The villain is utterly immoral; with a dragon charging right in his face, how could he possibly lose

"Husband..."

Luo Rou's eyes were brimming with tears. She bit the corner of the blanket and sobbed, looking delicate and pitiful. Her whole demeanor exuded an aura of "I'm so weak and easy to bully, come and bully me!"

"Squeamish."

Gu Qing's anger, which had just subsided, surged again. He silently recited the Heart-Cleansing Mantra several times before calming down.

"Get up, you're too lazy to do anything else."

With a large hand, he scooped the person up and carried them into the hot spring, washing away their fatigue.

With a sudden thought, Gu Qing used the Chaos Essence to cook a pot of millet porridge, with two meat dishes and one vegetable dish.

Luo Rou sipped the millet porridge slowly, feeling a warm sensation in her stomach, and her strength gradually returned.

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

She wanted to beg for mercy, not to have Gu Qing serve her.

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

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

Despite having access to the best resources, he never seriously cultivated himself. His attainment of the ninth level of Sainthood was entirely due to his tireless efforts in nurturing him.

It's like lying down and letting your cultivation level rise automatically.

Day after day, they either eat, drink, sleep, or go out for fun.

"This..." Luo Rou's shrewd eyes flickered, and she seemed to have a plan in mind.

But Gu Qing knew that she was just dazed and had no plan at all; she was simply giving up.

If he doesn't help Luo Rou plan for the future, Luo Rou can continue to slack off indefinitely.

"Wow, they really know how to put things together."

Gu Qing sighed inwardly, pulled her onto his lap, and pinched her cheek: "I'm not trying to urge you to cultivate diligently, but the Three Tribulations and Five Decays are extremely terrifying. If you don't want to cultivate, you should at least break through to the Sovereign God level."

"Uh-huh!"

Luo Rou shifted uncomfortably and whispered, "I know, I've been counting down the days. It's not the first Yuanhui yet, is it? I'm accumulating strength, striving to become the supreme god in one fell swoop."

"Do you believe this yourself?"

"Isn't there my husband?" Luo Rou said coquettishly, her voice soft and sweet, as if it could melt steel.

Even Gu Qing, with his iron will, almost couldn't hold on and tried to forcefully help them reach the Chaos Dao Lord realm.

But in the end, he held on.

If he were to use his Dao Fruit to help Luo Rou improve her cultivation level, then Luo Rou would be a puppet under his Great Dao, which would be harmful to her and of no benefit.

After thinking for a moment, Gu Qing said softly, "I have time now, so I'll help you improve once a year from now on."

"Ah~ Hmm!" Luo Rou's cheeks flushed red as she understood Gu Qing's implied meaning.

However, a year doesn't seem like enough time for her to refine the power of the Great Dao.

"Then enter the Boundless Space, or the Primordial Creation Tower Space."

"By the way, you haven't refined the spirit essence of the Primordial Creation Tower yet, have you?"

"No!" Luo Rou's face turned even redder.

The Primordial Creation Tower's spirit essence was too advanced. It wasn't that she was reluctant to refine it, but rather that with her saintly cultivation, refining even a trace of its essence would take countless millennia.

"Once your cultivation reaches the perfect twelfth level of the Celestial Realm, then refine it and forge an unparalleled foundation for your Dao."

"Don't even think about slacking off," Gu Qing said sternly.

"All right!"

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

Gu Qing was in a good mood and walked out of the cave with a smile on her face.

"Father, what happened? Why are you laughing so happily?"

Xian'er appeared in front of Gu Qing in a flash and asked with a smile.

"Go aside."

Gu Qing pressed her head down with his large hand and pushed her backward.

"hateful!"

Xian'er bared her teeth and brandished her claws, but unfortunately, she was only 1.6 meters tall and her short arms made it impossible for her to touch Gu Qing.

"Hahaha!"

Gu Qing laughed loudly: "Little girl, your father will always be your father, and he can control you with one hand."

"childish!"

Before Xian'er could continue her outburst, a magnetic, mature female voice rang out in the arena.

Gu Nian arrived riding on auspicious seven-colored clouds, arms crossed, eyes rolled slightly, looking like she couldn't bear to look.

"Huh?" Gu Qing looked closely and was immediately stunned.

On the auspicious seven-colored clouds, Gu Nian stood tall and slender, with striking and elegant features.

Wearing a floral dress, she exudes a noble and flamboyant temperament.

With her arms crossed, she exudes an aura of "I am the queen."

Gu Qing blinked, looking astonished. How could his daughter, a beautiful young woman in her late teens, have become a mature and powerful woman after just a few days?

"who are you?"

Xian'er turned to look at her, her expression shifting several times.

The older sister who looked a lot like her father made her feel an instinctive sense of closeness.

Xian'er could clearly sense that Gu Nian and she shared the same origin and were connected by blood.

"Gu Nian".

"You...sister!"

When Gu Nian uttered the words "younger sister," a hint of unease flashed across her face.

It's so embarrassing that this little girl is her older sister.

"what……"

Xian'er's mouth gaped open, stunned.

She has a younger sister?!

But... Xian'er bit her red lips. Why did her younger sister look older and more mature than her?

"What do you mean 'ah'? She's your sister, she was just born a few days ago."

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

"Don't let your sister's older appearance fool you; her Chaos God and Demon true form is still in its infancy."

What do you mean she looks older than her age? Gu Nian's fist hardened.

I really want to punch my old father twice.

So infuriating.

How can you say that about a girl?

Gu Nian took a deep breath and said angrily, "Father, you really are my good father! I was just born and you went out to fool around. How can you face me and Mother?"

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

I've never seen such an irresponsible father.

"slander!"

Gu Qing pulled her close, placing his right hand on Gu Nianxiang's shoulder and his left hand on Xian'er's shoulder: "Your father is going to do something important, Nian'er will surely understand your old father!"

"Then what did you do? You're just trying to fool me." Gu Nian rolled her eyes.

"It's a long story."

"Then make it short. If all else fails, you can transmit your thoughts to me."

"???"

He'll never be able to afford a cotton-padded jacket, trousers, and shoes in his lifetime.

Gu Qing had no choice but to vividly recount his experience of going to the Red Lotus Temple and battling against a group of powerful figures.

The psychological battles, various schemes, open and covert struggles, and thrilling moments are all part of the story...

The little girl, Xian'er, gasped in amazement, her big eyes filled with admiration as she looked at her father.

"Dad, you're amazing."

"Idiot, you actually believed his nonsense?" Gu Nian looked up at the sky speechlessly.

"you go."

After getting rid of this troublesome daughter, was it easy for Gu Qing to rack his brains to make up a story?

She's not as good as Xian'er at all; she gives a lot of emotion.

"No, Dad, please continue."

Gu Nian leaned closer, grabbed his hand, and placed it on her shoulder.

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

"Father, have you found Sister Yan'er? Where is she? Let the three of us sisters listen to Father's heroic deeds together."

Xian'er's eyes darted around. If Yan'er were here too, the three sisters would be so happy, holding their little faces together and listening to their father tell stories.