I and countless versions of myself simultaneously travel through time.

Commander Long, hands on his hips, glared at Uncle Nine with a resentful expression: "Dou Chi Ying, if you were going to steal my wife back then, why are you pretending to be weak and cunning here? Your magic is beyond measure, who are you trying to fool with this pitiful act?"

He got angrier and angrier. His wife was taken away in the middle of the night. What man could stand it?

What's more, his wife is pregnant with his child.

Despite his anger, the old Taoist priest had completely subdued his men. He held Mikilian in his arms, casually tossing out, "I want to take her away, and no one can stop me." And indeed, no one could stop him.

He had no choice but to chase after them all the way to the mortuary.

Ye Yan looked at the woman in the hall and recognized her at a glance. Wasn't this Uncle Nine's junior sister back then, the legendary white moonlight Mi Qilian?

Miki's expression was complicated as she looked at Uncle Nine, hesitant to speak: "Brother Ying, what you're doing..."

She felt a mix of emotions.

If he hadn't gone up the mountain to study the Dharma back then, perhaps the two of them would have already gotten married.

But if that were the case, where would Ye Yan be today?

Where did these supernatural disciples from all the heavens and myriad realms come from?

Where does this universal peace come from?

To truly master the Taoist arts of Maoshan.

I must first sever ties with the one I love.

Wen Cai leaned closer and whispered, "Master, you should have said you liked this kind of thing earlier. I have connections here, I can introduce you to someone."

Qiu Sheng nodded in agreement. The two of them had been assimilated by Ye Yan for so long that their hobbies were becoming more and more similar.

Uncle Nine couldn't be bothered with these two unfilial disciples.

Commander Long was still jumping up and down, which amused Ye Yan. With a thought, his Destiny Points were quietly consumed.

[Consuming 2 Destiny Points, the character controlling Commander Long willingly relinquishes his position. Commander Long, beaming, respectfully says, "Uncle Jiu, I was blind before. From now on, I entrust my wife to you. I only ask that you... show her some mercy."]

[Should we add 5 more Fate Points to extend the control to one hour?]

The anger on Commander Long's face visibly subsided, replaced by a fawning expression: "Ninth Uncle, I was blind before. From now on, I entrust my wife to you. I only ask that you... show her some pity."

"When you stand up, kick gently."

Uncle Nine frowned: "General, what are you doing?"

[Should we add 5 more Fate Points, controlling the duration to one hour?]

Ye Yan didn't hesitate. Add.

Commander Long immediately stood at attention, his attitude becoming even more fervent: "Taking my wife here! I'm entrusting Lianmei to you; you don't want her to get hurt, do you?"

Miki Lian: "???"

Nianying, standing to the side: "???"

Uncle Nine sensed something was wrong.

He examined Commander Long's eyelids and then looked at his face; everything seemed normal.

But normality itself is the biggest abnormality.

He turned to look at Ye Yan, and their eyes met.

Ye Yan nodded.

Uncle Nine sighed.

That kid's causing trouble again.

It's very well done, though.

Ye Yan, on the other hand, was quite composed.

Uncle Nine, on the other hand, was anxious.

Sooner or later, he will become a disciple and Ye Yan will become a master.

He is an extraterrestrial being with many secrets; what's so special about manipulating a few ordinary people?

Without realizing it, your cultivation has deepened even further. Don't get involved!

"Master," Ye Yan said seriously, "Stop thinking about your old lover. The baby in her belly is going to die, twins in one pregnancy."

"What?"

Uncle Jiu, Qianhe, Simu, and Aunt Zhe immediately surrounded them. Qiusheng and Wencai also stopped laughing and their expressions became serious.

Ye Yan looked at Aunt Zhe: "Master's wife, have those ghost infants in the dojo disappeared?"

Aunt Zhe is one of the elders he respects the most. The character played by Sandra Ng never misses giving him a red envelope or a gift every time they meet, and she also imparts all her knowledge of Taoist arts to him.

Ye Yan had long regarded her as his teacher's wife.

This is the true orthodox way!

Aunt Zhe nodded: "One is indeed missing."

Uncle Nine frowned deeply: "The ghost baby was sealed properly, how did it get here?"

His gaze swept over the crowd, finally settling on a maid.

The maid took a step back.

Miki's expression changed drastically, and a strange light flashed in her eyes.

She was a trained martial artist with a solid foundation, but facing this once-in-a-millennium super demon pill, her skills were simply no match.

Demon Ball felt the time was right, so he decided to stop hiding.

Showdown!

Mi Qilian's eyes changed, and her whole demeanor suddenly turned sinister. She kicked Long Dashuai away and a strange smile appeared on her lips.

Aunt Zhe rolled up her sleeves: "Fine! I've disliked your hypocritical, innocent act for a long time! Who are you trying to fool with your pitiful act? Well done, Xiao Yanzi, I'll take care of her right now!"

Ye Yan stopped her, staring at the black energy in Mi Qilian's abdomen, his voice turning deep: "You were born a demon, it's your destiny. But in the past few days, you must have killed several innocent lives."

He turned to look at Uncle Nine, his tone meaningful: "Master, being blinded by love is a killer. Several babies have died just like that."

Having followed Uncle Nine for half a month, Ye Yan knew that his master was good in every way, except that he always had a soft spot for his old lover.

Since that's the case, he stood on the moral high ground, forcing Uncle Nine to harden his heart and severely criticize him. Ye Yan's three essential internet skills from his previous life were criticism, sympathy, and coaxing. To go even further, he would forget his roots and cut ties, issue a notice, and then give away prizes to fans.

Unlike a certain Yu, who stopped the captain in ten seconds, then renewed the subscription, got sued, and ended up receiving a generous package of food and lodging.

Sure enough, Uncle Nine's expression changed drastically upon hearing "the baby was murdered".

Aunt Zhe immediately chimed in, "Look at you! The white moonlight, the cinnabar mole—what's left in your head? You weren't like this back in the mountains!"

Uncle Nine was stabbed again, and his lips twitched.

He took a deep breath and slowly drew his peach wood sword.

"Mikilian" stared at him menacingly, her dark aura churning like a tide.

"The Demon Orb, is it?" Uncle Nine's voice was deep. "Those who take lives deserve to have their souls scattered. Make your move."

Sugarcane Aunt was the first to rush forward.

The seven people formed a circle around the iron barrel and unleashed their magic spells.

The demon retreated to the corner, trembling, too afraid to move. The small black figure huddled in the shadows, its eyes filled with resentment and fear.

"I've already told you, you were born a demon, and you can't escape death."

As soon as Ye Yan finished speaking, seven streams of magical power intertwined into a net, instantly binding the black mist tightly.

The moment the talisman was affixed, the black mist dissipated, revealing a ghostly creature in the shape of an infant, entirely black except for its blood-red eyes.

It is unwilling to accept this.

I finally escaped with great difficulty, I finally sucked out so much of the baby's brain matter, and I finally managed to speak.

"To hell with your fate!" the ghost baby opened its mouth, its voice shrill and piercing. "My fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens!"

Uncle Nine's pupils contracted slightly.

This ghostly infant can actually speak? Just how many people has it eaten?

"Enough with the nonsense!" Sugarcane Girl thrust her peach wood sword straight down.

The ghost baby dodged away with a flash.

Although it was bound, it still had the strength to fight, baring its teeth and lunging at the nearest Mikilian.

A long, slender hand reached out and firmly gripped its neck.

Ye Yan.

He carried the ghost baby in one hand, like he was carrying a disobedient kitten.

The ghost baby struggled desperately, kicking its limbs wildly, and kept shouting, "My fate is in my own hands, not in the hands of heaven."

Ye Yan smiled.

"Your fate is in your own hands?" He leaned closer to that hideous little face, his voice so soft that only the ghost infant could hear it. "Then I'll send you on your way now. Fly on your own. It's up to you."

The Yin energy surged in the palm.

The ghost infant didn't even have time to scream before it turned into a wisp of green smoke and dissipated.

Ye Yan clapped his hands and turned to look at everyone: "It's resolved."

Uncle Nine opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end he just sighed.

This kid is becoming more and more like a monster.

Aunt Zhe was also venting: "You think you're so great, huh?! You think I'm in charge?! I'll show you what the heavens are all about, I'll fuck you."

Aunt Sugarcane is kicking Mikilian; it's unclear which kick is heavier or lighter.

"Are you still asking me about the Demon Orb?! I'm asking you!!"

"It's me, Ying-ge, it's me." Mi Qilian was woken up by the slap.

"That's enough, she's awake." Uncle Nine pulled her along.

"Look at yourself, do you still look like someone from Maoshan? Your love-struck mind has ruined you!" Aunt Zhe said angrily and left again.