An Unexpected Turn: Villain Becomes Dad
Chapter 224

Chapter 224

“Hmph, enough flattery! If you cultivate for a thousand years, your achievements will certainly surpass mine.”

The Heavenly Dao Holy Lord’s voice, following Yang Chen’s compliment, softened slightly, losing some of its former gravity.

Taking the opportunity, Yang Chen asked: “Holy Lord, you’ve cultivated for thousands of years. Do you have any children?”

The moment these words left his mouth, the mist surrounding the Heavenly Dao Holy Lord noticeably rippled.

The hall’s temperature plummeted abruptly.

“Impudent!” A cold rebuke rang out.

Frost instantly formed on Yang Chen’s body. Though he possessed the Solar Divine Physique, with its pure yang and unyielding nature, even his true energy seemed to freeze momentarily. However, after just a few breaths, the frost dissipated.

The Heavenly Dao Holy Lord’s icy aura gradually faded as well. The ripples in the mist suggested that she was taking deep breaths to calm her emotions.

Unfortunately, Yang Chen couldn’t see below her neck to gauge the rise and fall of her chest with her breathing. Still, with a name like Yu Yourong, it was safe to assume the scale wouldn’t be small.

Finally, the Heavenly Dao Holy Lord coldly declared: “From the moment I embarked on the path of cultivation, I have been alone. How could I have any children!? Such pointless questions—don’t ask them again in the future!”

“So the Holy Lord has no children?” Yang Chen’s expression turned to one of astonishment.

Then, his face filled with doubt as he continued: “If the Holy Lord has no children, then with your unparalleled cultivation and bloodline, why leave the responsibility of revitalizing the Yu Clan’s bloodline to Celestial Maiden Yu Xuan instead of yourself? If you were to bear children, their bloodline would undoubtedly far surpass that of Celestial Maiden Yu Xuan!”

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As Yang Chen uttered these words, an overwhelming sense of doom enveloped him. It felt as though in the next moment, he would lose his head. This was his instinctual intuition.

Not good, this beautiful woman has killing intent! I went too far just now!

Yang Chen began to regret his words. After all, his time interacting with this stunning woman had been brief, and he didn’t know her temperament well.

At this moment, the Heavenly Dao Holy Lord extended a slender, jade-like finger, pressing it against Yang Chen’s forehead.

“Do you truly believe you are so important that I wouldn’t kill you? I’ve overlooked your offenses several times before! It seems you won’t learn your lesson unless I teach you one!”

With those words, her jade-like finger emitted a pale jade light. Yang Chen immediately felt a sharp pain from his Soul Palace. This woman was actually trying to breach the barriers of his Soul Palace and enter it!

Yang Chen wanted to resist, but against a mighty expert at the Dao Integration Realm, his resistance was feeble. Inside his Soul Palace, the jade-white soul energy transformed into a graceful silhouette.

She was adorned in an elegant jade-white palace gown. Her black hair was styled in a high bun, and her figure was enchanting—graceful yet voluptuous. Her skin was as flawless as jade, exuding a radiant luster. Her features were breathtakingly beautiful, carrying an air of dignified elegance.  Her demeanor emanated an aura of nobility and majesty.

At this moment, Yang Chen finally saw the true visage of the Heavenly Dao Holy Lord clearly. However, he had no time to admire her appearance. Because the Heavenly Dao Holy Lord had clearly condensed a soul avatar, and her hands were swiftly forming seals.

One after another, seals shot out from her fingertips.

“Damn it!” Yang Chen cursed inwardly.

This woman—how ruthless could she be? She was laying marks in his Soul Palace. From now on, with just a single thought, she could punish him at will. She could even control him, holding his life and death in her hands.

This was undoubtedly a soul imprint! Was it really necessary to go this far over a few careless words?

“Holy Lord, implanting a soul imprint in your disciple—this kind of demonic technique, if it spreads, do you still deserve to be the Heavenly Dao Holy Lord, the ruler of the Holy Land?”

As Yang Chen’s soul essence tried to destroy the imprints she was setting, he spoke in a deep voice.

“I have no intention of controlling you. It’s just that you, little rascal, are far too presumptuous. This is merely a lesson for you. At the same time, I’ll ensure you obediently help strengthen my Yu Clan’s bloodline! Rest assured, this soul imprint will only last for ten years. After ten years, it will naturally dissipate! I can swear on the Heavenly Dao!”

Yu Yourong said indifferently.

“Ten years? Damn it! Not even a single day!” Yang Chen cursed inwardly, his face revealing a hint of madness.

Now, he was angry. Did they really think Yang Chen was easy to bully? As a proud villain, how could he resign himself to being controlled for ten years?

If that happened, how would he put on a grand performance for Yu Zun—no, Zun’er?

“Holy Lord, you’ve forced my hand! Perhaps your arrival is just what I needed! This is the perfect chance to try it out!”

A cold smile played on Yang Chen’s lips.

Then, multicolored radiance burst forth from his primordial spirit. Lightning, fire, frost, darkness, and other elements interwove together.

From a corner of his Soul Palace, a Nine Colored Poria emerged.

Its nine-colored light radiated, dramatically increasing the speed at which his primordial spirit released its spiritual power.

Yu Yourong froze in shock.

“This … is the Nine Colored Poria? You brat, to think you possess such a peerless treasure of heaven and earth! No wonder you were able to easily dispel Zun’er’s soul attack earlier! I truly underestimated you!”

The Nine Colored Poria, even in Central Continent, was a legendary sacred object.

Although the growth years of this Nine Colored Poria might not be impressive by Central Continent’s standards, each additional color required enduring a heavenly tribulation.

Heavenly tribulations grew stronger with each stage. Seven colors were considered the limit of the Nine Colored Poria.

Records in ancient texts mentioned seven-colored Porias. An eight-colored one existed only in ancient times. As for nine colors, it was a mere myth.

This unparalleled soul treasure, residing in the Soul Palace of a mere Soul Transformation Realm cultivator, was utterly unbelievable. This brat, possessing the Solar Divine Physique, truly was a being of immense fortune.

A glint of fiery desire flashed in Yu Yourong’s beautiful eyes. If she obtained this Nine Colored Poria, her cultivation would surely break through once again.

Moreover, a seven-colored Poria contained not only pure soul energy but also tribulation fortune.

Consuming it would greatly enhance her chances of surviving a heavenly tribulation.

“Yang Chen, I can withdraw the soul imprint, and I won’t hold today’s matter against you! In fact, you may freely access all the resources of the Heavenly Dao Holy Land in the future! All I ask is that you lend me that Nine Colored Poria!”

“The Nine Colored Poria? For you?” Yang Chen chuckled upon hearing this.

This beautiful woman was truly greedy. She actually set her sights on his Nine Colored Poria.

“Holy Lord, you’d better stop coveting the Nine Colored Poria and worry about yourself instead! Although you’re in the Dao Integration Realm, you’re now inside my Soul Palace. This is my domain! You might have entered, but can you leave?”