"Brother, are you tired of fighting with the supreme experts? Chan 'er will help you massage your legs. "
"Master, try this fruit and see if it's delicious. I've worked hard to grow it."
In the Chaos Sea, in an immortal palace not far from the Saint's courtyard, Yang Jian was enjoying the "service" of two beautiful girls helplessly. Ao Xinke covered her mouth and chuckled. She was preparing a family banquet.
"The two of you, hurry up and help your Master's wife and sister-in-law!"
Little Chan 'er giggled and hugged her brother's arm. Fairy Zi Xia, who was at the side, could not be so unrestrained. However, she also began to hang her shoulders for her master attentively.
"Brother, why don't you just let us go to the Sword Testing Ground?" Little Chan 'er pouted. "Junior-martial sister Chan Yu and Liuya have all gone, but I'm the only one left to cultivate by Her Highness' side. Is it because my aptitude is too poor that I've embarrassed you, brother?"
After saying that, she even sniffed aggrievedly.
"Master," Zi Xia also said, "I'm willing to protect the Dao with my body. Master, please allow me to enter the sword testing ground to increase my cultivation level and temper my mystical abilities."
Yang Jian sighed softly. He originally had his own selfish motives. He wanted his disciple and sister to stay away from the Great Tribulation. However, he did not expect the two of them to come over on their own.
"It's not impossible for me to let you go," Yang Jian said calmly. "However, the first batch of people who enter a few months later are the disciples who will test the effects of the sword testing ground. They are also the talents of the third and fourth generations of the Dao and Buddhist sects."
"The second batch that was just sent in a few days are mostly cultivators who survived the previous battle. Not only are their aptitudes, comprehension, background, and perseverance superior, they have also contributed to the Primordial World and countless living beings. Therefore, they are qualified to enter the sword testing ground."
"As for the two of you …"
Zi Xia, who was behind Yang Jian, hurriedly gave Little Chan 'er a look.
Yang Xiaochan pursed his lips and looked disappointed. He lowered his head and said, "Oh, I understand. In the next battle, I will definitely kill those powerful enemies. I can't let others say that the sister of Perfected Lord Erlang, the pillar of the Primordial World, is such a weak and powerless piece of trash."
"Who dares to talk about you?" Yang Jian's voice involuntarily rose a little as he said firmly, "You are my, Yang Jian's, younger sister. If anyone dares to make irresponsible remarks behind your back, do you think my fists are fake?"
Yang Xiaochan originally wanted to use the trick of injuring herself, but she didn't expect Yang Jian to beat her at her own game. She really didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"No one is gossiping. Brother, why are you so agitated?"
"Alright." Ao Xinke walked over with light and graceful steps. She pulled Little Chan 'er's hand and said earnestly, "My husband just doesn't want you and Zixia to suffer. The reason why the Sword Testing Grounds can make people improve so quickly is because there are countless battles and countless times when they are on the brink of death."
Zi Xia knelt down beside them and said softly, "Master, Master's wife, now that the world is facing a great tribulation, no one can remain unscathed. Just as Aunt-Master Chan 'er said, I'm Master's disciple. I can't embarrass Master. If I have the aptitude to go to the Sword Testing Grounds, please don't stop me because of your personal feelings. "
"Do you really want to go?" Yang Jian asked with a hint of hesitation in his voice.
Zi Xia raised her head and looked at her master. She smiled and nodded.
"Master, although I'm only at the Daira realm now and my foundation isn't too solid, I'm willing to go in and give it a try."
Zi Xia hurriedly said, "I've prepared enough pills. They were all given to me by you, Master. I haven't been able to use them. I won't waste the pills refined by the Saints for nothing. I just want to train myself. That's good too … "
"That's good too. When Master leads thousands of cultivators to counterattack in the future, I can be closer to Master and slay demons to protect the Dao!"
"You." Yang Jian raised his hand to support Zi Xia. Zi Xia could not help but stand up.
Ao Xinke, who was at the side, also said, "Xia 'er's Dao heart is firm. If she goes to the Sword Testing Grounds, she will definitely not disgrace Husband's name. Why don't we let her go? "
"Forget it. I'll send you to the Sword Testing Grounds later," Yang Jian said with a smile. Zi Xia was instantly overjoyed.
"Sister-in-law, what about me? What about me?" Little Chan 'er asked repeatedly.
"You?" Ao Xinke hugged Little Chan 'er and walked to the round table at the side. "Eat obediently first. Even if Husband can bear to, I can't bear for you to suffer."
Little Chan 'er immediately looked worried.
Coincidentally, at the entrance of the hall, the teleportation array formation flickered gently. Two figures appeared together. They were naturally Xiao Lan and Feng Wu, who had been busy dealing with the Chaos Spirits.
It was rare for the family to gather.
The two women bowed and addressed him as "Husband" and "Big Sister". Even though Little Chan 'er felt wronged, she could only greet her two sisters-in-law obediently.
The few of them sat down. Even between husband and wife, the topic could not avoid the Sword Testing Grounds.
Xiao Lan asked, "Husband, is this Sword Testing Grounds really that mysterious? Daira went in and became a Quasi-Saint? "
"It's a joke." Yang Jian immediately shook his head and smiled bitterly. "How can there be such a good thing in the world? The Sword Testing Grounds borrowed the power of the Bell of Chaos to change the flow of time, giving them more opportunities to cultivate and break through."
Feng Wu smiled and said, "Just this alone is enough to attract the cultivators. No wonder it caused such an uproar."
Yang Jian said, "There are great Daos left behind by the saints inside, and there are medicinal pills refined by Old Lord Taishang. There are also opponents that are most suitable for them to fight. In such an environment, those who enter are all promising talents. It would be strange if they can't even break through half a small realm."
The few of them nodded slightly. Zi Xia's eyes were full of anticipation, while Little Chan 'er lay at the side and looked at her Lotus Lamp in sadness.
"Oh right, Lan 'er, Feng Wu, did your friends or relatives ask for help because of this?" Yang Jian took the initiative to ask.
Xiao Lan and Feng Wu looked at each other and sighed softly. However, they said that it was fine.
They did not want to make things difficult for Yang Jian. Moreover, the bloodline of the Phoenix Clan was withered. The Xiao family was not a famous sect. They lacked talented people, so they really could not ask their husband for help.
"On the other hand, Feng Shan has been cultivating in seclusion for the past few years," Ao Xinke said. "If she wants to go in and improve her cultivation, don't reject her, husband."
Yang Jian smiled and nodded. Feng Shan was indeed a good candidate. Apart from Feng Wu, she was the only pure-blooded phoenix. Just based on her background, she could not be rejected by the Sword Testing Grounds.
"Alright, let's not talk about these things today. Let's try and see if Xinke's cooking has improved."
The few of them chuckled and began to drink and eat. Not long after, their faces were red from drinking. The five women gathered together and talked about girls' topics. Yang Jian was happy to be at the side.
After the family banquet, Yang Jian sent Zi Xia to the Saint's courtyard. As the youngest personal disciple of the Saint in the Primordial World, Zi Xia was praised by Daoist Tian Yan.
When the Mirage Dragon saw that Yang Jian's disciple had arrived, it was careful. Even if it could not go easy on Zi Xia, her clothes would not be tattered and she would not be in a sorry state every time she failed.
Yang Jian then took a leave of absence from the few Saints and returned to spend time with his three wives.
Although Little Chan 'er was depressed, she did not disobey her brother's arrangements. She went to complain to Yohime.
The decorations in the hall were quickly changed. The curtains were pulled up, and the incense burner was lit. The Dragon Lady bathed, and the Phoenix Lady tied up her hair. Xiao Lan was even bolder. She first pushed Yang Jian onto the bed and took the lead in this gathering.
In recent years, the burden on Yang Jian's body had become heavier and heavier. The pressure on him had increased, but he rarely had the chance to reunite with Ao Xinke, Xiao Lan, and the others.
Finally, he had such an opportunity. Although the Primordial World had been defeated for a while, it had preserved its vitality and actively prepared to counterattack.
He had just returned from the battle with Xu Mo. He had to wait for a month for Uncle-Master Yun Xiao to recover before continuing to "tangle" with Xu Mo.
Separation makes the heart grow fonder. It was not a problem for them to be stuck to each other. They were also happy to sleep together.
The three of them knew that Yang Jian had worked hard. They were naturally gentle and obedient to their husband. They helped Yang Jian release the pressure that he had accumulated and also allowed Yang Jian to relax.
The spring scenery was slow on the bed, and the fairies were singing softly.
Where was the flute music? Dancing in the palm of the hand.
Just like that, he had been fooling around with the three wives for ten days to half a month. Due to the fact that the three of them were busy, they left Feng Wu, who was relatively free, to sleep with them. Ao Xinke and Xiao Lan had no choice but to return to take care of the miscellaneous matters.
It was unknown what the three of them had discussed. Feng Wu seemed to have made up her mind. She, who was the most shy among the three wives, took the opportunity to seek pleasure day and night.
When their love was deep, she finally said what she was thinking …
"Husband … can Feng Wu give birth to a son and a daughter for me …"
Yang Jian naturally could not bear to reject the beauty's intentions, so he worked even harder.
However, he seemed to have encountered some restrictions after becoming a Saint. No matter how hard he worked, he could not fulfill Feng Wu's wish.
Every time the couple had sex, they would naturally have a feeling of whether they could conceive this time. After spending half a month alone with Feng Wu, Yang Jian could not help but start to feel anxious.
Could it be that he had drunk too much coke in his previous life?
Ahem, what a joke.
Perhaps it was because he mainly cultivated his physical body that he could not control whether he could make his wife pregnant or not.
If he went to the Grand Supreme Elder to ask for some elixirs … that would be too embarrassing.
After he explained in detail to Feng Wu, Feng Wu hurriedly comforted her husband. She seemed to be afraid that Yang Jian would have a knot in his heart, so she hurriedly said that her cultivation was too low.
Yang Jian really took this matter to heart.
When he was done fighting the supreme experts and his family lived in seclusion, he could not avoid the problem of having children.
If he discovered the problem earlier, he would think of a solution earlier. If he was sick, he would treat it. How could he, the dignified Perfected Lord Erlang, be afraid of such a small matter? It was not that he could not do that …
Calculating the time, Uncle-Master Yun Xiao should be completely recovered soon. He also had to continue fighting with the supreme experts and delay the other party's recovery.
They were about to part. Feng Wu allowed him to do whatever he wanted and finally reluctantly accompanied him …
When Yang Jian said that he was leaving, Feng Wu forced herself to help Yang Jian put on his clothes. After sending Yang Jian out of the immortal palace, she yawned tiredly. There was a smile on her lips and she quickly fell asleep on the bed.
Yang Jian had just left the immortal palace and was about to head to the Xuandu City when he saw a Daoist pacing back and forth outside the palace gate that was heavily guarded by the experts of the Spirit race.
Yang Jian hurriedly went out to welcome him. "Uncle-Master Huang Long? Why didn't you get someone to call me when you came? Please enter. "
"No, no. It's good to see you." Huang Long chuckled and winked at Yang Jian. "How can I disturb your reunion with your wife? Ahem, Disciple-Nephew, the sword testing ground you created seems to be not bad … "
"Uncle-Master, have you accepted a disciple?" Yang Jian asked with a smile.
"That's not it." Huang Long looked around and saw that there were experts of the Spirit race who did not understand the language of the Primordial World. He blushed and leaned close to Yang Jian. He whispered, "Look, can I … go in and try my sword?"
Yang Jian was rendered speechless.
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