The cheat system is useless, but I have the strongest living dad.

"Don't cry, don't cry, Shi Bao, don't cry." She took out a handkerchief to wipe Shi Bao's tears, and kept coaxing him, "My good baby, don't cry, don't cry. If you have any grievances, tell Mommy."

"Waaaaah..." Shi Bao's tears broke free: "Shi Bao...waaaah...I wasn't wronged...waaaah...Shi Bao just misses his mother so much...waaaaah..."

Shen Yao felt even more sorry for him. She hugged Shi Bao tightly and patted his back gently: "Don't cry, don't cry. Mother is back now, isn't she? Don't cry."

Shi Bao cried for a while until Jiang Ming said, "Shi Bao, stop crying, your mother is tired of holding you." Only then did Shi Bao stop crying, hiccuping as he tried to hold it back.

'Strange, why is Shi Bao so obedient to Jiang Ming?' Shen Yao thought to herself, giving Jiang Ming a probing look, then cradling Shi Bao's head for a closer examination: 'So chubby and fair-skinned, doesn't look like it's been abused.'

She rolled up Shi Bao's sleeve to look at his arms, then rolled up his trouser leg to look at his legs, and then turned Shi Bao over, preparing to pull down his trousers to look at his little bottom.

Although he looks like he's three years old, Shi Bao is actually almost eight.

The nearly eight-year-old child knew what shame was, and Shi Bao gripped his waistband tightly with both hands: "Mother, Mother, what are you doing?"

Shen Yao flipped Shi Bao over, glared at Jiang Ming, and asked Shi Bao, "Did the bad guy hit you?"

Shi Bao, still clutching his waistband, said, "No one hit me, Mother."

Shen Yao pointed at Jiang Ming: "Did he bully you?"

Shi Bao's eyes were clear: "How could Father bully me? Father loves me the most."

Shen Yao was dumbfounded: "Who are you calling 'Dad'?"

Shi Bao pointed at Jiang Ming: "Mother, I know everything, he is my biological father."

The little child darted in front of Jiang Ming, hugged his waist, and said to Shen Yao, "Daddy is very, very good to me."

Shen Yao gritted her teeth. Shi Bao and Jiang Ming were so close; Jiang Ming must have been keeping Shi Bao under his wing for a long time.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Finally, she couldn't hold back any longer and yelled at Jiang Ming, "I only went to the secret realm, and you kidnapped my son!"

Her shout caused her to experience intense pain in her bones and muscles, her pale face turned deathly white instantly, and she bent over, trembling with pain.

Feng Yu hugged her anxiously to comfort her: "Yanzhou, don't get angry. We'll talk about everything when you're better."

Shi Bao was also frightened, and tears streamed down his face again: "Waaah... Mother... What's wrong? Waaah... Don't scare me, Mother..."

The atmosphere in the side hall was oppressive, with an anxious son-in-law, a pained daughter, a crying baby, and a gloomy third party.

What a mess! What kind of situation is this?!

Huo Die picked up Shi Bao and walked outside: "Shi Bao, don't cry, don't be afraid, go play with Grandpa. Your mother is just too badly injured, let her rest well."

Jiang Ming stared fiercely at Feng Yu's arm that was holding Shen Yao, thinking: If I can endure this for a while longer, I must cut off his arms and chop them into mincemeat.

As for his life, hmph, his appearance is already completely ruined. Once Shen Yao despises him, she will extract his spiritual root, making him a complete waste, and throw him into the arena to feed the strange beasts.

Shen Yao was in pain because the fragments of her spiritual root were still inside her. These fragments were crystalline and constantly piercing her flesh and bones.

It was as if she were being subjected to the torture of having her bones scraped and tendons ripped out; the pain was unbearable, forcing her to use all her strength to fight against the pain, leaving her with little strength to cry out.

The more agitated she became and the harder she strained, the more the shards of foam pierced her flesh and bones.

This vicious cycle tormented her until she was exhausted and fainted from the pain, only then could she find relief.

Healing techniques rely on the practitioner injecting their own spiritual power to stimulate the flow of spiritual power within the injured person's body, promoting blood circulation, removing blood stasis, accelerating flesh and blood growth, and achieving rapid repair.

However, if the spiritual root is completely shattered and the fragments are still inside the body, using healing spells will only make the fragments move more actively, causing the injured person more pain.

At this moment, Shen Yao was curled up in pain, burying herself in Feng Yu's arms and biting her wrist and back tightly.

Feng Yu couldn't see her face from his perspective. He used advanced healing magic, but there was no relief from his wife's pain in his arms. He was extremely anxious: 'Why? Why is it not working at all?'

“Your healing spell is too low-level.” Jiang Ming sat down on the edge of the couch, raised his hand to lean against Shen Yao’s back, and cast a divine-level healing spell.

However, as soon as he unleashed his divine healing technique, Shen Yao felt even more pain, and her trembling intensified.

Feng Yu and Jiang Ming's expressions changed, and they stopped at the same time. Shen Yao felt much more relaxed, but then she suddenly relaxed, exhausted, and fainted.

After she fainted, they discovered deep teeth marks on the back of her wrist; the skin had been bitten open, and blood was gushing from the wounds…

Feng Yu wanted to use healing magic to repair her wrist. He hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand and approached her wrist...

"You can't use healing magic," Jiang Ming interjected, "If you use it, she'll wake up in pain immediately. Look for yourself, the fragments of her spiritual root are already all over her body!"

"It must be because the healing spell was used, causing the fragments of her spiritual root to wander around, that's why she's in so much pain!"

Feng Yu activated her spiritual sense to investigate, and sure enough, fragments of spiritual roots were everywhere, a mixture of yellow, green, blue, cyan, white, and dark red, covering her entire body.

Feng Yu felt a dull pain in his heart; the colorful scene caused his emotions to collapse.

He gently placed Shen Yao on the couch, cleaned away the bloodstains, took out a hemostatic herb, crushed it, applied it to the wound, bandaged it with a silk handkerchief, and pulled the blanket over it.

Before Jiang Ming could make another sarcastic remark, Feng Yu stood up and challenged him: "If you want to fight, go outside and fight."

Jiang Ming was eager for the challenge and readily accepted it.

There's no need to choose a specific location; you can just do it in the yard.

I can't use magic; it's too destructive and will disturb her.

Weapons cannot be used; swords have no eyes, and none of them can die right now.

They could only engage in close-quarters combat, relying on physical strength and agility.

Jiang Ming has a very strong physique, but Feng Yu's movements are even faster. In close combat, Feng Yu has the upper hand.

Taking advantage of his agility, Feng Yu launched a series of attacks, each punch landing squarely.

The True God Sect is indeed profound in its foundation. Jiang Ming's divine-level body tempering technique is already close to perfection, and its defensive power is too strong. He is not afraid of Feng Yu's attack at all.

Feng Yu moved with lightning speed, swinging his right fist straight at Jiang Ming's chest.

Jiang Ming pulled back his arm to block, quickly squatted down, and stretched out his long leg to sweep towards Feng Yu's lower body.

Feng Yu paused with both feet, leaped into the air, and punched Jiang Ming's head with the force of the wind.

Jiang Ming lightly touched the ground with his toes and retreated several feet. Feng Yu moved swiftly and followed closely, striking Jiang Ming's right cheek with full force.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Jiang Ming struck Feng Yu's left shoulder with a palm strike, creating distance between them.

Jiang Ming wiped his right cheek, deliberately trying to win him over: "You wear a mask to protect your face, that's not fair."

Without saying a word, Feng Yu removed her mask, revealing her burned face to Jiang Ming once again.

Jiang Ming, having succeeded in his scheme, wore a mocking expression and provocatively said, "Really ugly."

Feng Yu's eyes flashed with hatred, and she moved with lightning speed, aiming specifically for Jiang Ming's face...