Battle Through the Heavens: Starting with a conquest of Medusa, Xiao Yan is stunned.

The fact that such lewd words came from Xun'er's mouth surprised Ye Feng, but he couldn't refute them, since they had already consummated their marriage.

After more than a year, which is enough time for an ordinary person, it takes more than a year of hard work to produce this little guy.

If they don't say it's their child, can they say it's the neighbor's?

Ye Feng looked at the little guy, who was slightly larger than his palm. He was chubby and looked like a little ball. A pigtail was sticking up on his little head, and a pink bib covered his bare little body.

On the brow of that cute little face, there was a pink lotus mark, which added a touch of eeriness to her cuteness.

This sight instantly melted Xun'er's heart; her beautiful eyes welled up with tears, and Yanzi was overflowing with maternal love.

"Chirp chirp, Mother~"

"Hey~"

This innocent cry completely captivated Xun'er, and her beautiful eyes, when turned to Ye Feng, instantly became somewhat pitiful:

"Brother Ye Feng, he's already been born, why doesn't he have a name yet?"

"Yes! I didn't give him a name before, I called him Little Chirp!"

Ye Feng looked completely bewildered and said directly.

"Brother Ye Feng, do you think this name sounds nice? Look how cute he is..."

Xun'er looked disgusted. The little boy's name sounded really weird!

"He makes a 'baby' sound, so let's call him 'Chicken Baby'~ Okay! Xun'er, what do you think is a good name for him?"

Ye Feng was half-joking, but when he saw Xun'er's pouting lips, he immediately changed his tune.

Xun'er thought for a moment, then smiled:

"Hmm~~~ Let's call him Little Jiwa then!"

"...Great! It's a very nice name!"

"Tch~ Brother Ye Feng, you're just giving me the runaround~"

"How can there be..."

My wife is always right. It's just a name, so whatever you say is fine. I just call this kid "Little Chicken" behind his back!

"Chirp chirp~"

As if sensing Ye Feng's thoughts, the little chick's big eyes widened, and then it raised its little hand, and flames quickly condensed in its palm, forming a fire lotus in no time.

"..."

Upon seeing Huo Lian's appearance, Ye Feng was speechless. Even if this guy had been reborn, how could he still seem like a traitor?

The condensation of the fire lotus so quickly is truly astonishing; even Xun'er's red lips parted slightly.

"Brother Ye Feng, he even knows the fighting techniques you created!"

"It shouldn't be just that!"

Ye Feng stared at Little Jiwa and smiled knowingly:

"You must know some other skills, try them out!"

"Chirp chirp~"

A hint of pride appeared on Xiaojiwa's tender face. He squeezed his hands together, and instantly, multicolored fire lotuses appeared around his small body.

"Ten, twenty Buddha's Wrathful Flame Lotuses!"

Seeing this scene, Ye Feng and Xun'er both took a deep breath. Such a method was a complete destructive bombardment. If this number were thrown out, it would scare people to death!

"Chirp~"

After twenty fire lotuses were formed, at the sound of the soft cry, the twenty quickly merged into one. When this pink fire lotus appeared, Ye Feng was finally moved by the sight.

"Wow, this works!"

However, just as Ye Feng was shocked, the fire lotus instantly transformed into a long flaming blade!

"...Now I finally understand why the Pure Lotus Demon Saint sealed it away at the last moment!"

This is just too incredible!

Ye Feng's heart skipped a beat in shock. Such a monstrous existence was something even he had to take seriously!

"Brother Ye Feng, does he... listen to you?"

Xun'er looked at Xiao Jiwa, but at this moment she no longer showed the same doting affection as before, and asked a serious question.

"Of course!"

The affirmative and definite answer relieved Xun'er.

If such a monstrous fire spirit were to disobey, it wouldn't be a treasure, but a disaster!

"As you know, the cultivation technique I practice is the Spirit Devouring Technique, which is a superior technique of the Ancient Emperor Tuoshe's Burning Technique. The Ancient Emperor Tuoshe could control all the strange fires in the world, so why can't I?"

Looking at the little fire infant, Ye Feng smiled:

"I am not the Pure Lotus Demon Saint, nor will I become him. This little thing only outwardly rebels against me; inwardly, he dares not!"

"Wouldn't that make me just another newbie?"

Xun'er was delighted, but then her pretty face froze for a moment before she subconsciously said...

"Uh……"

The thought of the guy he had raised to become a white dragon made Ye Feng's head buzz.

This guy's origin is a gift from the system, and the system already knew that it was "himself". So where did Xiaobai come from?

Is it my long-lost mount? Or an old friend?

If that's the case, then it's definitely not just a simple white dragon. Its true form might even reach a level comparable to, or even surpass, that of the Ancient Dragon Emperor of the Void!

In any case, Ye Feng's strength has increased dramatically after subduing the Pure Lotus Demon Flame. Now, he is capable of subduing the Pure Lotus Demon Flame even when it is at its peak!

In other words, Ye Feng is now truly standing at the pinnacle of the continent, and he can face even the strongest beings on the continent, such as Soul Emperor and Gu Yuan, with ease.

After the name "Little Jiwa" was finalized, Ye Feng transformed it into a ball of pink flame and absorbed it into his body.

"Brother Ye Feng, you even bully little kids!"

Xun'er saw Ye Feng put away Xiao Jiwa immediately and scolded him.

"Haha~ I'm not just good at bullying little kids~ Xun'er!"

Ye Feng chuckled, a wicked smile playing on his lips.

"Oh dear~ Brother Ye Feng, we've been cultivating here for quite a while now. It must be chaotic outside. It's time to go out!"

Hearing Xun'er say this, Ye Feng nodded slightly:

"Yes! It's time to go!"

"Xun'er~"

Seeing Ye Feng suddenly look at her with tenderness in his eyes, Xun'er's cheeks flushed slightly, and she lowered her head slightly and whispered:

"what happened?"

"After we get back, I'll find an opportunity to propose marriage to the ancient clan, what do you say?"

Upon hearing this, Xun'er's delicate body trembled, her exquisite cheeks instantly flushed with embarrassment, and her beautiful eyes were filled with excitement and happiness.

She had worked hard and waited for this day for many years. Recalling how Ye Feng treated her back then, Xun'er felt a pang of bitterness in her heart.

Back then, this guy was very straightforward about what he wanted, saying he had nothing. The implication couldn't be clearer: he was basically saying he was a flat surface.

Now, her little deer was both nervous and excited by Ye Feng's words.

"Ah."

Ye Feng couldn't help but burst into laughter at the firm answer.

With his current strength, he could easily conquer the world. Even ancient clans, which have a long history and stand at the top of the continent, are not to be feared. He is now a terrifying existence at the pinnacle of the world.

"Brother Ye Feng, what else do you want now? I don't have anything~?"

Xun'er tilted her head, her beautiful eyes flashing with a sharp light, and stared at Ye Feng before suddenly asking a question.

"Uh……"

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng immediately understood that Xun'er was holding a grudge!

"How could that be? Xun'er, I've adored you for over a year!"

"Hee hee~"

"go!"

Ye Feng stretched out his arm and directly embraced Xun'er's slender, boneless waist, pulling her into his arms. He then slashed his palm across the space in front of him, tearing open a huge rift in the space that had left everyone in the world helpless.

Ye Feng, holding Xun'er in his arms, stepped forward without hesitation. With a sway, he disappeared from the spatial rift.

"What exactly are you trying to do? This sign-in reward is truly astounding!"

"But whatever you want to do, I will accept it without hesitation and argue with you about who is good and who is evil!"

With Ye Feng and Xun'er gone, the Demon Flame Space finally fell into complete silence. It would never appear again and would gradually be forgotten in the long river of time.