Many descendants

Yan Ze got up and saw Su Yan busy in the kitchen.

He yawned and said, "Let the children out. Even without you, at least you can keep them entertained for a while."

"Are you sure?" Su Yan picked up a spatula and stir-fried some greens. "Once they come out, I won't be responsible for them anymore."

Yan Ze fell silent again. "...I'll think about it some more."

After taking a bath, Ya Se's short brown hair was still damp. Without his glasses, his eyes were particularly alluring. He came over to help Su Yan serve the dishes.

Su Yan sniffed his scent. "What do you use to take a bath? I like it."

“He used my bath products,” Yan Ze replied. “They smell the same. Why don’t you say I smell good?”

Su Yan replied, "It's different. Everyone has a base scent, and when combined with other fragrance notes, it creates a completely new scent."

“Then his base scent must be the smell of blood,” Yan Ze replied. Before going to sleep, he saw him drink a cup of blood-infused beverage!

Su Yan shook her head, "It really isn't. To me, the base scent of Ya Se is similar to that of roses, which becomes a green fruit and floral scent after being mixed with the bath fragrance."

Ya Se suddenly looked at Su Yan.

Su Yan asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"

Ya Se smiled and said, "Your cooking is delicious too."

"Right? We're really good cooks." Su Yan took out the cutlery, including two sets of children's cutlery.

"Are these for Xiao Chang Le and Xiao Yi Yi?" Yan Ze looked at the two sets of blue tableware.

Su Yan nodded, "They're still young, they can eat with us." Then she took out two more baby bottles and placed them on the dining table.

Junyi carried two little boys, who had finished washing up and were dressed in cute pajamas, out of the room.

Seeing his son, Yan Ze smiled and said, "How old are you? You still need your uncle to hold you."

"I want Uncle to hold me, not Daddy." Little Yiyi wrapped her arms around Jun's neck, her possessiveness evident.

Yan Ze: "..."

Ya Se set out the tableware and served the rice. "Come, sit down and eat."

Su Yan took out a plate of fresh fruit and Zulu's specialty soup from her spatial ring. "I didn't make any soup, so let's eat Zulu's. His soup is more flavorful and tastes better."

Little Yiyi sat on his little stool and said to Su Yan, "Mom, I want to eat dried meat."

"We'll have snacks after we finish eating," Su Yan said with a smile.

“Okay,” Xiao Yiyi replied.

Jun put the bib on him.

Ya Se noticed this and looked at Yan Ze, saying, "Aren't you going to lend a hand?"

Yan Ze took out a bottle of wine from the system space to accompany the meal, and then looked at his son. "This is because Jun is spoiled. If he were with me, he would not only have to hold his own bowl when he eats, but he would also have to cook for himself."

"..." Su Yan tapped his head with her chopsticks, "What kind of father are you? Little Yiyi is so young."

“We need to cultivate independence; we can’t micromanage everything,” Yan Ze said, as he saw his son glaring at him angrily.

“They’ll be independent when they grow up,” Jun replied, putting a bib on Xiao Chang Le and giving him the baby bottle.

Yan Ze poured Jun a glass of wine, "You only have one, and you're treating it like your own eyeball. Try four, and you'll be able to let it run wild."

“It depends on the person,” Ya Se replied. “With Jun’s personality, you could raise a whole bunch of them without getting impatient.”

“He’s patient.” Su Yan looked at her two sons. “After dinner, let’s continue their lessons. Jun is talented, Ya Se is from the Abel civilization, and Yan Ze will be in charge of the music.”

Little Yiyi pouted, "Why?!"

Yan Ze gave him a cold look. "You don't want to?"

"I...it's not that I'm unwilling." Little Yiyi picked up her rice bowl and started eating.

"Have some vegetables." Ya Se put a piece of green vegetable on his plate.

Looking at the lush green seedlings, Xiao Yiyi whispered to Ya Se, "Meat!"

Ya Se smiled and immediately put another big chicken leg on his plate.

"Thank you, Uncle Ya Se." Little Yi Yi ate with relish.

Xiao Chang Le eats whatever she's given, isn't picky, and finishes her food cleanly. After finishing her meal, she didn't leave.

Su Yan asked, "Want to eat more?"

Xiao Chang Le replied, "Mother, I'm full."

"Let's go have some fun."

"it is good."

Xiao Chang Le looked at Xiao Yi Yi, who was still eating, and said, "Take your time eating. I'll go to the game room and wait for you."

Little Yiyi nodded.

Xiao Chang Le pushed her stool further inside before leaving.

Ya Se looked at Xiao Chang Le and said, "This child is really adorable."

Little Yiyi listened from the side and kept glancing at him!

Ya Se: "...Little Yi Yi is also lovable."

"That's more like it." Xiao Yiyi continued eating.

After Xiao Yiyi finished eating and left the table, Ya Se asked Su Yan, "Do you have any news about Henry?"

"Not yet," Su Yan replied. "Xiao Mei's inability to resurrect him proves he's still alive. But why does it appear as if he's dead?"

“Apparent death has a necessary condition: the body must have ceased its metabolic processes in terms of biological manifestation.” Yan Ze looked at Ya Se. “Isn’t the first step in your vampire evolution to enter this stage?”

Ya Se had actually considered this possibility, "It's possible, and he used to be a vampire..."

The three people were discussing whether the 24th generation could possibly be transformed, but Jun served Su Yan a bowl of hot soup and ate his own meal seriously, as if he wasn't part of the conversation.

Su Yan asked Ya Se, "If he becomes a vampire, will you control him again?"

“Indeed.” Ya Se did not deny it.

Yan Ze drank his wine and said to Su Yan, "Give me the dried meat."

"Ok?"

“My son wanted to eat this, so I brought it to him.”

"Here you go." Su Yan handed him the dried meat, along with a box of chocolate cookies. "Little Chang Le likes sweets, just like me."

"You like eating dried meat, so it's your choice," Yan Ze chuckled.

Ya Se asked Jun, "Were there vampires in the ancient times? Or something similar to vampires?"

Jun replied, “No. But there is a race that is somewhat similar to what you described, the Corpse Clan, a branch of the Ghost Clan. They like to eat human blood and prefer dark and damp places. Lower-level ones might turn to ashes if exposed to sunlight. They are afraid of fire, and are afraid of any kind of fire. Therefore, this race mostly lives in the Asura Realm. The environment in other places would make them feel uncomfortable.”

"I've studied the corpse race you mentioned, but they're all relatively low-level."

"The rise of the Ghost Clan coincided with the rise of ancient gods and demons. There was once a Corpse Ghost who reached the Palace Emperor Realm, roughly equivalent to Yi's current strength."

"Oh?" Ya Se asked in surprise, "Then how did it all end up?"

“They were killed by Jian,” Jun replied. “Later, after entering the Qichuang era, the demon beast and god races suffered too many losses. The Heavenly Tribulation once strongly suppressed the ghost and demon races. Almost anyone who advanced and attracted the Heavenly Tribulation would be annihilated without a doubt. Even if they were lucky enough to survive, they would hardly amount to anything. This caused the ghost and demon races to fall into a trough. The current ghost and demon races are less than one-tenth of what they were during the god and demon era.”

"What about Xiao Zhaozhao?" Su Yan asked. "She is a demonic law."

“I don’t think she cultivates much; she’s always in the God Realm,” Jun said with a smile.

"Lazy girl... she'll never amount to anything!" Su Yan said helplessly. Even her recent advancement was due to her own efforts in ascending to godhood.

"A gradual accumulation of knowledge and experience leading to a breakthrough is a good idea," Ya Se said with a smile.

Jun nodded, "Yes. We are now entering a period of great prosperity, and all races will flourish. The period of peace will be long."