110: Chapter 110 Tu Shan Ya's Approval! The Devouring Hou, Plucked Bald!

Inside the Qingqiu Fox Immortal Cave.

Don't know how much time had passed...

Su Feng woke up slowly, rubbing his throbbing temples.

This was the first time since coming to this world that he had truly gotten drunk, and also the first time... that he had experienced a blackout.

Only some fragmented and crazy clips were flashing back in his mind.

For instance, flying up into the clouds and spinning around, or those nine tails wrapping around him like ropes...

"Hiss... So those high-difficulty moves really do exist."

Su Feng savored the memory, unable to help but sigh: As expected of a natural-born fox spirit; even if it was her first time, that talent and flexibility carved into her bones was truly breathtaking.

The furnishings in the Immortal Cave were simple; the Yao Race truly wasn't particular about their living environment.

But at this moment, the entire stone bed was covered by Tu Shan Ya's nine snowy, fluffy fox tails, like the finest velvet rug, so soft that one wouldn't want to get up.

Su Feng lowered his head; on the white fox fur, a few glaring spots of cherry red were particularly eye-catching—they were the witness to last night's madness.

"Last night... I really seemed a bit impulsive."

"Wuu..."

Just then, the velvet rug beside him moved.

Tu Shan Ya opened her narrow, long fox eyes groggily. Seeing Su Feng staring at her, she wasn't shy at all; instead, like a lazy kitten, she coquettishly burrowed into Su Feng's arms.

"Awake?" Su Feng gently stroked her back.

"Mn..."

Tu Shan Ya's voice was terribly hoarse, as if she were holding sand in her mouth.

She subconsciously raised her hand to rub her slender neck and gave Su Feng a resentful roll of her eyes:

"You were... way too crazy last night..."

"It hurts even when I swallow now..."

"If I weren't a Cultivator, I would have been... suffocated to death by you last night!"

"?"

Su Feng was full of question marks.

He understood every word, but how did they sound... wrong when put together?

Suffocated to death?

He patted his head, circulating his spiritual power to dispel the lingering drunkenness.

As the memory fragments reorganized, scenes that were indescribable became clear.

Last night, he seemed to have... truly been a bit rough...

Insisting that Tu Shan Ya...

"Ahem!"

Su Feng's old face flushed red. He quickly stroked Tu Shan Ya's swollen lips with his hand, channeling a gentle stream of spiritual power to help reduce the swelling, and apologized:

"Sorry, I drank too much last night. I'll definitely be careful next time."

Feeling the warmth on her lips, Tu Shan Ya smiled bewitchingly.

She wrapped herself around him like a snake, circling Su Feng's neck.

Even while lying flat, that astonishing sensation still made Su Feng feel a moment of suffocation.

Commanding, unparalleled!

"No need to apologize."

Tu Shan Ya licked the corner of her mouth, her eyes flashing with a wild light:

"I am very satisfied. This is how a man should be!!"

"And..."

She leaned into Su Feng's ear and smirked:

"I also need to admit a mistake."

"So... the rumors were all lies. Human Race men are very strong!"

"I really like this body of yours!"

Tu Shan Ya smirked, charm flowing in her eyes. With her natural seductive bones, she didn't need excessive movements; everything was perfectly natural.

Su Feng was completely captivated...

Three days later, inside the yin-yang life and death diagram.

Su Feng had just appeared with Tu Shan Ya.

"Master!!!"

A crisp, bell-like voice rang out, accompanied by a coquettish shout.

Yan Ling'er, that little cat whose nose was sharper than a dog's, seemed to have smelled something fishy. She flashed out instantly, slamming into Su Feng's arms like a pink cannonball.

"Bang!"

While rushing into his arms, she inadvertently used her shoulder to bump away the arm Tu Shan Ya had wrapped around Su Feng.

That wasn't all.

The moment Yan Ling'er's little hand pushed Tu Shan Ya away, she took the opportunity to give that magnificent chest a hard squeeze!

"Hiss—!"

It would have been fine if she hadn't touched it, but with that touch, the sense of crisis in Yan Ling'er's heart instantly skyrocketed.

This feel... this elasticity... this weight...

A total defeat!

Tu Shan Ya looked at Yan Ling'er's little movements with amusement and didn't mind. Instead, she deliberately puffed out her chest. That confident look of "I have everything under control" was simply a dimensionality-reduction strike against Yan Ling'er.

"You!"

Yan Ling'er was so angry her teeth itched; she was so jealous she was about to fall apart.

Since she couldn't compete with hardware, she would compete with software!

She immediately put on a pitiful expression, looking up at Su Feng with teary eyes:

"Master~ Both the child and I have missed you!"

"Especially little Su Mo, he can already call for Papa! He cries looking for you every day!"

Hearing this, Su Feng's heart melted: "Really? Then let me go see Mo'er quickly."

After saying that, he carried Yan Ling'er and walked inside.

Tu Shan Ya shrugged and didn't follow to be a third wheel; instead, she turned to look for a mountain suitable for the Yao Race to Cultivate.

In the world inside the diagram, beneath an isolated peak.

Before he even got close, Su Feng heard a strange sound.

"Aba aba!!"

"Ying ying~ ying ying~"

The former was a childish yet powerful voice, while the latter was... the miserable wailing of a certain Vicious Beast.

Su Feng walked over to take a look and was instantly left speechless.

He saw Su Mo, who was only a few months old, riding on the back of the Heaven-Swallowing Hou, which was already the size of a calf. His two chubby little hands were tightly clutching the black fur on the Heaven-Swallowing Hou's neck, pulling hard!

The poor Heaven-Swallowing Hou, a dignified Primordial Vicious Beast, was currently lying on the ground, tears welling up from the pain, its mouth emitting "ying ying" sounds of begging for mercy. Where was its majestic air from when it ate the Dragon?

How was this a companion Divine Beast? This was clearly a companion punching bag!

"Mo'er!" Su Feng called out.

"Aba!"

Upon hearing the voice, Su Mo immediately let go of the handful of black fur and happily jumped down from the Heaven-Swallowing Hou.

Then... he flew toward Su Feng!

"Golden Core?!"

Su Feng's pupils shrank. He reached out to catch his son and scanned him with his Divine Sense, shocked.

This little guy wasn't even a year old, right? He had already condensed a Golden Core?!

Although it was only the Early Stage, this speed... was simply faster than riding a rocket!

"Mn, resources are sufficient now."

Yan Ling'er said proudly from the side:

"My sisters and I take turns feeding him and Su Hao spiritual liquid every day. These two little guys absorb it very quickly, and their Realm changes every day."

Su Feng nodded, feeling incredibly gratified.

Times were different now; he used to worry about cultivation resources for the children, but now he could afford to raise even a hundred more.

It was just that the target Bloodline of the System was too strong. Although the offspring born all had Heaven-Defying talent, the process was too difficult.

[Guarantee Progress: 7299 / 10000]

Su Feng looked at the guarantee progress, feeling in his heart that the System was completely targeting him.

It gave him a "Many Children, Many Blessings" System, but the difficulty of having children was just too high.

Su Feng considered himself to have worked hard enough; among the plowing oxen, he asked himself if he was definitely the most diligent!

However, looking at his son's sturdy body and the demonic pattern flashing on his brow, Su Feng felt it was all worth it.

Just as the family was enjoying their time together.

"Boom—!!"

The sky in the world inside the diagram suddenly turned overcast without warning.

A terrifying fluctuation intertwined with black and white, containing the aura of life, death, and Reincarnation, erupted from a palace not far away!

That was... the place where Shen Luoyu was Cultivating!

"Is she giving birth?!"

Su Feng's eyes lit up, and he stuffed Su Mo into Yan Ling'er's arms:

"It seems... our family's fourth one can't sit still either!"