Chapter 156

“Huh?”

Ning Chen was stunned.

This bold?!

From Ji YunJing’s perspective, she really had no choice.

She couldn’t verify whether this man named Ning Chen was telling the truth—but she also couldn’t be sure he was lying.

Even if there was only the slightest possibility, Ji YunJing didn’t want to drag anyone else into this.

If she had to choose between herself and Sister Qianyue suffering, she’d rather it be her.

Ji YunJing struggled a few times.

But the current cheese wasn’t cooperating, and the secret realm’s instability was rapidly draining her energy~.

So, she failed again.

Still, Ji YunJing knew she was being too impatient—after all, the real effort in this matter didn’t lie with her.

Embarrassed, she turned her flushed face away. “Umm… Ning-gongzi, could you… help me?”

“Ah?” Ning Chen played dumb. “Help you with what?”

“I can’t just sit back and watch Qianyue-jie suffer, so… keep going. Just… just like before!” Ji YunJing hadn’t moved, yet her cheeks burned as red as they had during her earlier frenzy. She couldn’t bring herself to meet his eyes.

After all, back then, it had been out of necessity. But now, for her, a woman, to take the initiative and ask—it was downright mortifying.

Tsk, interesting.

To maintain his act, Ning Chen put on a principled front.

“Absolutely not!” he declared firmly.

“Before, I took advantage of you in a moment of crisis—there was no other choice. But now that everything’s been cleared up, how could I possibly do such a thing again?”

His handsome face was the picture of righteousness.

“You—!” Ji YunJing’s beautiful eyes widened.

When she told him to stop, he didn’t. Now that she was telling him to go, he refused?!

Biting her lip, she forced down her shame and blurted out, “But… the remnants of the poison haven’t cleared! I still… still need your help, Ning-gongzi!”

At that, Ning Chen was genuinely surprised. “That can’t be, right?”

How many times had she released already?

And she still wasn’t detoxified?!

Just how potent was the drug Ji Zhiqing had used?

……

In truth, the effects of the drug in Ji YunJing’s body had already been suppressed. If she just rested properly, it would gradually fade.

But she was too worried about Ji Qianyue’s safety—her jade-like rear just wouldn’t stay still, swaying restlessly.

It was like a mosquito bite that had started to fade, only for an itch to flare up again after an absentminded scratch.

Ji YunJing was the same—her earlier fidgeting had accidentally reignited the suppressed flames of desire, and now they were burning fiercer than ever.

“It’s true!” she insisted, her face flushed with urgency.

When drawing circles didn’t work, she switched to bouncing up and down.

White waves rippled—duang, duang, duang!

Paired with the interlocking rhythm, it was like ascending to paradise.

“Very well, I believe you, Fairy.” Ning Chen smiled faintly, ever the gentleman. “Since you insist, I can hardly refuse. Then… Fairy, I must apologize in advance!”

The swing was pushed forward once more.

With every rise and fall, the room filled with laughter and joy.

Ji YunJing truly behaved like a mischievous child—sticking out her tongue, rolling her eyes at Ning Chen, her smile pure and carefree.

……

[Congratulations, Host! Successfully copied physique: Ji Family Divine Body—Heart.].

[Ji Family Divine Body—Heart (Gold-grade, +10,000 EXP/day.)].

[Ding! This physique has now merged into the Supreme Yang Dao Body.].

[Due to special compatibility, Host has independently comprehended the innate divine ability—Heart Abyss.].

[Heart Abyss (Gold-grade, +10,000 EXP/day.)].

[Ding! This ability has now merged into the Supreme Yang Dao Body.].

Nearly another quarter-hour passed before the system chimed again.

But this time, there was a slight difference.

Ning Chen raised an eyebrow.

Buy one, get one free?

Well, it made sense—this was a special case, an ability derived from the physique.

But what he didn’t expect was that this was far from the end.

[Due to Host’s excessively powerful bloodline, the traits of the Ji Family Divine Body have mutated, transforming into the Ning Family Dao Body—Mainline.].

[Ning Family Dao Body—Mainline (Red-grade, Bloodline Origin, Foundation of Ten Thousand Laws, +100,000 EXP/day.)].

[Ding! This physique has now merged into the Supreme Yang Dao Body.].

[The Slave Mark function has fused and evolved with it. Host has acquired a special ability—Bloodline Origin, Foundation of Ten Thousand Laws.].

[Bloodline Origin, Foundation of Ten Thousand Laws (Host can subtly alter the bloodlines of all women through the Nectar of Immortality, granting them the subordinate Ning Family Dao Body—Branch, along with corresponding divine abilities. Activation condition: Absorption of one liter of Nectar of Immortality, counting from this moment onward.)].

[Ning Family Dao Body—Branch (Red-grade, subordinate to the Mainline. Subconscious loyalty to the Mainline is absolute—they will never betray under any circumstances. However, this does not affect the original personality or thoughts of the awakened individual. Additionally, they will randomly awaken a corresponding divine ability, guaranteed to be Red-grade.)].

[Note 1: The Mainline is to the Branch as roots are to a tree or the source to a river. The stronger the Mainline, the greater the latent potential of the Branches.].

[Note 2: Any divine ability awakened by a Branch can be instantly comprehended by the Mainline, eventually reaching the realm of “One Thought, Ten Thousand Laws.” However, EXP bonuses do not apply.].

[Note 3: The Mainline holds absolute control over Branches. The living can be killed with a single thought. The dead can be resurrected with a drop of the Mainline’s essence.].

Ning Chen stared blankly at the system screen, unmoving for a long time.

Luckily, Ji YunJing was lost in the throes of passion and didn’t notice.

His usually lazy, narrow eyes were now filled with shock.

This… this is way too fucking broken!

The fact that he’d gained another Red-grade physique was trivial. The real game-changer was the special ability!

Originally, the Slave Mark required a thousand liters of Nectar per woman to take effect—decades of relentless effort! Now, just one liter could grant them a Red-grade physique and a Red-grade divine ability. Absolutely insane! And it didn’t even overwrite their will, preserving the fun of their interactions.

Most importantly—the Mainline had absolute control over Branches.

His harem? Ning Chen didn’t believe they felt nothing for him.

But more than anything, it was the immense benefits and sheer pleasure that kept them from leaving.

If it ever came to a life-or-death situation, some might choose to stand by him—but not all.

A century of imprisonment had left Ning Chen with an almost pathological need for security and an intense hatred of betrayal.

So this ability—functionally similar to the Slave Mark but far more efficient in creating devout followers—was exactly what he craved.

Beyond his twisted desire for security, Ning Chen had also developed an obsessive need for control.

Losing dozens of female cultivators in the last spatial rift had already displeased him.

And now, in the Hundred Dynasties War, nearly every female disciple from Qinglian Sect participating had shared his bed. If they died carelessly, it’d be a slap to his face!

No matter how much he boosted their cultivation, with so many people and so little time, it still felt risky.

But now, if every woman in the war awakened a Branch physique, even if they died, he could bring them back!

All worries—gone!

…Well, not quite.

Ning Chen paused, suddenly realizing a critical issue. His excitement faded.

He frowned and asked inwardly: “If they all share my bloodline, then wouldn’t… wouldn’t that be like… you know…?”

Fortunately, the system quickly clarified.

[Do not worry. Bloodline does not equate to genetics. Just as drinking dragon blood doesn’t make one a dragon’s child, the same applies to Host’s Nectar of Immortality.].

[Moreover, Host’s path of replication and fusion is, by nature, the assimilation of all bloodlines and laws.].

[It’s not as if all things in existence are Host’s descendants.].

Ning Chen let out a relieved sigh.

That made sense.

Now he could rest easy.

Even a beast like him had standards, okay?!