#805 - Offspring like dragons

Even Nan Wu, holding a wine cup, chuckled, "I knew Qipeng had wisdom roots from the start. If you dislike this old monster, you can join my Buddhist sect to cultivate!"

Gongyang Jin immediately turned hostile, "Old bald donkey, you dare to poach in front of me? Are you looking for death? You're a Buddhist, yet you're drinking alcohol. What happened to your monastic rules?"

Nan Wu chuckled, "This old monk is a Buddha Saint. The so-called monastic rules are all set by me. Naturally, whatever I say goes!"

Can it be like this?

Gongyang Jin was somewhat speechless.

Qin Changqing looked at Qin Qipeng and smiled, "You don't need to toast your concubines. Just have a drink with your brothers and sisters and hurry back!"

Qin Qipeng nodded quickly, feeling as if he had been granted amnesty.

It wasn't that he didn't want to toast, but he simply had too many concubines, and they were all elders. How long would it take to toast each one?

As for his brothers and sisters, they were all of the same generation, so there were not so many concerns. Drinking a couple of cups together would be fine, and no one would say anything.

Qin Qipeng's thoughts were quite beautiful, but when he actually arrived, he was immediately grabbed.

The culprits were naturally Qin Qishuo and Qin Qigang. They surrounded Qin Qipeng, with voices of "Congratulations, Brother Qipeng" rising and falling.

Seeing such liveliness, the younger generation of the Kunpeng clan also ran over to join in the fun. The word "Brother-in-law" resounded through the sky. Men and women surrounded Qin Qipeng, making it seem like a robbery, grabbing him and not letting go, which made Qin Qipeng not know whether to laugh or cry.

"Brother Qipeng, this isn't very interesting. We are brothers, and we know your alcohol capacity. On such a joyous day, who are you trying to fool with such a small cup?"

Qin Qigang shouted.

"That's right, you have to toast one by one!"

"Bring the wine jars!"

Even Qin Qiming sat aside with a smile, not stopping them. He felt this scene was quite heartwarming.

On the other hand, Qin Qixian held a wine cup and drank alone, looking up at the sky, muttering, "Alas, life is as lonely as snow..."

Suddenly, a figure descended from the sky, directly flashed to Qin Qishuo's side, and immediately launched a flurry of punches and kicks, beating Qin Qishuo into a wailing mess, holding his head and scurrying away, begging for mercy while having his ears pulled.

Xin Chaosu, with one hand grabbing Qin Qishuo and the other pointing at the jeering juniors, scolded with raised eyebrows and glaring eyes, "What are you all clamoring about? There are tens of thousands of tables here. How long will it take to toast each one? Xiaoxiao is still waiting in the bridal chamber. Are you not going to let your big brother enter the bridal chamber?"

Turning her head, she said to Qin Qipeng, "You don't need to be polite here. Your father has already spoken. Change to a large bowl and toast everyone together!"

Seeing this scene, the immortals couldn't help but secretly click their tongues. This woman looked as beautiful as an immortal, but they didn't expect her to be so彪悍.

Zong Xian clicked his tongue, "Brother Changqing, your wife has quite the temper. Can you handle it?"

Qin Changqing smiled slightly, noncommittal.

He had so many women, what kind of temper hadn't he seen? Didn't he tame them all obediently, especially in...咳咳, this cannot be said!

Although it was toasting together, there were so many tables just in the Neon Light Realm alone, that Qin Qipeng also felt somewhat exhausted. It was too mentally draining!

Continuously using magic to dispel the alcohol in his body, Qin Qipeng finally returned to the mansion that Qin Changqing had specially created for him. The thought of the beautiful woman waiting for him in the bridal chamber filled Qin Qipeng with excitement.

In the bridal chamber.

Zong Xiaoxiao sat properly on the couch, wearing a phoenix coronet and a rosy veil, quietly waiting for Qin Qipeng's return.

Seeing Qin Qipeng return with a body full of alcohol, she knew that Qin Qipeng had also worked hard to deal with so many people, even if he just casually said a few words at each table, he could have dried up his saliva.

Qin Qipeng laughed and said, "Not hard, being able to marry my lady is my blessing in this life!"

Saying that, Qin Qipeng gently raised his hand to lift the bead curtain covering her face. A soft and beautiful face clearly appeared in front of him. Thinking of what was about to happen next, Qin Qipeng couldn't help but feel a little parched.

Zong Xiaoxiao's pretty face was flushed, she lowered her head and whispered, "Husband, it's late..."

Qin Qipeng hmm'd and casually flicked his finger, and the lights suddenly went out.

In the dark room, there was a somewhat suppressed cry of pain. As time passed, the sound gradually changed its flavor. Only the parties involved could appreciate the taste...

At the same time, Qin Changqing, who was drinking with the Five Saints and Zong Xian, suddenly raised his eyebrows.

The system interface suddenly popped up.

[Your descendant Qin Qipeng is conceiving offspring, with a conception probability of one percent, and the aptitude will not exceed Qin Qipeng himself]

[The host himself can also receive cultivation feedback from the offspring conceived by the host's descendants]

Qin Changqing's eyes suddenly burst with brilliant light, and he almost couldn't help but stand up.

He didn't expect that his children conceiving offspring would allow him to receive cultivation feedback!

The number of his children had already reached a terrifying hundreds of thousands. If everyone gave birth to a few children, wouldn't his cultivation increase by leaps and bounds?

It's just that the probability of conception was indeed a bit low, not comparable to himself, who always hit the mark.

Moreover, the aptitude of the offspring born would not exceed that of their father. This situation was similar to the demon race, where the aptitude would slowly decrease as the bloodline was diluted.

That is to say, the strongest would ultimately be the generation conceived by Qin Changqing himself. As the descendants passed down increased, the aptitude would become worse and worse. This was inevitable.

Of course, this was not a problem for Qin Changqing. As long as he maintained high output, his cultivation would only become stronger and stronger, and the speed of improvement would also become faster and faster.

"It seems that I have to urge the children in the future. Each one is pure-hearted and ascetic, not even looking for a woman. It's too outrageous!"

Qin Changqing's eyes flickered.

Seeing that Qin Changqing's expression seemed a little wrong, Zong Xian glanced at the wine in his cup and asked, "What's wrong, Brother Changqing, what are you thinking about? Drink, are you raising fish?"

Qin Changqing regained his senses and drank the wine in his cup in one gulp.

Just as he put down his wine cup, another hand stretched out next to him. He saw Nie Wushang looking at him steadily, raising his cup and saying, "Immortal Friend Changqing, I was seriously injured back then, and Senior Qingyun sent me Heavenly Spring water. Otherwise, I'm afraid my broken arm would not have recovered. Senior Qingyun is not here, so I'll toast you!"

Heavenly Spring water?

Hearing this, Qiuhong Jun was stunned. Isn't there only one Heavenly Spring in this immortal world?

It's still in my place!

How could Senior Qingyun have it?

Could there be a second Heavenly Spring in the immortal world?

Speaking of Heavenly Spring, Qiuhong Jun suddenly remembered that the speed at which the water in his Heavenly Spring had been consumed in recent years seemed to be a bit too fast. It was visibly decreasing, and he had never figured out what was going on.

Thinking of Senior Qingyun's elusive supernatural powers, Qiuhong Jun suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

Could it be that Senior Qingyun had long known the location of his Heavenly Spring and had quietly taken the Heavenly Spring water?

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