Martial arts have become extinct worldwide, yet I am forced to have a large family.

Inside the Jiang family's villa.

Jiang Mengyun sat in front of the French windows, gazing out the window, when a strange feeling suddenly welled up in her heart.

Yang Xian's behavior in the video just now... seemed a bit off.

She couldn't quite put her finger on what was wrong with her.

But there was a subtle stiffness, a fleeting evasive look in his eyes, and an overly deliberate ease in his speech.

This absent-mindedness, or rather, the traces of trying to cover something up, made her feel a subtle sense of unease.

A woman's intuition was sending out frantic warnings through her at that moment.

Jiang Mengyun did not get up immediately, but just stared at her phone screen quietly.

Her fingertips glide lightly.

The screen lit up and remained on Bai Chuyi's chat interface.

"Try sending a message."

She murmured to herself.

[Jiang Mengyun: Little Bai, are you there?]

The message was sent successfully.

one second.

two seconds.

Time seemed to be deliberately stretched out.

The passage of time became exceptionally clear in the silent room.

Three full minutes passed.

There was no response from Bai Chuyi's side.

"Are you sleeping, that's why you haven't replied?"

Jiang Mengyun breathed a sigh of relief. "Really, what am I being so paranoid about!"

She put down her phone, got up, and walked out of the bedroom.

After becoming pregnant, the doctor advised her not to sit for long periods and to move around more.

Shortly after Jiang Mengyun left, her phone screen suddenly lit up.

Sister Jiang, is there something you need?

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the next day.

In the village, the first crow of a rooster broke the silence of dawn.

Yang Xian woke up on a simple wooden bed.

Beside him, Xu Huanhuan was fast asleep.

A head of white pigtails lay scattered on the pillow, with a few strands of hair tangled around Yang Xian's fingertips.

Her sleeping posture was even more casual than Nan Shunian's.

A small, fair foot was resting on Yang Xian's stomach.

[Ding! Successful mating between the host and a member of the opposite sex has been detected!]

[Congratulations, host! You have successfully bound yourself to the character: Xu Huanhuan!]

[Blessings and rewards are being distributed...]

[Reward 1: Obtain the mental cultivation technique "Illusionary Heart Technique - Enhanced Version" (Divine Grade Low)!]

[Reward 2: Host's appearance increases by 1%, boosting their attractiveness to the opposite sex!]

[Reward 3: Xu Huanhuan's martial arts talent has greatly improved!]

[Reward 4: Host's mental strength increases by 100%!]

【…】

"A mental cultivation technique? The Illusionary Mind Technique?"

Yang Xian silently recited the name of the cultivation technique.

This "Illusory Heart Technique" is probably the core inherited cultivation method of the Xu family.

Mental cultivation techniques are also extremely rare in the martial arts world.

Not only is it extremely difficult to cultivate, but its unpredictable and varied attack methods are also impossible to defend against.

Most importantly, the system directly upgraded it to the lower-grade god level!

The next second, Yang Xian felt a surge of powerful spiritual energy flowing through his sea of ​​consciousness.

His mental world expanded by a factor of two in an instant.

Perception has reached a whole new level.

"Mental strength increased by 100%!"

Yang Xian turned to look at the girl, "I still have to thank that little devil Xu Huanhuan!"

Xu Huanhuan's breathing was even and long, and there was even a satisfied smile on her lips.

Her sleeping face looked especially adorable in the morning light.

Yang Xian gently moved his body and removed her feet from his stomach.

As soon as he moved, Xu Huanhuan snorted.

The girl turned over and then fell into a deep sleep again, showing no sign of waking up.

"Xu Huanhuan, hey, wake up." Yang Xian gently patted the girl's face.

"Um……"

Xu Huanhuan mumbled something indistinctly.

"Get up! You promised me last night that you'd get going!" Yang Xian urged.

After all, today was the day he had promised Jiang Mengyun that he would visit the Jiang family.

The village is quite far from the school, so he has to leave early.

Xu Huanhuan rubbed her eyes and opened them groggily.

Those clear eyes still held the dazed look of someone who had just woken up.

"We're still in the same bed..."

Xu Huanhuan sat up, her tone tinged with resentment.

She stretched, her graceful figure faintly visible under the thin blanket.

"But you're thinking about another girl." The girl's gaze fell on Yang Xian, carrying a hint of playful reproach. "You're really... a bit of a player, aren't you?"

"You know I'm a womanizer, yet you still came after me?" Yang Xian rolled his eyes at her, annoyed.

"Get up now!"

"It'll be too late if we wait any longer!"

After lingering for a while, the two finally came out of the room.

As soon as Yang Xian opened the door, he saw his grandmother standing in the yard.

"Grandma, you're up so early too?" Yang Xian was a little surprised.

Grandma turned around, her face full of a kind smile.

"Oh, Yang Xian, Huanhuan, you're up!" Grandma responded cheerfully.

"Grandma knows you're in a hurry to leave today, so she thought of getting up early to make you breakfast."

"Yang Xian, did you sleep well last night?"

Yang Xian glanced at Xu Huanhuan subconsciously, while Xu Huanhuan playfully stuck out her tongue.

"I slept very soundly," Yang Xian replied.

Upon hearing this, Grandma's smile widened even more.

"That's good, that's good." She nodded repeatedly, as if she understood everything.

"I'll go make you breakfast," Grandma said, turning to walk towards the kitchen.

"No, no, Grandma!" Yang Xian quickly called out to her, "We're in a hurry to go back now, we'll come see you again next time!"

Xu Huanhuan chimed in, "Yes, Grandma, we'll come visit you again next time."

Grandma stopped, somewhat reluctant to leave.

But she added, "Okay then, be careful on the road."

"It definitely will, Grandma!"

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After leaving the small village, they spent more than two hours returning to the school.

Just as Yang Xian was about to arrive at the school, his phone rang.

Yang Xian subconsciously assumed it was Jiang Mengyun calling, but the name displayed on the screen made him pause slightly.

It's not Jiang Mengyun.

It was his father.

Yang Xian was somewhat puzzled.

Why would Dad call at this time?

He put on his Bluetooth headset and answered the call.

"Hello, Dad..."

"Dad what?!"

Yang Jianguo's anxious and angry voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Confess!"

"Did you do something to wrong Jiang Mengyun?!"

Upon hearing these words, Yang Xian's heart sank.

He subconsciously looked at Xu Huanhuan in front of him.

"Dad, what happened?"

Yang Xian quickly pressed for more information, his voice already tinged with nervousness.

He had a premonition that something bad was about to happen.

"And you're asking me what happened?"

A heavy sigh came from Yang's father on the other end of the phone.

"Jiang Mengyun told us half an hour ago..."

"Your wedding has been canceled..."