After returning to Gulong Island, Xiao Ling's life returned to normal.

Even with his strength skyrocketing, he remained calm and composed, without the slightest hint of arrogance or conceit.

Furthermore, with Xiao Xuan, a peak nine-star Dou Sheng expert, personally guiding him, his understanding of his own realm became increasingly clear and solid, without any hidden dangers of being backfired by the surge in power or being unable to control it.

Under Xiao Xuan's careful guidance, Xiao Ling also gradually learned many high-level fighting techniques passed down from the Xiao clan.

As his understanding and application of combat techniques become increasingly sophisticated, the true combat power he can unleash is also steadily increasing.

Every day, Xiao Ling would focus on his cultivation under Xiao Xuan's personal guidance. When he had free time, he would play with the two little ones, Xiao Xi'er and Xiao Jinchen, and spend time with his three beloved people. He lived a leisurely and peaceful life.

However, Xiao Lingque did not indulge in such comfort. On Gulong Island, his clansmen were also ordered to regularly gather intelligence on Central China. Whenever there was any disturbance, it would be reported back to the island immediately, allowing him to clearly grasp the current situation in Central China.

The turmoil in the Central Plains is growing increasingly intense. Friction and conflict between various forces are escalating, and behind all of this, several ancient races are secretly stirring things up.

Driven by them, the competition among various forces has become increasingly fierce, and conflicts have continued one after another.

The Soul Hall, in particular, has been acting recklessly and arrogantly in recent days.

Many sects and families in Zhongzhou have fallen victim to his wickedness, countless powerful figures have perished, and large swathes of territory have been quietly eroded by him.

The Central Continent of Dou Qi is now in a state of turmoil and chaos.

Thanks to Xiao Ling's influence, major forces closely related to him, such as Yin Valley, Xingyun Pavilion, Dan Tower, Fenyan Valley, and Huazong, have also joined forces in Zhongzhou to form a solid alliance.

The alliance is filled with powerful individuals and experts, possessing an extremely strong foundation.

Even though the Central Plains were in chaos and turmoil, this powerful alliance remained as stable as Mount Tai, able to protect itself and stand firm amidst the chaos without any major problems.

As a result, although chaos reigned in the Central Plains, a delicate balance was maintained, and no devastating catastrophe that could have swept across the entire continent erupted.

Friction and conflict between various forces occurred one after another, but the top giants maintained an eerie calm, never truly tearing off their masks and engaging in a life-or-death battle.

However, anyone with discerning eyes knows that this seemingly stable situation is nothing more than a brief calm before the storm.

As time goes by, the continental landscape will inevitably be completely disrupted, and a catastrophe sweeping across the entire Central Plains is unavoidable.

……

In a tranquil courtyard deep within Gulong Island, inside an exquisitely beautiful palace, the fragrance of sandalwood wafts through the air, creating a warm and inviting atmosphere.

The moonlight outside the window, like water, poured in through the carved window lattice, illuminating the room in a hazy and soft light. The brocade curtains, embroidered with intricate dragon and phoenix patterns, hung lightly, swaying gently in the breeze.

On the bed, Zi Yan's slender body nestled gently in Xiao Ling's arms, her long black hair cascading down the brocade quilt.

Her eyes were slightly closed, her cheeks flushed with a faint blush, revealing a languid yet delicate expression. Her breathing was even and long, completely shedding the usual majesty of the Dragon Emperor, leaving only a heart full of dependence.

Xiao Ling gently embraced her, his fingertips lightly brushing her soft hair, his gaze tender and lingering. A romantic atmosphere filled the room, quietly spreading in the tranquil night.

Zi Yan gently twirled the strands of hair by Xiao Ling's ear with her jade-like fingers, her slender fingertips lightly scratching the tip of his nose with a touch of charming mischief.

She looked up at Xiao Ling, her beautiful purple eyes shimmering with a hint of expectation and shyness, and spoke softly:
"Xiao Ling... when do you think we'll be able to have a child of our own?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Ling raised an eyebrow, looked down at the charming and innocent face of the girl in his arms, and a playful smile appeared on his lips as he teased her softly:

"What? Does our Dragon Emperor not consider Xi'er and Chen'er as his own children? This will not do."

Zi Yan immediately rolled her eyes at him, her eyes flashing with reproach, and gently pushed his chest, saying in a sweet voice:
"Stop talking nonsense. I have no such thoughts. I love Xi'er and Chen'er as if they were my own children. It's just that... as a woman, who doesn't long to have a child who is connected to the blood of their beloved...?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she buried her face deeper into Xiao Ling's arms, her ear tips slightly burning, revealing the shyness and tenderness of a young girl.

Xiao Ling tightened his arms around Zi Yan, holding her soft, delicate body firmly in his embrace. His warm breath brushed against her ear, and his tone was both earnest and gentle:
"Silly girl, this is not something that can be done just like that. Our strength is already extraordinary. The stronger we are, the more difficult it is to have offspring. In addition, our bloodlines are both top-tier and noble, making it a hundred times more difficult for us to have children. Right now, the chances of us getting our wish are really slim."

Having said that, he lightly lifted his fingertips, gently lifting Zi Yan's delicate chin, a smile playing on his lips, his voice deep and indulgent:
"But you don't need to be impatient. We have a long and endless future ahead of us. Take your time, and one day, things will turn out as you wish. Just wait patiently."

Upon hearing this, Zi Yan's cheeks instantly burned. She gave him a reproachful glare, her small hand lightly punching his chest in a voice barely audible.

"You...you're always thinking about these ridiculous things!"

She playfully scolded him, but her eyes were full of shyness and sweetness. She nestled obediently in Xiao Ling's arms, saying nothing more, letting the room's gentle warmth envelop them both.

Xiao Ling lowered his head and gently stroked Zi Yan's soft hair, his tone suddenly softening and becoming somewhat serious:

"By the way, Ziyan, we'll be heading to Canaan Academy tomorrow to see your father. It's been quite a while since I last visited him."

Upon hearing this, Zi Yan wrinkled her little nose slightly, a hint of awkwardness flashing in her purple eyes. She pouted and muttered softly:

"Tch, what's there to look at about that old guy... He's trapped there anyway, he won't get out even if he looks."

With her current strength as a Dragon Emperor, coupled with the fact that the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan is naturally proficient in spatial travel, traveling back and forth from Ancient Dragon Island to Canaan Academy is only a matter of moments. It's not that she hasn't gone to visit Zhukun.

Even though she was worried about him, she couldn't shake her proud and aloof personality, and she could never show any affection towards her father who had been trapped for thousands of years.

Xiao Ling chuckled softly, gently flicking her nose with his fingertip, and said gently, "You can't say that. He is, after all, your father and my father-in-law. It's only right and proper that I visit him from time to time. Let's leave together tomorrow morning." Seeing his firm attitude, Zi Yan, though still feeling a little awkward, no longer insisted. She gave a soft hum, a hint of pride and concession in her voice, and said sweetly, "Hmph, since you've put it that way, then this young lady will reluctantly accompany you."


The topic was settled, but the lingering warmth in Xiao Ling's eyes did not dissipate. Instead, it seemed as if a spark had landed, quietly igniting.

He didn't say anything more, but simply pulled Zi Yan into his arms and gently laid her down on the soft bed.

The brocade quilt that had been lightly covering the two of them slid open, revealing large expanses of fair and delicate skin along their shoulders, backs, and waists.

Moonlight filtered through the window lattice, falling on Zi Yan's shoulder, as if warmed by a layer of light, giving it a soft, gentle glow.

Caught off guard, Zi Yan froze for a moment, her ear tips turning red first, then spreading to her cheeks like rouge.

She instinctively raised her hand to push him away, but her fingertips landed softly on Xiao Ling's chest, feeling weak even herself: "What... what are you doing? Why are you doing this?"

Xiao Ling looked down at her, a smile hidden deep in his eyes, yet undisguisedly revealed. He leaned closer, his nose almost brushing against Zi Yan's forehead, his warm breath slowly seeping into her ear, his voice deliberately lowered.

"What are we going to do? Of course, we're going to try our best to have a baby of our own."

As he finished speaking, his voice trailed off slightly, like a thin thread gently entwining around Zi Yan's heart.

Zi Yan's breath hitched, her eyes darted away, and her lips unconsciously pursed. Before she could utter another reproachful word, Xiao Ling had already leaned down and kissed her.

In that instant, a soft touch spread across her lips, like melting honey. She was stunned for a moment, then seemed to let go of all resistance, raising her hands to wrap around his neck, her fingertips gently clasping Xiao Ling's neck, responding passionately.

The air in the room gradually warmed up, and the once quiet night was slowly disturbed by the two people's soft breathing. The brocade curtain was casually pulled, gently enveloping the two figures and shutting out all the light and sound from the outside world.

But behind that curtain, the warmth of skin touching, the intertwined breaths, the gentle turning—all were quietly concealed. A room filled with an alluring atmosphere, silently yet intensely permeating the air.


……

The next morning, as the first rays of dawn broke through, a light mist enveloped Gulong Island.

As usual, Xiao Ling first went to the children's residence and played with Xi'er and Chen'er for a while. Watching the two little ones chattering and being lively, he felt a warm feeling in his heart.

He then went to the main hall to bid farewell to Xiao Xuan, Xiao Yixian, and others, and gave them detailed instructions on the subsequent affairs of the island before walking out of the courtyard side by side with Zi Yan.

Without lingering, the two figures swayed together and, riding the spatial fluctuations, disappeared directly into the void of Ancient Dragon Island, speeding towards Canaan Academy in the Northwest Continent.

With their current cultivation levels, even if the journey crosses most of the Dou Qi Continent, it will only take them an instant and won't take much time at all.

In the underground magma world, a faint spatial ripple suddenly appeared in the void.

The next moment, Xiao Ling and Zi Yan stepped out side by side from the center of the ripples and landed steadily on this hot, churning lava field.

Before the cave of the ancient emperor Tuoshe, the colossal body of the ancient dragon Taixu, which was tens of thousands of feet tall, was curled up on the ground. Zhu Kun, who was in a deep slumber, suddenly sensed a clear spatial fluctuation, followed by two auras that he was all too familiar with.

Zhu Kun suddenly opened his eyes, his drowsy mind instantly clearing, and his spirits lifted. When he sensed that it was his beloved daughter who had come to visit, an undisguised joy instantly spread across Zhu Kun's face, which had been silent for a thousand years.

The dragon's massive body trembled slightly, and purple light swirled around it. In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a majestic and upright human figure, with a smile almost overflowing from its eyes.

But when his gaze unconsciously swept over Xiao Ling beside Zi Yan, the intense joy on his face involuntarily subsided a bit.

There was no way around it. As an extreme doting father, even though he had already accepted Xiao Ling as a son-in-law with extraordinary strength and outstanding character, the thought that this kid had "kidnapped" his precious daughter still made it hard to completely erase the slight displeasure and pickiness in his heart.

But when Zhu Kun truly felt the unfathomable aura surrounding Xiao Ling, his expression suddenly froze, his previous composure shattered instantly, and he exclaimed in shock:

"You...your cultivation level?! An eight-star Dou Sheng?! And this Emperor-level soul...what on earth is going on?!"

Even though Zhu Kun had lived for countless years and witnessed many wonders of the world, he was still astonished and could hardly contain himself. In just a short time, Xiao Ling's cultivation had increased so much that it was simply outrageous and completely beyond common sense.

Seeing this, Xiao Ling smiled slightly and said casually:

"It was just a small stroke of luck. I will tell you the details later, Father-in-law."

Hearing Xiao Ling casually utter the words "a small opportunity," Zhu Kun's lips twitched involuntarily.

What kind of opportunity would allow you to break through to the Eight-Star Dou Sheng realm in just a few years, and even force your soul power to reach the Emperor realm?
Back then, Zhu Kun's talent was unparalleled among the ancient dragon clan. He possessed the clan's top resources and cultivation, and it took him countless years of arduous cultivation to barely reach the level of an eight-star Dou Sheng. As for his soul breaking through to the Emperor Realm, it took him thousands of years of painstaking effort.

But Xiao Ling, on the other hand, dismissed this incredible breakthrough with a mere "small stroke of luck." Even Zhu Kun, with his calm demeanor, was speechless.

However, Zhu Kun didn't dwell on the matter too much. He turned his gaze back to his beloved daughter, and his face instantly filled with a joyful smile. His tone was so gentle it could melt your heart: "My dear daughter, have you missed your father again? Your father thinks of you every single day."

Zi Yan pouted, snorted, pointed at Xiao Ling beside her, and said irritably, "It wasn't me who wanted to come see you, it was him, Xiao Ling who said he wanted to come and visit you, so I came along."

Even though her daughter's attitude was still awkward, Zhu Kun felt warm inside and was in a great mood.

He then turned to look at Xiao Ling, his gaze sharpening slightly, and said directly, "Speak, Xiao Ling, you came to see me today not just for a simple visit. Could it be that you've encountered some difficulties in your cultivation? You're already an eight-star Dou Sheng, probably preparing to break through to nine-star Dou Sheng. I can share some of my experience with you."

"Hehe, as for cultivation experience, I will indeed need to learn more from my father-in-law in the future."

Xiao Ling's lips curled slightly, a meaningful smile appearing on his face. His tone was steady and solemn: "However, I have more important matters to attend to today, Father-in-law. Today, I will help you break the restrictions on this ancient Tuoshe Emperor's cave, allowing you to escape completely and regain your freedom!" (End of Chapter)

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