had her own secret weapon. Once she deployed it... Jiang Che's affection for her would definitely soar!
The little snake spirit Chi Nai was also quite disappointed. She didn't even know why she felt disappointed, but her heart just felt very uncomfortable.
"Feifei, check yours? Mine's not it... what a shame. I actually quite wanted to have a baby for this brat." Ji Ningxue poked Gu Lingfei beside her.
"Me? When I was a kid buying drinks, it was always 'Thank You for Your Patronage'... let alone... uh..."
Gu Lingfei said half-jokingly as she took out her jade lot, then her whole body went numb.
"Wow! Feifei, you hit the jackpot!"
Ji Ningxue got excited, as if she herself had won.
Gu Lingfei looked at the jade lot in her hand with great astonishment. An indescribable feeling spread in her heart.
It was complicated, even a bit absurd. The woman looked towards Jiang Che, who was gazing back at her with a faint, ambiguous smile.
She had only mentioned the matter of pregnancy in passing yesterday. How did she end up drawing the lot today?
When it came to luck, Gu Lingfei never believed in it... because her luck had always been terrible.
"Wow! Sister Feifei... I knew your 'pregnancy luck' was good!" Qin Qiaoqiao rushed in front of Gu Lingfei and started fawning over her.
"Uh... no... not really, we just drew the lot..."
Gu Lingfei only felt her head was spinning. Was she excited? It didn't seem like she was all that excited.
If she had to describe it, it was probably more like happiness.

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.”

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

nto another world, I bought a slave for the first time, never expecting the silver wolf girl to be so cute... Lin Feng: I know it's cold, but you don't have to sneak into my bed! Yuna: Just sharing body warmth, if you dare do anything naughty, I'll definitely...

e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"