From the fake emperor to the concubine

Feeling the power of the self-detonation in the foundation-building stage, Zheng Yi's face remained calm.

He extended his right hand, and the spiritual pressure of the foundation-building realm and the powerful consciousness of the golden elixir realm turned into a sharp blade, easily splitting the storm at the center of the self-destruction in half.

Make it dissipate to both sides.

Zheng Yi did not take a dying Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator seriously.

The power dissipated, and Zheng Yi's dark eyes looked forward.

The second elder had been reduced to ashes, not even a complete body was left.

Zheng Yi nodded to the great elder and clan leader Wang Xingyin, then left first.

After all, killing Wang's own people is not a good thing.

soon.

Master Zhang also left the second elder's residence.

Looking at the devastated and ruined area nearby, the Great Elder was silent for a moment and asked, "What about Wang Miaomiao?"

"I will take care of it. After all, I am the patriarch of the Wang family."

Wang Xingyin slowly raised his head and looked in the direction of the Law Enforcement Hall.

Once upon a time, Wang Xingyin fully believed that being the patriarch of the Wang family meant leading the family to continue to grow and develop and move towards greater glory.

But never expected.

Beneath the glamorous appearance, such dirty things are hidden in private.

However, if this is left unchecked, the family's hidden dangers will snowball, and this is a thorny issue that the patriarch must handle properly.

The Great Elder looked at the scene in front of him, nodded silently, and said nothing.

Think back to those days.

Many members of the Wang family have died on his hands.

In such a family system, there are always some restless people.

If they can achieve the foundation-building stage, they may become a major threat to the family's ruling class; if they cannot break through, they will be eliminated as soon as possible by people like them.

This is a law of survival that every family cannot avoid and it will never change.

……

In the dungeon of the Law Enforcement Hall, most of the people imprisoned here are not members of the Wang family.

Looking around, there are very few members of the Wang family. Most of them are spies who are trying to gather intelligence about the Wang family, as well as evil people who have offended the Wang family in the secular world.

After a period of time, these people had two possible outcomes: either becoming slaves of the Wang family, or becoming living targets for the younger generation of the Wang family to practice.

And today, the dungeon welcomed a special "guest".

"Master Patriarch, please."

The head of the Law Enforcement Hall respectfully led the way to Wang Miaomiao's cell.

Looking at the sleeping Wang Miaomiao, a hint of murderous intent flashed in Wang Xingyin's eyes. He waved his right hand, and a wind blade condensed in his palm, which he casually threw towards Wang Miaomiao's white neck.

Wang Miaomiao died in her sleep.

After doing all this, Wang Xingyin had a blank expression on his face, and there was not much turmoil in his heart.

In his opinion, it was hurting someone familiar.

The difference between hurting a stranger was not as big as he thought.

The head of the Law Enforcement Hall witnessed all this, but he just lowered his head silently and dared not say anything.

Family strife occurs every few decades, and this is not the first time that a member of the Wang family has died.

If you live long enough, you will see all kinds of things.

……

The powerful spiritual awareness possessed by the Jindan stage enables Zheng Yi to know what is happening anywhere in the Wang family.

The disappearance of Wang Miaomiao's life force in the dungeon was naturally also under Zheng Yi's observation.

At this time, in the lobby of the mansion.

Zheng Yi was about to eat when his expression suddenly changed slightly, with a complicated look on his face.

Seeing this, the other ladies asked with concern, “Husband, what’s going on?

Could it be that you just remembered something from the past?"

"No.

I just wonder if our family can continue to live a stable life in the Wang family in the future."

Zheng Yi quickly dispelled his previous feeling of loss, and smiled again to comfort the ladies in front of him.

After the meal, Zheng Yi stayed in Wang Qing's room that night.

With close contact with Wang Qing.

He felt the change in himself.

"Absorb pure Yin energy and increase your lifespan by fifty."

"Absorb pure Yin energy and increase your lifespan by twenty."

"Absorb pure Yin energy and increase your lifespan by seventy-two years."

After some clouds and rain.

Wang Qing's face was flushed, and her plump body looked even softer.

Her beautiful eyes looked at Zheng Yi in the night and asked softly, "Husband, is there something on your mind?"

As the eldest lady in the mansion, Wang Qing was the most delicate and sensitive woman. She immediately noticed that Zheng Yi was worried about what happened during the meal.

Zheng Yi was silent for a moment, then smiled slightly, thinking that there was nothing to hide, and simply said: "It's nothing more than the matter between the Second Elder and Wang Miaomiao."

In just a few words, the cause and effect are clearly summarized.

After hearing this, Wang Qing hugged Zheng Yi and said, "Don't blame my husband. If he hadn't done it, our family would have been in danger.

In my eyes, everything my husband does is right."

There was a hint of stubbornness in Wang Qing's tone.

Zheng Yi responded softly and hugged Wang Qing in his arms. He stroked her beautiful back and felt the softness of her delicate body in his arms. A sense of security surged in his heart.

Whether in the previous Canglan Realm or the current Qingxuan Realm, he has the company of these people at home.

He then had a stronger motivation to move forward.

On the road to pursuing longevity, even if the people around him will eventually disappear with the passage of time, Zheng Yi has long been able to cherish the present and accept it calmly.

Walking alone on the road is full of loneliness, as time goes by.

His state of mind has become stronger than ever before.

……

That night, perhaps Wang Qing was trying to comfort Zheng Yi on purpose, and the two of them were immersed in love in the second half of the night, leaving traces of their intimacy everywhere in the bedroom.

"You want to give me another child?"

Zheng Yi asked with a smile.

At this moment, Wang Qing looked tired and weak all over, like a lazy kitten. Her whole body nestled in Zheng Yi's arms, unable to even lift her little finger.

Hear what Zheng Yi said.

She muttered softly: "I just want to give birth to children for my husband, lots of children..."

Before he could finish his words, he fell asleep due to exhaustion.

At this time, the sky outside was slightly bright. Zheng Yi hugged his wife in his arms and gradually closed his eyes. He slept particularly peacefully that night.

In the Wang family, the remaining members of the second elder’s lineage.

Under the deliberate arrangement of the great elder and clan leader Wang Xingyin, they were quickly defeated.

The lineage of the former second elder is now in name only in the Wang family. I'm sure that in a few years, no one will mention it anymore.

In the following days, Zheng Yi stayed in the manor to calm the ladies.

Fortunately, after a period of time, the atmosphere in the mansion gradually returned to calm.

In the martial arts arena, Wang Qing is now only half a step away from breaking through to the innate realm.

With the help of the Qi Refining Elixir, Wang Qing took out an hour every day to practice the Plum Blossom Stance and the skills Zheng Yi had obtained in the Canglan Realm. If he continued in this way, the White Lotus Sect's skills could also be cultivated to the state of great perfection.

The same is true for Wang Yumo and Wang Xue.

They are not far from the innate realm.

Once he achieves innateness, he will have the ability to protect himself, and Zheng Yi will feel more at ease.

In the courtyard, Zheng Yi sat on a wooden bench.

I watched the ladies in front of me practicing martial arts while the children nearby were playing with wooden swords.

Those children who possess spiritual roots are still young and their meridians are too fragile, so they practice martial arts mainly to strengthen their bodies.

In Zheng Yi's opinion, children's childhood is extremely important.

"It's time, Xiaoxuan needs to go back and soak in the spiritual liquid."

Zhang Qingmiao came back from the Xinmiao area, looked up at the sun, and then picked up the child who was playing hopscotch on the martial arts field.

"No, no mother, Xiaoxuan still wants to play games with his brothers and sisters!"

Xiaoxuan struggled and shouted.

Zhang Qingmiao's face turned serious, and Xiaoxuan, who just acted like a naughty kid, looked like a naughty kid.

After being glared at by Wang Xue, she immediately stopped crying and dared not cry anymore.

Zhang Qingmiao walked forward holding Xiaoxuan's hand and said, "You should know that it is only because your father is the alchemist of the family that you have the opportunity to soak in spiritual liquid. Other children don't have this opportunity even if they want to."

"Then let them soak in the water. Xiaoxuan doesn't want to soak in the water anyway."

Although the child is young, he is very stubborn.

In the environment where many children grow up together in Zheng Yi's mansion, although it is not poor, under the training model of this immortal cultivation family, the children are extremely precocious.

In such an era and environment.

Zheng Yi was too busy to personally discipline the children, and most of the time, the responsibility of disciplining the children was taken on by the ladies around him.

Generally speaking, the children would not come to disturb Zheng Yi's rest.

"Daddy, daddy."

A babyish voice sounded in front of Zheng Yi. Zheng Yi opened his eyes and saw that it was Wang Qing's child, who was also the eldest son in the family.

Unfortunately, even though he is the eldest son.

But he only has low-grade spiritual roots.

Zheng Qingtian was wearing child-like clothes, walking with an upright posture. He looked at Zheng Yi with a firm gaze and asked seriously, "Dad, is it true that a low-grade spiritual root can never break through to the foundation-building stage in one's lifetime?"

This is not just random nonsense from a child.

But with a heart full of doubts and seriousness.

Zheng Yi's originally perfunctory attitude became serious because of the child's seriousness.

He squatted down, smiled and said: "Qingtian, even with the help of the spiritual root repair method, the lowest level of spiritual roots can only break through to the middle level of Qi training.

Don’t you know about this?”

"But why is Daddy different?"

Zheng Qingtian shook his head in confusion.

"Daddy has a special physique."

Zheng Yi gave a simple explanation.

"oh oh."

Zheng Qingtian lowered his head in disappointment.

Even among children, there is a competitive mentality.

Although the ladies around Zheng Yi did not deliberately guide them, in the environment of a family of cultivators like the Wang family, Zheng Yi's first few children gradually grew up.

When they are three or four years old, they begin to understand things and the ways of the world.

They became increasingly aware of the status of their inferior spiritual roots in the family. Compared with the children who would come after them with medium- and superior spiritual roots, their future seemed to be a completely different world.

“In fact, people with lower-grade spiritual roots can also learn to make pills.

If one can become an alchemist, his overall ability will not be inferior to that of a person with a mid-level spiritual root."

Zheng Yi felt a fatherly tenderness in his heart and couldn't help but comfort her.

I don’t know when.

Several children as cute as plasticine had already pricked up their ears and eavesdropped.

Seeing this, Zheng Yi raised his voice slightly and said, "Your fourth wife is the alchemist."

"Daddy is lying. Si Niang is not an alchemist. She is a spiritual plant master."

Zheng Qingtian puffed up his cheeks and said.

Zheng Yi smiled and patiently explained: "Si Niang is also half an alchemist. Si Niang's father, your fourth grandfather, was the alchemist of the family and also Daddy's teacher.

You can visit Fourth Mother or Fourth Grandfather more often.

The family's alchemy pavilion will also teach you some knowledge. You can learn about spiritual plant cultivation or other ways of cultivating immortals. As long as you can master one, you will not be worse than others in the future."

Zheng Yi said encouragingly.

"I got it, Daddy."

Zheng Qingtian is a little boy with a big brain.

He nodded vigorously and saluted solemnly.

Seeing this, the other children also followed suit and saluted, which made Zheng Yi smile knowingly.

These children in the mansion.

Although Zheng Yi did not discipline him deliberately, the family traditions and rules passed down from generation to generation in the Wang family, as well as the fact that Zheng Yi's wives were originally from the Wang family, naturally brought these rules into the house.

Judging from the current situation.

The educational results were quite good, which made Zheng Yi overjoyed.

Zheng Yi came in front of Wang Qing and other women, and after thinking for a moment, he took out a few Huanglong Pills from his arms.

He ground the Huanglong Pill into powder and weighed the amount carefully.

Then, according to the women's situations, it was evenly distributed to the women in front of him.

The amount varies from person to person. For ladies without spiritual roots, it can help them break through to the innate realm; for ladies with spiritual roots, it can help them practice.

It’s not that Zheng Yi is stingy, but he has to consider whether their physical constitution can bear it.

"Thank you, husband. You are the best!"

Wang Xue was the bravest. In front of the other ladies, she tiptoed and kissed Zheng Yi directly.

Looking at the ladies living in harmony with each other and the children laughing and playing in the courtyard, Zheng Yi felt that his life was becoming more and more promising.

He was enjoying the leisure time at Piaomiao Mountain King's house.

……

It was not until he arrived at Tiannan Market that Zheng Yi returned to Tiannan Market when the reserves of elixirs needed by Wang family ancestor to build his foundation were running out.

Nowadays, most of the materials for the Wang family's foundation-building elixirs are stored here, but due to the relocation of the ancestor, the Wang family of Piaomiao Mountain no longer has as much resource reserves as before.

This is also a helpless move.

After all, the ancestor of the Wang family is the real core of the Wang family. This is true for any force. Wherever the core figure is, resources will be gathered to him to the greatest extent.

Even the Tiannan Market where Zheng Yi is located.

It is also because the Tianxuan Sword Sect would send two true disciples to be stationed here every once in a while, which brought great security and attracted more people to live here.

Zheng Yi cooperated well with the alchemy shop and was busy for two or three days.

First, he refined a batch of elixirs, temporarily restoring the Wang family's elixir reserves in the foundation-building stage to normal levels. Only then did Zheng Yi feel relieved.

He walked a few steps out of the shop.

A burst of crying and shouting came from the entertainment alley next to it.

Passersby nearby sighed as they looked at the withered corpse in the corner of the alley that seemed to have been drained of its vitality. They smacked their lips and sighed, "Fellow Daoist Qian is really a fool. He has no self-control and has spent all the spirit stones he has on that soul-stirring cave." (End of this chapter)