121: Chapter 121 Only by preserving the warmth of human life can one dare to slaughter all the heavens.

Jiang Feng stepped out of the starry rift, his toes landing steadily in the courtyard of the Tianshu Dragon Garden.

Just a second ago, he was in the depths of the starry sky, tearing apart Supremes with his bare hands and clashing with high-dimensional beings. The violent killing intent that could crush dimensions hadn't even dissipated before it was instantly washed away by the aroma of meat wafting from the courtyard.

Liu Cuilan, wearing an apron, walked out of the kitchen carrying a steaming clay pot, a mother's characteristic loving smile on her face.

"Feng'er is back? Go wash your hands quickly. The ribs are just out of the pot; eat them while they're hot."

Jiang Feng put away his world-destroying energy and answered. At this moment, he was no longer the Taixu Daoist who could cover the sky with one hand; he was just an ordinary young man who had just returned home from a night shift, his cold brows instantly relaxing.

A golden light flashed beside him, and the Dragon Girl "flashed" out directly. She transformed into a petite, charming girl with two shiny little dragon horns on her head, staring at the clay pot and drooling wildly.

"So fragrant! So fragrant! Mom, I've missed this taste so much!" The Dragon Girl's eyes were filled with green light.

Liu Cuilan was overjoyed and picked up a large piece of thick, oily pork rib and put it into the Dragon Girl's bowl: "You glutton, eat quickly. No one is going to snatch it from you."

The Dragon Girl swallowed the rib in one bite, crunching through both bone and meat. She took the opportunity to hug Liu Cuilan's arm and rubbed against her: "Mom's cooking is simply the best! Compared to this, those Heavenly Dao Godheads are just teething sticks. Ribs are true love!"

Hearing the word "Mom," the soup Jiang Feng had just drunk almost sprayed out.

"Who are you calling Mom?" Jiang Feng glared at her irritably.

The Dragon Girl puffed out her chest righteously: "We have a master-servant contract; your mom is my mom! Besides, Mom just praised me for having big hips and being able to bear children. Are you a sore loser?"

Liu Cuilan laughed until she couldn't close her mouth: "This girl, she's so sweet-talking. Feng'er, you aren't young anymore. Although everyone in our family has become an immortal, the traditions of starting a family and establishing a career cannot be lost. I think Little Dragon is quite good—considerate and spirited."

Jiang Feng silently picked up a rib and stuffed it into the Dragon Girl's mouth, directly blocking the rest of her words.

"Mom, her true form is an Ancient Ancestral Dragon, the kind that can swallow half a galaxy in one breath."

"So what if she's a dragon? Dragons are rare!" Liu Cuilan said seriously, "Look at the Li family next door; they don't even have a way to marry one with scales."

The Dragon Girl mumbled in agreement: "Exactly, exactly! I can not only fight but also warm the bed! Brother Feng, why don't you consider me? I don't want a dowry, as long as there are enough ribs!"

Jiang Feng flicked the Dragon Girl's forehead: "Eating can't even block your mouth. If you talk nonsense again, I'll throw you to the front line to gnaw on magic ants tomorrow."

The Dragon Girl shrank her neck, aggrieved, and buried her head in her food, with a level of proficiency that was quite something.

Before long, Li Hu and Zhang Changlin also ran over to mooch a meal. Laughter filled the courtyard. Li Hu chewed on bones while vividly recounting how Jiang Feng had beaten eight Supremes into code with one punch in the starry sky, leaving Liu Cuilan stunned.

Jiang Feng drank his soup quietly, but he felt very steady inside. He fought through the heavens outside precisely so that this dining table would always remain stable.

After they were full, Li Hu and the others sensibly went to the starry sky to grind levels. The Dragon Girl, with a round belly, turned into a little loach and curled up on a tree branch, snoring.

It was late at night.

Jiang Feng carried two cans of ice beer and walked to the corner of the courtyard.

Jiang Jianguo was squatting on the ground smoking a dry pipe. Although he had long awakened the Boundless Divine Monkey bloodline and could stand up to powerhouses beyond the Boundless level, he still couldn't change his simple, rustic nature from before.

"Dad." Jiang Feng handed over a can of beer.

Jiang Jianguo took the beer but didn't drink immediately. He tapped the ash from his pipe, his eyes becoming somewhat profound.

"Feng'er, sit." Jiang Jianguo's tone was rarely serious.

"Our family was poor before, and your dad didn't have the ability, so you suffered quite a bit of grievances." Jiang Jianguo looked at his calloused hands, "Now, thanks to you, I also have this ability to move mountains and fill seas."

Jiang Feng listened quietly.

Jiang Jianguo looked up at the suffocatingly pitch-black night sky, golden light flashing in his eyes: "But the greater this ability gets, the more uneasy I feel. These past two days, every time I close my eyes, I feel like there are countless cold eyes staring at us from above. That feeling... it's like a group of people holding butcher knives, watching our pigpen."

The hand holding the beer can tightened slightly.

He knew that it was because his father's strength had broken through too quickly, instinctively sensing the peeping of the Xuanming Duo and those high-dimensional big shots.

"It's fine, that's aimed at me." Jiang Feng took a sip of beer, his tone very light, but it carried a hint of madness, "If they want to play, I'll play with them. For anyone who dares to reach out, I'll chop their claws off. Regardless of what high dimension they are from, whoever dares to touch you, I will make their entire lineage die out from the first page of their genealogy."

Jiang Jianguo looked at the ruthlessness in his son's eyes, and the last stone in his heart fell.

He took a big gulp of beer and chuckled: "Alright, with that said, I feel at ease. Go ahead and charge outside; as for this home, I am a Divine Monkey now anyway. Whoever wants to enter our courtyard must first ask if the stick in my hand is heavy!"

After saying that, Jiang Jianguo hummed a little tune and went back to the house to sleep.

Jiang Feng stared at the taixu barrier outside the sky and sneered: "Want to be a chess player? Then let's see if you have enough coffins."

...

Outside Blue Star, the Starry Sky Great Wall.

The former Huaxia border had now become a magnificent fortress spanning the galaxy.

Xiao Zhenjiang, wearing black armor, stood on the battlement looking down. Beside him, Zhang Changlin held a thermos cup, the goji berries inside glistening under the starlight.

Outside the barrier, the law storm howled like ghosts and wolves.

A group of people wearing tattered rags were lying on the light curtain, begging frantically. The leader, Wilson, had long lost the elegance of the Beacon Country commander. His blonde hair had been cut into a bird's nest; he looked miserable.

"Marshal Xiao! General Zhang! Please, let us in!" Wilson cried uncontrollably, "We are also people of Blue Star! We are willing to submit, willing to be incorporated into the jurisdiction of Huaxia, and be vassals forever!"

The group of former Western elites behind him were all kneeling straighter than anyone else at this moment.

"Yo, Commander Wilson, how do you have time to come here, you busy man?" Zhang Changlin sipped his hot tea, his voice transmitting through the magic array, "When the Demon Realm descended, weren't you busy sealing off resources and saying that we in Huaxia were inferior genes? Why do you want to be vassals now?"

Wilson's old face turned purple: "We were blinded by lard before! Please, the gang wind outside is about to scrape my bones apart!"

"Same clan and origin? Are you worthy?" Xiao Zhenjiang's voice was like thunder, causing ripples outside the barrier.

He pointed to the continuous statues of heroes above Huaxia, his eyes full of coldness.

"Twenty thousand years ago, our ancestors fought to the death and did not retreat, while you stabbed us in the back. Twenty thousand years later, Jiang Feng hacked out a Road to Heaven for Huaxia, and you want to come back and take advantage? There's no such cheap deal in this world."

Xiao Zhenjiang waved his hand: "Turn off the audio-visual array and let them fend for themselves outside."

Once the array was turned off, the wailing outside immediately quieted down. Those people could only watch this insurmountable barrier in despair, watching Huaxia ascend completely.

On the Great Wall, war flags fluttered.

Xiao Zhenjiang looked up in the direction of the Tianshu Dragon Garden, his eyes slightly red.

"Twenty thousand years... from now on, in this world, no one will ever be able to make Huaxia bow its head again."

Zhang Changlin patted him on the shoulder: "Because we have Jiang Feng."