Meng Feiyu gently removed the veil from her face, revealing a Yu Yan of stunning beauty and bewitching allure.

Tang Qiu Yao said with some resignation, "Sister, you've really put me in a tough spot. This isn't my decision to make—it's up to him."

Meng Feiyu laughed. "That's no problem. Just let me talk to him face-to-face once. I'm sure I can... win him over."

"I'll arrange it when he gets back."

Tang Qiu Yao finally nodded, mentally running through a list of everyone who might know Ling Changqing, especially Cultivators from major powers.

'For now, it seems that aside from Meng Feiyu, who needs to be placated and reined in, there are no other high-risk individuals. It's impossible for those Loose Cultivators to know anything about the Child of Destiny.'

'So, the matter should still be under control. It shouldn't reach the point of endangering Ling Changqing's safety.'

'Otherwise, they would have no choice but to consider abandoning their family's foundation and fleeing with Ling Changqing to other continents.'

...

Ling Changqing spent the next several months in a hectic flurry of activity.

In addition to teaching his students, he also had to work on his own Cultivation, occasionally performing Alchemy or Drawing Talismans.

His nights were spent facing the relentless demands of his various consorts, who took turns with him, leaving him no peace all night long.

Thankfully, after an initial chaotic period, everything gradually fell into a routine, so it was no longer a headache for Ling Changqing.

By now, those mortal girls had laid their foundations one after another, becoming Cultivators at the Qi Cultivation 1st Layer. From here on, it would be up to their own diligent and unceasing Cultivation to break through to higher layers.

One day, since the raw materials in the storehouse were running low, Ling Qiyue dragged Ling Changqing out, planning to go hunting on the ocean floor.

Xue Qingtan, driven by curiosity, decided to tag along as well.

Although many years had passed since the eruption of the underwater volcanic cluster, the surrounding sea and marine ecosystem near the Changqing Continent had yet to fully recover.

So this time, Ling Qiyue traveled quite far, only entering the water at the edge of the Feiyu Sea Region. They dove straight down to the seabed, more than seven hundred zhang deep.

With her current Cultivation level and several Magical Treasures for protection, she felt no pressure at all, even at such a depth.

The crucial thing was that as Ling Changqing's Cultivation grew, his Luck and Fortune rose in tandem, which was enough to suppress any possibility of accidents.

In the icy seawater, two gorgeous, bewitching beauties flanked a handsome youth in black with crimson lips, pearly teeth, and eyes as dark as lacquer. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

The Magical Treasure, the Fenghuo Panyun Bell, hovered overhead. Curtains of light cascaded down from it, shielding them from the crushing pressure of the sea.

As far as the eye could see, winding submarine mountain ranges stood in the distance. Ridges blanketed in thick seagrass, dark reef caves, and bizarrely shaped underwater cliffs and giant rocky chasms were visible everywhere.

Swarms of glowing red jellyfish drifted by. There were conches the size of washbasins and underwater forests that stood like giants, from which ferocious sea fish radiating a baleful aura would occasionally emerge.

"...Husband, this Storage Pouch is full too!"

Xue Qingtan's voice rang out.

"Mm, let's switch to another one. We brought plenty of Spatial Magical Artifacts this time, anyway!"

Ling Changqing said.

The three of them were now on a gently sloping ridge, turning over rocks one by one to find a type of golden sea clam hiding underneath.

Not only was the meat of this deep-sea clam exceptionally delicious and brimming with Spiritual Qi, it was also one of the main ingredients for Refining a certain Third Grade Beauty Pill. Its value was plain to see.

After Ling Changqing discovered this treasure trove, the two women excitedly began to scour the area, turning over the entire ridge in one go and finding several hundred of the clams.

"Are you holding up, Husband?"

Ling Qiyue asked softly.

"I'm fine. Another day and night wouldn't be a problem."

Ling Changqing said.

'As my Cultivation approaches the Core Formation Realm, the rate at which my Luck and Fortune are consumed isn't that fast, even in the Deep Sea. It would take at least a day and a night for it to drop to a critical level.'