Chapter 129: The Golden Core Emperor!

The two of them wore expressions as if they had just witnessed the discovery of a Heaven-tier technique or an unknown treasure. Seeing them so delighted, Qian Mo naturally shared in their joy.

Qian Mo glanced at the stones in front of him, his mind racing as he considered what to craft for them. Bi Yao, Lu Xueqi, Ya Fei, Yun Yi, Ling Xuanting, Ling’er, Little Doctor Fairy, Qing Lin, Zi Yan... Nine people in total. That was all he could recall for now. The large chunk of stone was more than enough to craft items for three, with plenty left over.

"Zhu Rong," Qian Mo said softly, raising his hand as the Hunyuan White Flame appeared in his palm. With a domineering surge of power and the intense heat of the flame, the three jade stones were instantly reduced to three pools of liquid, hovering in mid-air.

Ling Xuan watched quietly, her intuition telling her that a surprise was coming. With a thought, Qian Mo separated the liquid into five portions, each containing all three colors. The liquids then slowly merged, finally solidifying into five jade stones. Each stone featured a perfectly balanced, vibrant blend of purple, green, and red. Most impressively, the colors looked as if they had grown together naturally, with no sign of artificial crafting. The surfaces were flawlessly bright and smooth, captivating to anyone who laid eyes on them.

As the five jade stones settled into his hand, the remaining liquid floated in the air. Qian Mo decided to craft the ring settings first. Satisfied with the result, he knew that in Huaxia, these three gems would easily fetch an astronomical price.

The five stones emitted a dazzling light. Qian Mo purchased five ring mounts from the system shop, and as they drifted into the air, they fused perfectly with the jade stones. He added a trace of a peak Dou Di’s consciousness to each ring.

Finally, Qian Mo spoke: "My lady, we have been together for some time, and I haven't given you anything. According to the customs of my hometown, I have crafted this pair of rings for you." He picked up a brilliant ring, took Ling Xuan’s slender hand, and slid it onto the finger next to her pinky.

Ling Xuan’s heart pounded, her face flushing crimson as she stared down at the ring. Qian Mo withdrew his hand, then suddenly adopted the air of a dominant CEO, lifting her chin to meet his gaze. Flustered, Ling Xuan tried to look away but couldn't.

"...The child is still here..." Ling Xuan pushed the little one forward, but the intensity of their eye contact made her heart race. The scene fell silent, save for her heartbeat and rapid breathing.

Qian Mo’s lips curled into a smile. He wrapped an arm around her waist and leaned down to kiss her. Startled by his sudden move, Ling Xuan offered no resistance, finding the sensation rather pleasant. She placed her hands on his shoulders and gave in to the kiss.

When they finally parted, a thin thread of moisture broke between them. Ling Xuan felt a lingering reluctance; the feeling was wonderful, and she wanted more, but with the child present, she felt too shy to speak, instead savoring the memory in her mind.

"Do you like it?" Qian Mo asked, lifting her hand to admire the ring.

"I... I do," she nodded shyly.

"I'm glad." Qian Mo tucked the remaining four rings into his storage ring. Ling Xuan noticed this, and feeling a bit uneasy, she asked, "Husband, are there four other wives?" She regretted asking as soon as the words left her lips.

Qian Mo chuckled. "Yes, besides you, there are four others. I truly hope you can all live in peace."

Though every woman feels a pang of discomfort at such news, she reasoned that for a man as powerful and exceptional as he was, having multiple wives was perfectly normal.

Qian Mo’s voice rose again: "In my house, there is no such thing as concubines. You are all my wives, and you all hold the same primary status. Everyone is equal."

Ling Xuan felt much better hearing this. "Those four sisters must be very beautiful. I fear I may not compare to them; it is quite a lot of pressure."

"Rest assured, my lady, your beauty is their equal. They are all kind, and you have nothing to worry about. Once our journey in the Western Continent is over, I will introduce you," Qian Mo said, stroking her cheek. "Having the five of you is enough for me. Any more, and I wouldn't be able to handle it. I don't plan on finding anyone else."

"Haha!" Qian Mo laughed. Ling Xuan blushed again at the word "handle," interpreting it in the intimate sense.

The couple had completely forgotten about the little one, who felt like an afterthought. Parents are true love; children are accidents.

Ling’er pouted and shouted, "Daddy, I want one too! I’m your precious daughter, I want one too!" Clearly, the little darling was jealous.

Qian Mo quickly set Ling Xuan aside and picked up Ling’er. "My adorable daughter, how could Daddy forget you? Come, give me a kiss." After a quick peck, the little girl huffed, "Hmph, you two just forgot me! I feel like I'm just an accident! ...Waaah!"

*You really are an accident,* they both thought. But they realized that if not for this "accident," they wouldn't be together, so they truly owed her a debt of gratitude.

"Uh, haha, what are you saying, darling? Come, Daddy will give you a gem bracelet." Qian Mo quickly fashioned a three-colored bracelet that would grow alongside the little one's wrist. Seeing the beautiful bracelet and the dazzling gems, the little girl’s eyes lit up.

"Do you like it?" Qian Mo asked.

"I like it," she replied in a milky voice.

"Since you like it, you can't be mad at Daddy and Mommy, heard?"

"I know, Daddy and Mommy," she chirped, her finger in her mouth as she stared at the gems.

Qian Mo gave her the bracelet and fashioned three more. "Good, the rest are for my disciple and my two younger sisters." He stored everything away.

"Your sisters must be very cute," Ling Xuan asked, clutching his arm.

"They are sisters I adopted. They are studying at Canaan Academy and are about ten years old now. But don't underestimate them; one uses poison, the other uses snakes, and both are very powerful. When I left, they were five-star Dou Huangs. There is another sister who is a one-star Dou Sheng." He was referring to Zi Yan.

Ling Xuan was stunned. "They are all only ten years old?"

"One is from the Dragon tribe, and for them, ten is still young, though she grew into a great beauty before I left. The other two are around that age," Qian Mo said calmly.

"You... what kind of monsters are you all?!" Ling Xuan asked, her worldview completely shattered.

"Haha, my lady, you have the strength of a Dou Zun yourself. Don't worry, with me here, you will soon become a Dou Sheng, or even a Dou Di!" Qian Mo promised. "It won't be long before you meet them, and the surprise will be even greater."

"Dou Di," the word felt so distant. No Dou Di had appeared in the Dou Qi Continent for so many years. "Husband, does a Dou Di really exist? There are no more Dou Dis left on the continent."

Qian Mo smiled. "Let me tell you a secret: I am a Dou Di! Haha! I am the Master of the Samsara Hall. In my hall, including myself, there are already three Dou Dis!" (He counted the Emperor Pill as well.) "A Dou Di is not as terrifying as you think. Do I look terrifying and mysterious? Haha!"

Ling Xuan’s heart pounded again. Her husband was a Dou Di? And there were three of them? That meant in a world without Dou Dis, they were the absolute masters.

"Right, since you are my wife and the Mistress of the Samsara Hall, you should know this." Qian Mo produced two parchment scrolls. "By rule, everyone entering the main hall must sign a contract. Come, put a drop of your blood on these."

As the blood touched the scrolls, they vanished into nothingness. Suddenly, the sky darkened, and two claps of thunder shook the ground, startling everyone in the vicinity.

"What is this? Why is there thunder on such a clear day? Could this be..." a voice from the Heaven and Earth Pavilion whispered. "A Heaven and Earth Oath!"

"This... could it be a Heaven and Earth Oath?" members of the Ling Tian Sect wondered.

As the thunder dissipated, Qian Mo smiled. "Good. Now, my lady, let's visit the main hall. The Fourth Mistress is there." He was referring to Yun Yi.

Ling Xuan felt nervous about meeting her sister so soon. Qian Mo waved his hand, tearing a rift in space. "Is this a space realm?" she asked. She realized the Samsara Hall existed in an independent realm, much like their own Ling Tian Sect.

"Let's go." Qian Mo stepped through, and they followed. Inside the Samsara Realm, Ling Xuan and Ling’er were wide-eyed. It was far larger and more beautiful than their own sect.

"This is the Samsara Realm. This is the realm’s independent cultivation technique: the Samsara Canon!" As he spoke, a stream of light entered their minds.

"The Samsara Canon!" The two were instantly lost in the knowledge.

"The Samsara Canon is wonderful!" Ling Xuan murmured.

"The baby has Samsara too!" the little one said expectantly.

"Husband, am I dreaming?" Ling Xuan felt as if she were in a dream. Everything was changing too fast.

"It is all real," Qian Mo said, noticing a shift in the sky. He frowned, then smiled as he picked up Ling Xuan. "Come, I will show you what it looks like when someone advances to Dou Di. Someone is breaking through right now."

The person advancing was the old man, Emperor Pill. After failing to study the Emperor Essence, he had finally chosen to consume it. Inside the Samsara Realm, nearly a year had passed, and Emperor Pill was progressing much faster than Xu Kun had.

In a valley, everyone gathered: Zhu Qingyi, Ma Li, Ma Lie, Yun Shan, Xu Kun, and Yun Yi. They watched as Emperor Pill sat cross-legged, circulating the Samsara Canon.

"How is it going?" Qian Mo’s voice echoed. Everyone turned.

"Master!" "Husband!"

When they saw the woman beside him, they bowed. "Mistress." Ling Xuan blushed, her skin thin as paper.

"Oh? Where did you pick up another sister, Husband? And she even has a child! When will I get to conceive?" Yun Yi pouted, feigning jealousy.

Qian Mo felt awkward. "Cough, let's focus on the task at hand, my lady."

Yun Yi smiled and pulled Ling Xuan aside. "What is your name, sister?"

"Ling... Ling Xuanting. And you, sister?"

"I am Yun Yi. Your skin is so smooth, no wonder you attracted our husband." She leaned in and whispered into Ling Xuan's ear, "Tell me, how is our husband's technique in bed?"

Ling Xuan felt her IQ couldn't keep up. How could she ask such a shy question? Even Yun Yi blushed as she asked.

"Cough, alright, I won't tease you anymore. We are all family now. If our husband bullies you, tell me, and I'll settle the score!" Yun Yi hugged the little one. "You're so cute! I want to have one too. Come, let Auntie Yi give you a kiss."

"Tell Auntie Yun, what is your name?"

"I am Qian Lingxuan," the little one said.

"Then I'll call you Ling’er."

On the other side, Qian Mo watched Emperor Pill. "Master, you are so lucky! Even I am envious," Yun Shan joked. Qian Mo glared at him—after all, Yun Shan was Yun Yi’s father and his own father-in-law. "Cough, Father-in-law, if you want, you can find someone yourself. It wouldn't be bad to find Yun Yi a mother, haha!" Yun Shan blushed and shut his mouth.

Just then, Emperor Pill’s aura reached the peak of a half-step Dou Di.

"Focus your mind and prepare to break through," Qian Mo said calmly.

"Yes, Master!" Emperor Pill shouted, pushing the Samsara Canon to its limit.

"Ah Kun, Emperor Pill’s efficiency is faster than yours. You spent two months failing to break through, and I had to help you," Qian Mo teased Xu Kun.

"Cough, Master, don't mock me. It was my first time..." Xu Kun’s face turned red.

"Haha!" The crowd laughed.

"It’s time," Qian Mo said. Emperor Pill felt his body filled with power and Dou Qi. With a thunderous boom, golden light erupted from his body. When the light faded, Emperor Pill had successfully taken on a true human form.

He opened his eyes, a golden light flashing. "Break!" he roared. A powerful wave of energy swept over everyone. Emperor Pill had successfully advanced to Dou Di!

"Haha! From now on, I am the Golden Pill Emperor!" he declared, naming his own title.

"Haha, you succeeded, Old Dan!" Xu Kun cheered.

"Of course!" Emperor Pill turned to Qian Mo and bowed respectfully. "Master."

"Since you have become a Dou Di and taken human form, you can't be called 'Emperor Pill' anymore. Let’s pick a better name. Since your title is Golden Pill, how about 'Jin Zhentian'?"

"Jin Zhentian—I have shaken the very heavens, why not?" he laughed. "From now on, I am Jin Zhentian!"

On the side, Ling Xuan watched, stunned. "This... this is a Dou Di? I saw it with my own eyes?!"

Yun Yi, playing with the little one, smiled. "Get used to it, you'll see it often. I was shocked like you at first. They are all monsters, but since you’ve entered the Samsara Hall, you will become a monster whose cultivation doesn't match her age, just like us!" She pointed to Zhu Qingyi and the others, explaining their rapid growth from simple Dou Zhe to Dou Zun and Dou Sheng, and how the Hall’s training system allowed them to fight opponents far beyond their rank.

Ling Xuan was completely dazed. She felt like she was listening to a fairy tale. Everything today exceeded her knowledge by too much. She pinched her own cheek—it hurt. It was real.

"Oh, one more thing," Yun Yi added, covering her mouth as she watched Ling Xuan’s shocked expression. "The time flow in the Samsara Realm is one year inside to one day outside!"

Ling Xuan was stunned all over again.

After chatting with the others, Qian Mo returned to Ling Xuan. He handed the ring to Yun Yi. "My lady, this is a gift I prepared for you. Do you like it?"

Yun Yi’s eyes lit up. "Wow, it's beautiful!" She nodded. Qian Mo took her hand and slid the ring on, then hugged them both and kissed them. "You two must get along well," he said in a charming voice.

"Yes," they replied.

Everyone eventually dispersed to their duties. Ma Lie returned to Samsara Town, Xu Kun to the Dragon Island, and the others continued their cultivation. Yun Yi took the little one to play, leaving Qian Mo and Ling Xuan alone.

"Let’s go, let's continue our stroll, just the two of us," Qian Mo said, holding Ling Xuan. "Still haven't recovered from what Yun'er told you?"

"I still feel like I'm dreaming..." she replied, looking up at him.

"Everything is real. Your husband is just that powerful," he said, patting his chest.

Ling Xuan blushed. With the little one gone, she grew bolder, leaning into his chest. "I feel so happy to have met you."

Qian Mo felt a bit shy himself, but he stood his ground—he couldn't be a coward! "So, shall we revisit our memories tonight?" he asked with a wicked grin.

Ling Xuan blushed even deeper at his suggestive tone and tried to use the child as a shield again. "But Ling’er is still..."

"Heh heh, don't use Ling’er as a shield. Don't you have your sister? Or I can send Ling’er to your father's place so we can have our time together." Qian Mo smiled. "You can't play that trick on me."

Ling Xuan buried her face in his chest, whispering, "Bad guy..."