Good Pregnancy Quick Transmigration: The Overly Charming CEO with No Heirs

[Host, what are you planning to do? Should we try to escape?]

996 isn't in such a hurry anymore, after all, he has the host's Dragon Balls and the Thorium Armor.

"Run away? I'm not running away anymore." Xi Yao smiled. "996, do you think if Qin Wenzhang were to kill me, he might get killed instead?"

The chubby bird in my mind shook its head frantically.

[Probably not. Qin Wenzhang is at least at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage. If he wanted to kill you, he wouldn't use his full strength. The reflected damage wouldn't be fatal.]

[Furthermore, he wants to use you, host, to exchange for something. He definitely won't kill you; at most, he wants to make you suffer.]

"Then I'll give it a try."

Xi Yao was surprised that Qin Yirou was quite slow in complaining.

Three days later, Qin Wenzhang sent someone to find her.

The person who came was Qin Wenzhang's head butler, who seemed much more polite than Qin Yirou.

"Second Miss, the head of the family requests your presence in the study; he has important matters to discuss."

The butler was respectful and spoke in a very calm manner.

Xi Yao raised an eyebrow. No wonder he was able to sit in this position.

"Alright, lead the way."

"Please, Miss Second."

The two walked to the front of the study.

"Please go in by yourself, Miss."

After finishing his speech, the head butler bowed slightly and left.

Xi Yao glanced back at his back, then turned and pushed open the door to go inside.

Qin Wenzhang was sitting behind his desk reading jade slips when he heard the sound. He looked up and his face showed just the right amount of kindness.

"Xiyao is here. It's been a while since I've seen her. She's all grown up now."

"Patriarch Qin, you really have a bad memory." Xi Yao leisurely walked to a chair and sat down. "I'm only two years younger than Qin Yirou."

Haha, I can't remember my niece's birthday, but I do remember sending her out to be used as a furnace.

Qin Wenzhang frowned upon hearing her address, but quickly straightened up as if remembering something.

"Is Xiyao angry with her uncle? He's just too busy and there are some things he can't take care of you in. Ever since your father passed away, he..."

"Stop!" Xi Yao interrupted his nonsense. "You called me here today to keep your promise and return my father's ten storage rings and their contents to me?"

Qin Wenzhang's face stiffened for a moment, then he put on that fake smile again and stroked his beard:

"Xi Yao, your father was able to live for nearly a hundred years after losing his cultivation, all thanks to those resources. How could he possibly have ten storage rings left?"

Your uncle handled your father's funeral arrangements, but he never saw those things. You must have listened to the slander of others.

He observed Xi Yao's expression and then changed the subject: "However, your uncle has always been thinking about you. You've reached the age where you should be getting married, and your uncle has gone to great lengths to find you a perfect match."

The other party comes from a prominent and well-established family. You'll enjoy endless blessings if you marry into their family, and cultivation resources will be readily available. Your uncle is doing this all for your own good.

Looking at his sanctimonious appearance, Xi Yao felt nauseous.

She scoffed and said mercilessly, "My father died fighting for the human race. How much of the Qin family's status and prestige today was earned by stepping on his corpse?"

Some people have skin so thick it could block a flying sword; they'd even keep the belongings of the dead, and yet they dare to hypocritically talk about "doing it for my own good" here?

She leaned forward slightly, staring at Qin Wenzhang's face, which had instantly turned ashen, and slowly continued her mockery:

"Since this marriage is so good, the best thing in the world, why don't you leave it to your precious daughter, Qin Yirou?"

"presumptuous!"

Qin Wenzhang slammed his hand on the table and stood up abruptly, his previous benevolent facade shattered completely.

"Xiao Rou was right after all. Now that you've grown up, relying on what your father might have left you for protection, you dare to be disrespectful and speak so arrogantly!"

A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and the pressure of a peak Nascent Soul cultivator was no longer restrained, crashing down on Xi Yao like Mount Tai.

"Today, I will stand in for your father and discipline you properly! I'll teach you what rules are!"

Before he finished speaking, he flicked his sleeve, and a sharp spiritual force struck Xi Yao directly!

His calculations were precise; this strike was enough to break the bones and tendons of a Qi Refining cultivator, causing them immense physical pain, but it wouldn't truly kill them.

As long as they're still alive, they can be stuffed into the bridal sedan chair.

As for that so-called protective magic treasure, he didn't believe that something left behind by Qin Wenshu, a dead man, could withstand a blow from a peak Nascent Soul cultivator.

He watched coldly, waiting for Xi Yao to scream and beg for mercy after being hit.

However, the expected scene did not appear.

"Buzz!"

The moment the spiritual energy touched Xi Yao's body, a layer of golden light suddenly appeared around her.

The incoming spiritual energy was like hitting an invisible wall of copper and iron. It not only vanished instantly, but also had an even purer and more powerful counterforce that rebounded back along the original path!

"puff--"

Caught completely off guard, Qin Wenzhang was struck squarely in the chest by this sudden counterattack. He felt a sweet taste in his throat and immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

He staggered back two steps, crashing into the bookshelf behind him, causing a shower of jade slips and books to fall to the ground.

Qin Wenzhang clutched his chest, which was throbbing with pain. His face was drained of color, and his eyes were filled with disbelief and horror.

How could this happen?!

He's at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage!

Even without using its full strength, that attack was something that no ordinary magic weapon could withstand.

Not to mention the precise and domineering rebound that even caused him internal injuries!

Could it be... that his exceptionally talented younger brother really left this daughter such an extraordinary protective item?

After the initial shock, an uncontrollable, burning greed suddenly surged from the depths of Qin Wenzhang's heart.

If he can obtain this magic weapon, who among those in the Nascent Soul stage can harm him?

Even when facing Nascent Soul cultivators, they might have a bit more confidence!

When he looked at Xi Yao again, his eyes had completely changed.

It's no longer just about disgust and scheming, but is filled with naked greed and a determination to get what they want.

"Good...very good!" Qin Wenzhang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "Qin Xiyao, I really underestimated you. Hand over your protective magic treasure, and your uncle will let bygones be bygones for today's events."

He steadied his breathing, and his spiritual energy surged again, locking onto Xi Yao.

"Otherwise, don't blame your uncle for coming to collect it himself!"

"Hehe." Xi Yao looked at Qin Wenzhang's suddenly greedy and burning gaze and laughed out loud without any attempt to hide her sarcasm.

"You two, father and daughter, are truly cut from the same cloth, even your shamelessness is exactly the same."

She stood up, patted her sleeves which weren't dusty at all, and said, "Magic weapon? What magic weapon? Qin Wenzhang, I think you've lost your mind and are starting to daydream, haven't you?"

"Alright, I'm not going to waste my breath on you anymore." Xi Yao said as she turned and walked towards the study door. "I'm very busy, so don't bother me unless it's absolutely necessary. We'll talk about it when you return your things."

Once she had finished testing him, she couldn't be bothered with this hypocritical old man anymore.

"Stop right there!" Qin Wenzhang wouldn't let her leave like that.