915: His little daughter has grown into a queen after just a few days of not seeing her.

“Husband…”

Luo Rou’s eyes were teary, and she bit the corner of the quilt, whimpering. She looked delicate and pitiful, exuding an aura of ‘I’m very weak, I’m easy to bully, come and bully me.’

“Spoiled.”

Gu Qing’s anger, which had just subsided, flared up again. He silently recited the Clarity Charm several times before calming down.

“Get up, you’ll die of laziness.”

He scooped her up with a large hand and carried her into the hot spring to wash away her fatigue.

Gu Qing had an idea and used Chaotic Origin Fluid to cook a pot of millet porridge, along with two meat dishes and one vegetable dish.

Luo Rou sipped the millet porridge in small mouthfuls, feeling a warmth in her stomach, and her body gradually regained strength.

Luo Rou kept her head down, not daring to look at Gu Qing.

She had wanted to beg for mercy, but she hadn't wanted Gu Qing to wait on her.

“When do you plan to break through to the Celestial Realm?” Gu Qing asked with a slight smile.

It had to be said that Luo Rou was definitely the one with the lowest cultivation among all his women.

Despite having the most top-tier resources, she had never seriously cultivated. Her Saint Ninth-Layer Perfection cultivation was entirely due to his tireless 'irrigation'.

She was essentially lying down and letting her cultivation increase automatically.

Day in and day out, she was either eating, drinking, sleeping, or going out to play.

“This…” Luo Rou’s shrewd eyes flickered, appearing to have a plan in mind, a well-thought-out strategy.

But Gu Qing knew she was just dazed, had no plan whatsoever, and was purely slacking off.

If he didn't help Luo Rou plan her future, she would continue to slack off indefinitely.

“She really can slack off.”

Gu Qing sighed inwardly, pulled her onto his lap, and pinched her cheek: “I’m not trying to rush you into arduous cultivation, but the Three Calamities and Five Declines are terrifying. If you don’t want to cultivate, you should at least break through to the Master God realm.”

“Mhm, mhm!”

Luo Rou squirmed uncomfortily and whispered, “I know, I’ve been keeping track of the days. Isn’t it not yet a Yuanhui? I’m accumulating my foundation, striving to become a Master God in one go.”

“Do you even believe that yourself?”

“But there’s still Husband,” Luo Rou said coquettishly, her voice soft and sweet, as if it could melt steel.

Gu Qing, possessing a will of steel, almost couldn't resist and wanted to forcefully elevate them to the Chaos Dao Lord realm.

But in the end, he held back.

If he used his Dao Fruit to help Luo Rou raise her cultivation realm, then Luo Rou would be a puppet under his Great Dao, which would be harmful rather than beneficial to her.

After thinking for a moment, Gu Qing said softly, “I have time now. From now on, I’ll help you improve once every year.”

“Ah~ Mhm!” Luo Rou’s cheeks flushed, having understood Gu Qing’s unspoken meaning.

However, a year seemed insufficient for her to refine the power of the Great Dao.

“Then enter the Boundless Space or the Hongmeng Creation Tower space.”

“Oh, and you haven’t refined the Hongmeng Creation Tower’s spirit origin, have you?”

“Not yet!” Luo Rou’s face grew even redder.

The Hongmeng Creation Tower’s spirit origin was too advanced; it wasn't that she was reluctant to refine it, but with her Saint cultivation, refining even a trace of its origin would take countless tens of thousands of years.

“When your cultivation reaches Celestial Twelfth-Layer Perfection, then refine it to forge an supreme Dao foundation.”

“Don’t even think about being lazy,” Gu Qing said sternly.

“Alright!”

After setting a cultivation plan for Luo Rou, Gu Qing brought her into the Hongmeng Creation Tower space.

Gu Qing was in a good mood, walking out of the cave mansion with a smile.

“Daddy, what happened that made you so happy?”

Xian’er flashed and appeared in front of Gu Qing, asking with a smile.

“Go away.”

Gu Qing pressed his large hand on her small head, pushing her backward.

“Darn it!”

Xian’er bared her fangs and claws, but alas, she was only 1.6 meters tall, and her arms were too short to reach Gu Qing.

“Hahaha!”

Gu Qing laughed loudly: “Little girl, your daddy will always be your daddy. I can handle you with one hand.”

“Immature!”

Before Xian’er could continue her tantrum, a magnetic, mature woman’s voice rang out.

Gu Nian arrived, riding a colorful auspicious cloud, with her arms crossed and a slight eye-roll, looking as if she couldn't bear to watch.

“Hmm?” Gu Qing stared, and was immediately stunned.

He saw Gu Nian on the colorful auspicious cloud, tall and slender, with bright and elegant features.

Wearing a floral dress, she exuded a noble and unrestrained aura.

With her arms crossed, the aura of “I am the Queen” assailed him.

Gu Qing blinked, his expression bewildered. How did his daughter, a sixteen-year-old maiden, become a mature queen after not seeing her for a few days?

“Who are you?”

Xian’er turned to look at her, her expression changing several times.

This older sister, who looked very much like her daddy, made her instinctively feel a sense of closeness.

Xian’er could clearly feel that Gu Nian shared the same origin as her, blood-related.

“Gu Nian.”

“You… Younger sister!”

When Gu Nian said the word 'younger sister', a trace of unnaturalness flashed across her face.

This little girl was actually her older sister; it was too embarrassing.

“Ah…”

Xian’er’s small mouth was slightly agape, stunned.

She had a younger sister?!

But… Xian’er bit her red lip, why did her younger sister look older and more mature than her!?

“What ‘ah’?” She is your younger sister, just born a few days ago.”

Gu Qing patted the back of her head to hide his embarrassment, and said without changing his expression.

“Don’t mind that your younger sister looks a bit… developed, but her Chaos God and Demon True Body is still in its infancy.”

What did he mean by 'developed'? Gu Nian's fists clenched.

She really wanted to give her old father two solid punches.

It was too infuriating.

How could he talk about a girl like that?

Gu Nian took a deep breath and angrily said, “Dad, you really are my good dad. I just came into the world, and you went out fooling around. Are you worthy of me and Mom?”

Gu Qing turned and disappeared without a trace, which made her very angry.

She had never seen such an irresponsible father.

“Slander!”

Gu Qing reached out and pulled her to his side, his right hand on Gu Nian’s fragrant shoulder, his left hand on Xian’er’s fragrant shoulder: “Your dad went to do something important, Nian’er must understand her old father, right!”

“Then what did you do? You’re trying to fool me,” Gu Nian rolled her eyes.

“It’s a long story.”

“Then make it short. If that’s really not possible, you can just transmit it to me with a thought.”

“???”

Cotton jacket, cotton trousers, cotton shoes—he wouldn’t be able to gather them in this lifetime.

Gu Qing had no choice but to vividly recount his story of going to the Red Lotus Divine Hall and strategizing with the various powerhouses.

The psychological battles, the various schemes, the open and hidden struggles, the heart-stopping moments… made Xian’er, the little girl, gasp repeatedly, her big eyes filled with admiration as she looked at her old father.

“Dad, you’re amazing.”

“Idiot, do you really believe his nonsense?” Gu Nian looked up at the sky, speechless.

“You leave.”

Gu Qing shook off this troublesome daughter. Was it easy for him to rack his brains to make up a story?

She was not at all like Xian’er, who gave him plenty of emotional feedback.

“Don’t, Dad, keep going.”

Gu Nian leaned in, took his hand, and placed it on her fragrant shoulder.

Although she knew it was fake and complained about it, she still enjoyed listening to Gu Qing’s stories.

“Daddy, have you found Yan’er sister? Where is she? Let our three sisters listen to Daddy’s heroic deeds together.”

Xian’er’s eyes darted around. If Yan’er was also there, the three sisters holding their little faces and listening to Daddy tell stories would surely be very happy.

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