102: Chapter 102 I Know My Limits

Quite a few people gathered to watch this battle.

Before the fight began, no one favored Xiao Ye—hundreds of Heisha Sect elites, led by Yin Yue at the fifth level of the Nascent Soul stage, were more than enough to wipe out ten Xiao Families. Someone had even written his epitaph in advance: Xiao Ye, died of posturing.

The result? Xiao Ye was incredibly fierce, suppressing the entire Heisha Sect single-handedly.

Once the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to Ancestry Grand Array opened, a rain of swords poured down from the sky. Heisha Sect Cultivators fell like dumplings into a pot, not even having time to scream. Even more ridiculous was his Lifespan-burning Cultivation Technique—it boosted him directly from Core Formation Perfection to Nascent Soul Peak, multiplying his combat power countless times.

"Nascent Soul Peak! Who could possibly beat that?"

"Did this old guy use a cheat code?"

The onlookers were dumbfounded, dropping their snacks everywhere and tearing their betting slips to shreds. Some even changed their tune on the spot: "I told you Immortal Master Xiao was badass, but you guys didn't believe me!"

Those factions who had planned to take advantage of the chaos shrunk back one by one, feeling lucky they were a step too slow—otherwise, they would be the ones lying on the ground.

From then on, no one within the borders of Da Qian dared to disrespect the Xiao Family. Xiao Ye became a legend in a single battle, his prestige shaking the world.

As Xiao Ye carried Yin Yue away, the battle came to an end.

Li Fu was very sensible, leading men to pick up equipment all over the ground—rings, Spiritual Artifacts, and Storage Pouches piled up like a small mountain. Their quality wasn't high, but Xiao Ye had dozens of children now, so they were perfect as toys.

Just as they returned to the palace, Su Wei greeted them with her large belly, her eyes shining as if looking at a hero: "Husband, you're amazing!"

She had gone back to her parents' home a while ago to share the good news and had just returned when she ran into the Heisha Sect coming to seek death. If she hadn't been pregnant, she would have rushed up to join the fight long ago.

Su Wei sized up Yin Yue, clicking her tongue in praise. A powerhouse at the fifth level of the Nascent Soul stage was someone she would have to kneel before. The Jade Maiden Sect Master was only at the Early Stage of the Nascent Soul. Yet her little husband had captured one alive!

"Hmph, you only relied on a Divine Ability that temporarily boosts your cultivation," Yin Yue yielded in action, but her mouth remained stubborn. "In a normal fight, I could beat the crap out of him."

"Still being stubborn?" Xiao Ye grabbed her cheeks and kneaded them vigorously, as if working dough.

Yin Yue whimpered from the kneading, tears nearly coming out, but she simply didn't dare to strike back.

Su Wei's lips twitched as she watched from the side.

A-Diao squatted nearby, tilting its head and watching, letting out a "chirp" and spitting out a string of sparks.

After kneading enough, Xiao Ye let go and patted Yin Yue's head. "Like being stubborn, do you? From today on, you'll be responsible for warming my bed."

Yin Yue's whole body stiffened, and her face turned pale instantly.

Su Wei sighed and silently added, "You'll get used to it."

Yin Yue looked at Su Wei's round belly, then at her own flat stomach, and suddenly felt that the days ahead might be harder to endure than fighting and killing.

"But husband, Yin Yue is Old Demon Hei Sha's prize Disciple. You've captured her and killed so many Foundation Establishment Disciples and Core Formation Elders of the Heisha Sect. Once Old Demon Hei Sha finishes his seclusion, he'll definitely come for revenge. What will we do then?"

Su Wei's expression was grave, her brow furrowed with deep worry. No one knew better than she how terrifying that old demon was—years ago, her Master had died at that devil's hands.

"What's that old demon's cultivation level?" Xiao Ye asked casually.

"He was already at the Nascent Soul Peak before seclusion. Once he comes out, he might have broken through to Soul Transformation," Su Wei lowered her voice, as if afraid of eavesdroppers.

"Soul Transformation?" Xiao Ye raised an eyebrow, a disdainful smile curling on his lips. "Is Old Demon Hei Sha's Aptitude that strong? Soul Transformation isn't that easy to break through. I don't believe he can achieve Ascension just from one seclusion."

While he said this, he was secretly making plans. He could still go head-to-head with a Nascent Soul Peak using his life-burning technique, but if a Soul Transformation old monster really showed up, his current resources wouldn't be enough.

He had to find a way to raise his actual cultivation as quickly as possible. He heard the Zitian Merchant Alliance in the Imperial City was holding an auction soon, and the grand finale was a nascent soul fruit—wasn't that perfect? He had been stuck at Core Formation Peak for half a year; as long as he got the nascent soul fruit and refined a Perfect Nascent Soul Pill, breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage shouldn't be difficult.

Thinking this, he comforted Su Wei: "Alright, don't worry. By the time he comes out, your husband might already be a Soul Transformation powerhouse. We'll see who beats whom then."

Su Wei looked at his carefree attitude and wanted to scold him, but then she thought—every time this man said something ridiculous, it somehow came true.

"I hope so," she sighed, patting her belly. "I'm going back to rest now. Take it easy and don't torment her too hard. She is a Nascent Soul powerhouse after all; show some respect."

Xiao Ye chuckled. "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Behind them, Yin Yue, who was tied up and thrown in the corner, shuddered when she heard the words "know what I'm doing," and tears almost fell again.

—Your idea of 'knowing what you're doing' is making someone give birth to a hundred children? You call that knowing what you're doing? That's an outrage!

Meanwhile, the results of the battle in the Imperial City spread completely.

The Heisha Sect was wiped out—the men were fed to the dogs, and the women were taken for "rigorous interrogation."

Even Old Demon Hei Sha's prize Disciple, Yin Yue of the fifth level of the Nascent Soul, was not spared; she was likewise escorted into Xiao Ye's harem for rigorous interrogation.

When the news reached the other three countries, their rulers couldn't sit still.

"This Xiao Ye... is actually so valiant?" the Ruler of the Yan Kingdom muttered to himself, his eyes full of shock, nearly dropping the teacup in his hand.

He found it a bit hard to accept.

He knew this guy was very fierce in bed—a groom every day, singing every night; who in all of Da Qian didn't know? But he hadn't expected this guy to be so fierce in a fight too!

Core Formation Perfection actually took down the fifth level of the Nascent Soul?

How on earth did he manage his time? Playing cards and fighting at the same time, Cultivating, raising kids, ruling a country, and collecting a harem—he didn't miss a beat?

At this moment, the rulers of the three countries even felt an urge to ask Xiao Ye for a few pointers.

"Teach me, I want to learn too."

—How can one beat people up during the day, make babies at night, and find time to be an emperor? This Secret Manual of time management is more precious than any Cultivation Technique.

To prevent more territory from being lost and to keep their empires as steady as an old dog, the three rulers slapped their thighs and made a difficult decision—

"Someone! Recall all the princesses to the palace! I want to... select consorts."

But it wasn't for themselves; it was for that Old Demon Xiao thousands of miles away, who had just turned the Heisha Sect into dust.

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That night, the cats in the harem wailed all night long until their voices went hoarse. In the end, it was unknown whether they grew tired of crying or if something had blocked their mouths, leaving only muffled whimpers that sounded quite pitiful.