t now.
Prepare the kitchenware tomorrow, I’ll let you guys have a taste of my culinary skills.
You guys should nourish your bodies.
It’s too tiring to fight every day.”

“Understood!” Both Dongyang Yun and Dongyang Ling were emotional from the goodwill they felt from their father.

……

In the Astral General Manor, Tianming’s upper clothes were open and Feiling was seated before him, staring at his chest.
She sounded curious as she mentioned, “So your chest hair is also white.”

“What the hell are you talking about? Take a look at it!” Tianming smiled bitterly.

“Wow, you have muscles!”

“Focus here.…”

“Hehe, you’re feeling shy?” Feiling laughed.

“No messing around.”

“Fine.”

She was now the fusion between innate and acquired godchild.
Her gaze was on the nine red dots left on Tianming’s chest by the soul servants.

“Are the soul servants somehow related to the sovereigns? Or are they related to Perpetia?” Tianming asked curiously.

“I have no idea.
Let me ponder about it.” Feiling’s god physique was unique.
Her cultivation had reached the Heavenly Will stage and she could now protect herself, not to mention that she had tons of unusual means.
Suddenly, she started tapping the red dots on Tianming’s chest.

“It doesn’t seem to be working.” Feiling smiled innocently.

“Then why the hell are you tapping my chest?”

“I’m messing with you.
Hahaha!”

“You’re becoming more naughty.
Here, take my claws!” Tianming pinned Feiling and started tickling her.

“I was wrong! Big Brother, please let me off!” Feiling’s hair was in a mess and she was breathing heavily.

“No way! I can bear teasing.
You must be punished for provoking me,” Tianming said in a heavy tone.
But just when he was about to resume the tickle torture, he felt a warm surge rising from his chest.

“What’s going on?” He lowered his head and saw one of the red dots starting to disappear.
Shortly after, it seemed to have burrowed into his body, moving toward his consciousness and appearing beside the Imperial Will.

“What’s this?” Tianming discovered that the red dot started to change, transforming into a smaller Grand-Orient Sword before merging into his Imperial Will.

His body suddenly trembled.
In that instant, many pictures started flashing before his eyes.
Among them, he saw the Primordial God-Emperor.
Tianming bypassed that thousand-meter-tall figure and saw nine others standing before trillions of lifeforms.
Those nine figures came in different forms, and Tianming was suddenly reminded of the nine soul servants.

Suddenly, one of them stepped forth and flew toward Tianming, who heard a voice echoing in his mind, “Primordial God Race’s soul servant pays respects to the new sovereign!” But shortly after, that figure disappeared.

“Where are you?” Tianming asked, but there wasn’t any reply.
Suddenly, Tianming could sense his Imperial Will growing after the miniature Grand-Orient Sword merged into it.
The Imperial Will had the shape of a Grand-Orient Sword to begin with.
So when the two Grand-Orient Swords merged, his Imperial Will suddenly rose to a whole new level.
When Tianming sensed the changes, his eyes lit up.

“The soul servant seems to have been released, but where the hell is he? Speaking of which, his appearance boosted the growth of my Imperial Will?” That was a piece of good news to him.
After all, he still had eight more red dots.
But right now, the most important thing to do was to cultivate and make a breakthrough.

“Cultivating just like that?” Feiling was dumbfounded.
She leaned over and plucked a hair from Tianming’s chest, then ran off.
“Hmph! How dare you bully me!”

“Holy shit!” Tianming grimaced from the pain.
But he was at a crucial moment and could only let her off.
“Ling’er, just you wait!”

Taking the opportunity, he cultivated for the next three days.
After absorbing enough saint crystals, he made a breakthrough to the third level of the sky saint stage.

The breakthrough this time around was unexpected.
There’s still eight dots remaining.
It would be terrifying if they could assist me in making a breakthrough in my cultivation.
Now that he was done with his cultivation, he immediately ran out and caught Feiling.

“What’re you trying to do?” Feiling panicked.

“Press them for me.
That’s not it, do it harder!” In the end, Feiling could only comply with his manly request and start tapping on the eight remaining dots.

“Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, whoever I stop on will be the bastard Li Tianming,” Feiling muttered in a low voice.

In the blink of an eye, half an hour had passed.
By now, Tianming was certain that the soul servant’s appearance had had nothing to do with Feiling.
What happened previously was just a coincidence.

“Now you’re finished!” Tianming chuckled.
But right before he could make a move, the door suddenly opened.
Li Qingyu was standing by the door, looking at the two.

“Y-y-y-you guys.…”

“Don’t you know how to knock?” Tianming raged.

“Big Brother, there’s something urgent.
Master has come from the Grand-Orient Realm, and there’s trouble!” Li Qingyu replied.

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