85: A wealthy man's mother gave birth to seven children in one pregnancy.

The Infant Spirit reluctantly extinguished the Talisman Flame using its resentment, looking pitifully at Tang Tang with teary eyes, and whined, “Dearie ^3^, I'm small, pitiful, and helpless!”

Hearing this, Tang Tang slapped it several more times, making the Infant Spirit cry out “Waa Waa” and call her “Male Mom.”

“This Daoist Priest's temper is not very good. Quick, tell me, do you want to be easily transcended, or do you want to experience torture?”

The Infant Spirit instantly stopped acting cute, mainly because Tang Tang was staring at it, practically drooling, as if looking for a section suitable for research.

After all, the Infant Spirit had only just formed and had never seen blood, so it couldn't help but be terrified!!!

It was originally just a normal fetus, but because its mother gave birth to it in the toilet, it died of suffocation.

Due to overwhelming resentment, it transformed into an Infant Spirit and possessed Lu Jiahao's abdomen.

“Can you please not make my death too gruesome?” The Infant Spirit slumped onto the ground, trembling all over.

“I really just wanted to scare you, Daoist Priest. I'm not bad by nature."

“It's just that when I'm with those guys, I can never snatch enough nutrients. That's why I secretly ran out of Lu Jiahao's stomach to steal a few bottles of milk from the fridge.”

“Those guys? How many Infant Spirits are there in total?” Tang Tang furrowed her brow tightly, staring intently at her Martial Nephew.

“A total of... seven of them!” Xiao Chi took a few steps back, his eyes darting away, afraid to look at his Martial Uncle.

[This is the second time I've lost face in front of Martial Uncle. Unfilial Nephew!!!]

“Holy crap! Rich Male Mom, Seven Babies in One Womb.” Tang Tang was so shocked her mouth hung open wide enough to fit an egg.

After a long moment, she slowly snapped back to reality, semi-consciously closing her mouth with her right hand. “Second Young Master Lu, you really play hard! How many women have had abortions for him?” Tang Tang's tone carried a hint of killing intent.

Xiao Chi looked up at the chandelier overhead, feeling panicked. He knew he couldn't keep avoiding it; he had to explain the truth to his Little Martial Uncle.

So, he took a deep breath, just about to tell his Little Martial Uncle the truth—when with a “creak,” the door to the largest bedroom on the second floor suddenly opened.

A head peeked out from inside. The young man, sporting a scorched bald head, mumbled, “Little Martial Grand-Ancestor, don't believe what Gou Dan says. My long hair, which I grew for three years, was burned clean off by its Ghost Fire.”

Seeing this, Xiao Chi quickly grabbed Gou Dan with one hand and spanked its butt a few times. “How dare you bully Yun Xi!” he said angrily.

“Wuwu X﹏X, Great Uncle, I was wrong. Gou Dan shouldn't bully Brother Yun Xi.” Gou Dan cried out pitifully.

Tang Tang heard the conversation between them and was completely stunned; her CPU nearly smoked out.

“What?”

Tang Tang looked at Xiao Chi and Gou Dan with a surprised expression.

“Martial Uncle, let me put it this way! The current mistress of the Lu Family is my biological elder sister. Later, after I took the vows at Changchun Temple, we lost contact. Over ten years ago, due to the lack of cultivation resources at the temple, I went to X City to open an Office,” Xiao Chi explained.

“It wasn't until the Spiritual Energy Revival that my so-called 'biological elder sister' actually ran to the Office, plopped down on the ground with a 'thump,' and cried desperately, begging me to save her son.”

“I really couldn't refuse her. I remembered that she still had a tiny bit of affection for me when we were little. My heart softened, and I couldn't help but intervene and save my worthless nephew.”

Xiao Chi sighed, seemingly regretting his decision slightly.

“Later, this Martial Nephew really couldn't handle the remaining six Infant Spirits, which is why I tricked you, Little Martial Uncle, into coming here from Master's place.” Xiao Chi secretly poked Gou Dan with his finger behind his back, frantically signaling him to speak quickly.

“Master! After you transcend us seven brothers, you'll get fifty million Soft Sister Coins!” Gou Dan said cutely while rubbing its bloody mouth.

“Tsk! So ugly.” Hearing this, Tang Tang couldn't help but feel speechless.

She silently rubbed her forehead, chanting the “Heart Calming Incantation” internally: “...No delusion, no hatred, no desire, no seeking, no giving up, no abandoning, no inaction, no self...”

After finishing the chant, Tang Tang slapped Gou Dan's mouth without hesitation, a hint of annoyance in her voice: “Since you know who I am, why were you so arrogant when we first met? Saying you'd treat me as 'food'.”

Gou Dan covered its swollen mouth, letting out a whiny sound. “Wuwuwu... I was wrong... Please, Master, be merciful and transcend me! This appearance is simply too hideous.”

Tang Tang coughed a few times and completely gave up. “Sigh! Let's go! Time to meet the fifty million.”

The two arrived at the bedroom on the second floor. Tang Tang stood by the bed, looking at Lu Jiahao's enormous belly, her mind in chaos.

Her composure broke down. She had absolutely no idea how to handle this situation: “How do I deal with this? Should I deliver them?”

[If I use even a little Spiritual Power, it might provoke the Infant Spirits inside, causing his stomach to explode.]

At this moment, Gou Dan suddenly offered a suggestion: “Master, why don't you just transcend Lu Jiahao along with us? It would save a lot of trouble.”

Yun Xi quickly covered Gou Dan's mouth and scolded, “Stop messing around! He's also your father.”

Gou Dan retorted dismissively, “The father who made my mother give birth to me in the toilet?” After speaking, it bit down on Yun Xi's palm.

Yun Xi cried out in pain: “Ow, ow, ow... Let go...”

“Hmph! I won't let go, I won't let go. Who told you to be so bleeding-heart? If you haven't suffered the pain of a ghost, don't preach goodness to one.” Gou Dan sneered, gripping Yun Xi's shoulders tightly with both hands.

“Alright, stop messing around.” Xiao Chi rubbed his aching forehead, feeling like his head was about to explode. These two guys, one is more troublesome than the other.

“Oh! Master/Great Uncle!” The person and the ghost answered in unison, then stood still obediently, no longer making noise.

Tang Tang sat down on the edge of the bed expressionlessly, then straightforwardly said, “Martial Nephew, do you have any ideas? I'm completely helpless against this kind of difficult disease.”

Xiao Chi lifted Lu Jiahao's clothes, revealing his bulging belly, which was covered in stretch marks. Just looking at the surface, it was no different from a regular pregnant woman, except the stomach was several times larger.

“How about we just perform a cesarean section and take them out?” Xiao Chi suggested, frowning.

“No, no!” Lu Jiahao suddenly opened his eyes with a “swoosh,” his face full of terror. “Uncle, please save your nephew! I promise I won't mess around anymore!”

“Your nephew doesn't deserve to die!!! And I've never forced any girls.”

“Every time I broke up with a girlfriend, I gave her a large severance payment; I just played things a bit lavishly.” Lu Jiahao was so anxious that tears were welling up in his eyes, pleading constantly with Xiao Chi.

“Shut up! If you're going to play, wear a Little Umbrella. Do you know how many gray hairs I've gotten because of your mess?” Xiao Chi shouted, his face red and neck bulging.

“'Prostitution, gambling, and drugs'—I only dabbled in the 'prostitution' part!” Lu Jiahao pitifully stroked his belly.