536: Chu Ying's Unknown Bloodline

“Hmph! As expected, no one named Chu is any good!”

Luo Shuihan puffed out her cheeks, her small face filled with indignation.

“Uh… aren’t you being a bit indiscriminate with your attacks? That’s not fair.” Chu Ying looked speechless. Although he might be a bit of a playboy, he was still very dedicated and responsible, alright?

Luo Shuihan pouted, ignoring him.

“Miss Feng Ming, please judge, isn't she being unreasonable?” Chu Ying smiled as he looked at Feng Ming Hua Yuan.

Feng Ming Hua Yuan’s expression was calm, and she suddenly asked, “Are you from the Great Chu Dynasty?”

“Me?”

Chu Ying was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a bitter smile: “Although my surname is also Chu, I am from the Eastern Wilderness. How could I be from the Great Chu Dynasty?”

“Heh, you never know!”

Luo Shuihan seemed to have thought of something as well, and said strangely:

“That Crown Prince of Great Chu is named Crown Prince Chu Sheng, and you are named Chu Ying. Don’t your names sound similar?”

“???”

Chu Ying frowned, “What do you mean? You don’t actually think I’m from there, do you?”

“Han’er, this is slander and false accusation!”

Chu Ying said, displeased.

Luo Shuihan’s small face flushed with anger and embarrassment upon hearing Chu Ying call her “Han’er,” and she mumbled, “Why are you calling me that? Only my Revered Master can call me that! Besides, I’m just guessing, I didn’t say it was definite.”

Chu Ying grinned and said, “If your Revered Master calls you that, why can’t I? Besides, the meaning is different.”

“I’ll call you that from now on, it sounds so nice.”

“Han’er?”

Luo Shuihan snorted softly, muttering, “You just know how to use flowery words to trick me.”

“No, I think you are.”

Feng Ming Hua Yuan, however, spoke again, her clear, cold eyes staring directly at Chu Ying, and she said indifferently: “You have a very faint trace of a Bloodline that resembles those from the Great Chu Dynasty.”

“What?”

Chu Ying was truly a bit bewildered this time. Seeing Feng Ming Hua Yuan’s serious expression, it didn't seem like a joke.

“I am a Heavenly Tyrant Body, and I have a suppressive and sensitive perception of all Physiques and Bloodlines.”

Feng Ming Hua Yuan’s expression was calm as she spoke lightly: “My sensing won’t be wrong. Although the power of your Bloodline is minuscule, almost nothing left, it’s probably because you’ve undergone many Nirvana transformations, and forces like Heavenly Tribulations have cleansed your body.”

“But it does indeed bear some resemblance to those Cultivators of Great Chu that I have killed, especially that Crown Prince of Great Chu.”

Her words made Chu Ying fall into thought.

Chu Ying suddenly recalled what Sui Caixian had said to him when he first met her in the Void Spirit Realm.

At that time, Sui Caixian had said that he was her never-before-met fiancé, and also that she sensed an aura on him similar to that of the imperial Family of the Great Chu Dynasty…

For a moment, Chu Ying was silent.

He was an orphan, raised in a remote, poor village in a forgotten corner of the Eastern Wilderness Southern Region, a world of Mortals.

He had risen step by step from the Mortal world, embarking on the path of martial arts.

Thinking of this, Chu Ying’s eyes blurred, and he inexplicably recalled the graceful figure in his mind.

His childhood sweetheart…

“Heh, past events are like wind, they’re all over.” He gave a carefree smile, muttering to himself.

“Hey, hey, you’re not really, are you?”

“If you’re from that Great Chu Dynasty, then I’ll marry you, but it absolutely can’t be anyone else!”

Luo Shuihan watched Chu Ying lost in thought and muttering to himself, and couldn't help but say.

Chu Ying smiled and pinched her tender cheek, his spirits high: “I don’t know if I have the Bloodline of Great Chu, but it doesn’t matter.”

“I grew up in the Eastern Wilderness and never had any Family or royal lineage. Even if my origin truly lies in that Central Continent Imperial Dynasty, it has nothing to do with me.”

“I am me, one of a kind in the entire world.”

Upon hearing this, Luo Shuihan said nothing, while Feng Ming Hua Yuan looked at him with appreciation.

“Legend has it that in the chaotic Archaic Era, there were figures who amazed the long river of time, rising from obscurity, defeating all Tianjiao in the world, battling across the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. One person alone was an Imperial Clan…”

“Such existences are indeed astonishing.”

Chu Ying nodded and smiled: “However, in the future, I won’t be just one person and one Imperial Clan.”

“By then, I’ll just have more children.”

“Han’er will also have children.”

Luo Shuihan: “(ÒωÓױ)!”

“Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey! Who wants to have your children?!”

“Villain! Pervert! You wish!”

Luo Shuihan’s cheeks were flushed, a strange mix of shyness and panic, and she gripped Feng Ming Hua Yuan’s hand even tighter.

“My mother suffered so much when she gave birth to me, I don’t want to…” Luo Shuihan mumbled.

“Heh heh, if Han’er doesn’t want to, then pretend I didn’t say anything. When I have children with your other Sisters, don’t get jealous, okay?”

Chu Ying said teasingly, with a playful expression.

In fact, for Cultivators, having offspring is a very difficult matter, especially the more terrifying their cultivation and the higher their Realm, the harder it is to have children.

Therefore, in most cases, if the timing is right and there's an opportunity, having offspring is an excellent choice.

Otherwise, how would Ancient Families like the Eastern Wasteland Luo Family and Jiang Family, or the imperial families of the various Imperial Dynasties in Central Province, proliferate and continue their lineage?

Even an Imperial Ruler, who is noble enough to rule an Imperial Dynasty, must consider the continuation of the entire imperial Family and have their own offspring.

Of course.

Chu Ying was just teasing Luo Shuihan and wouldn't really demand anything from her. Besides, he himself didn't particularly want to have children.

Seriously, how many years has he lived? How old is he?

If he were to have children now, what then? Would he bring a child with him to pursue other fairies in the future?

Tell the Fairy that he’s in his twenties with a child and a group of beauties around him?

Chu Ying didn't dare to imagine that scene at all; it was too absurd.

“Oh, why are you talking about this? I’m still young!” Luo Shuihan pouted. Hearing Chu Ying say that, she couldn't help but fantasize.

She was currently ranked ninth, which meant she was Chu Ying's ninth confirmed confidante and Dao Companion.

If the Sisters ranked before her all had children for Chu Ying in the future, wouldn't she lose even more status?

Would it be like a concubine of an emperor in a Dynasty, neglected and ostracized…

“Hmph! You only know how to bully me!”

“I’m still small now, and you even said I was malnourished back then… I’ll have children for you in the future, okay?”

Luo Shuihan blinked her watery eyes, let go of Feng Ming Hua Yuan’s hand, and buried her head in Chu Ying’s chest.

Her misty eyes made Chu Ying feel a bit ashamed and guilty.

Malnourished? This little girl was also getting a bit impure!

Chu Ying said with a wry smile, “I was just joking with you. Han’er, you don’t really want to have children, do you? If you do, I don’t.”

“In the future, I’m going to lead all of you to become Great Emperors together. After becoming Great Emperors, if we have children, they will be Imperial Children. How dazzling would that be, don’t you think?”

“Mhm, mhm, yes, yes!”

Luo Shuihan immediately beamed, a young girl’s smile being the most charming and pure.

Feng Ming Hua Yuan had been listening to their conversation along the way, the constant doting had made her somewhat speechless.

Even with her cool, indifferent, and detached personality, she felt like she was being force-fed dog food.

She wanted to vomit!

“Why don’t you ask Sister Hua Yuan to have children for you? Sister Hua Yuan is so well-endowed!” Luo Shuihan suddenly said.

Feng Ming Hua Yuan: “???”