Starting as a Son-in-law to Establish an immortal Family

Based on his current cultivation speed, even without worrying about the Coagulation Crystal Elixir or Core Formation Spiritual Objects, breaking through to Core Formation would take at least twenty years.

“Twenty years, she would be all grown up by then…”

Lu Changsheng thought about his seven-year-old daughter.

After another twenty years, she would have grown into an adult.

And if his daughter went astray by then, it would be quite worrisome.

After all, with Nangong Mili around, he truly wasn’t concerned about his daughter being bullied or anything like that.

His only worry was that under the guidance of the Demon Sect, the child might be led astray.

…

Jin Kingdom, Five Poisons Cult.

Inside a palace.

“Aaahhhh—”

A tall yet emaciated middle-aged man with a fierce face and bloodshot eyes screamed in agony and struggled vehemently.

Yet, his limbs, clavicles, and vital areas such as his waist and hips were all pierced by chains, stripping him of his mana, causing only the clanking of the chains to be heard.

“Mommy, is he in a lot of pain?”

A seven or eight-year-old girl dressed in a purple starry tulle dress, looking like an exquisite doll, watched the scene with some unease and asked with concern.

Despite her young age, she possessed a graceful figure, with tender and fair skin, clear and radiant eyes, a straight and delicate nose, and soft, pink lips.

Her long, luscious black hair, shining like the starry night, lay smooth and glistening down her back.

“Hehe, the Gold Silkworm Gu will be ready in a few days, and then he won’t be in pain anymore,” replied an affectionate and stunningly beautiful woman as she fondly stroked her daughter’s head, a gentle smile on her lips.

Clad in a regal purple gown that showcased her enticing curves and breathtaking beauty, her incomparable face was beyond the words “stunning” or “captivating.”

Her peach blossom-like eyes, misty and alluring, were filled with a captivating charm that could steal one’s soul.

Her bright, luscious lips seemed to call for a kiss.

Every inch of her body exuded an irresistible charm and seduction.

The little girl bore a striking resemblance to her.

Given the woman’s peerless beauty, one could imagine how stunning the girl would grow up to be.

“So he will no longer be in pain,” muttered Nangong Mili, perhaps noticing a tinge of pity in her daughter’s eyes. With a light lift of her snow-white hand stained with the juice of the rouge plant, the man before her could no longer scream out in pain; the agonizing grimace on his face turned numb, leaving him expressionless.