Fresh yogurt requires hard work to obtain.
Ah Yin immediately sensed a change in the aura of a certain part of the Eastern Mirror; it was gradually gaining momentum.
She quickly shook her head, looking aggrieved.
"No...it still hurts..."
Dongfang Jing was just joking.
He leaned over and kissed Ah Yin on the cheek.
"Get some rest, we'll have plenty of time in the future."
Ah Yin's heart softened instantly, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously curved up as she leaned against his shoulder.
But after leaning against it for a while, she still subconsciously touched her lower abdomen.
She sighed softly.
This scene was witnessed by Xue Di and Bing Di, who had just sat up.
Xue Di rubbed her sleepy eyes and remained silent for two seconds.
Then, she slowly placed one of her hands on her lower abdomen.
Hyotei is the same.
Brigitte is the same.
Four people, four hands, all placed in the same spot.
Why can't I win the lottery?
This problem has been bothering them for a long time.
"What do you think is the reason for this?" Hyotei scratched his head, looking frustrated. "In the past five years, we've done it at least nine thousand times, if not ten thousand, and we've never used protection, but it still doesn't work. Could it be... that we're doing it too frequently?"
"I think it might be… racial differences," Brigitte said softly.
That's right, there's something they all know but don't say.
That is, besides A-Yin, there are three women—Byaku, Hyotei, and Yuki-tei—who have reached the age where maternal love is overflowing and who want to form a bond with their loved ones.
Whether it's taking the Micro-Light Mirror Spring or bathing in the blazing sun's divine light.
Although they are in human form now, they have not changed their true nature as soul beasts.
In other words, they and Dongfang Jing...
"Cough cough..." Just thinking about that word made Brigitte and the others feel ashamed. It violated both human and animal ethics.
However, it is precisely because of this that these busty women find it somewhat exciting and work even harder.
The four looked at each other, and finally their gazes all turned to Dongfang Jing.
"Little brother, is it really not because of your health?"
Dongfang Jing's lips twitched.
If he hadn't specifically checked his own body and confirmed that there were no problems, he would have started to suspect that their failure to conceive was because something was wrong with him.
...
In the early morning, the mist over Tiandou City had not yet dissipated, and the rooftops and spires in the distance were faintly visible in the haze.
Dongfang Jing and Ning Fengzhi agreed to set off today for the Min clan's territory.
The Min clan possesses the Swift Martial Soul.
Their intelligence gathering and reconnaissance capabilities were among the best in the entire continent.
If the Temple of Blazing Sun wants to avoid mistakes in its future operations, it needs talents like them.
The only question is whether the Min clan is willing to join.
Dongfang Jing heard that after they left the Haotian Sect, they wanted to establish themselves independently, but due to the drawbacks of their martial souls, they are now in a terrible situation.
Moreover, the patriarch of the Min clan, Bai He, is very arrogant.
That's why I need to go there in person; just talking about it isn't enough.
According to a report from an informant of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School, the original four clans would hold gatherings irregularly.
Even after the Power Clan's assets and territory were divided up, the gathering of the three clans with single-attribute attributes will still be held as scheduled.
The next gathering is in five days.
This is a great opportunity to catch everything at once, saving a lot of trouble.
The Min clan's territory is located in Longxing City, Starfall Empire.
Starting from Tiandou City, I drove the Soul Guided Sports Car southwards.
Dongfang Jing and his entourage did not bring many disciples or make a big show of it.
He, Biji, Xue Di, Bing Di, and A Yin, plus Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin, make a total of seven people.
On the way, Ning Fengzhi sat in the back seat. It was his first time riding in a car, and he marveled at the wonder of this soul-guided sports car. He was particularly envious and couldn't wait for the Blacksmith Association to get the industry chain for manufacturing soul-guided cars up and running.
Yes, Dongfang Jing shared the blueprints, methods, and raw materials for manufacturing, and went to Gengxin City to hand them over to Lou Gao.
His members of the Blazing Sun Temple need to travel all over the world to eliminate and capture evil spirit masters from all over the world, and the journeys are long.
As the leader of the organization, he had to provide vehicles for the members.
The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School was responsible for providing the funds to purchase metal materials wholesale.
If you can't buy rare metals, buy inferior substitutes.
While paying money, you can also enjoy the right to use it.
On the bus,
Brigitte was driving, and Dongfang Jing was sitting in the passenger seat.
"I had my men conduct a detailed survey of the Min clan's situation." Ning Fengzhi took out a thin booklet from his sleeve and handed it forward.
Dongfang Jing took it and flipped through it.
"After breaking away from the Haotian Sect, the Min Clan has had a difficult time." Ning Fengzhi said calmly, "Their martial soul is the Swift, which is purely speed-enhancing and has no offensive capabilities. They were alright under the sect's protection, but once they became independent, even hunting for soul rings became a major problem."
"How have you made a living all these years?" Dongfang Jing asked.
"They take on odd jobs. Delivering messages, relaying messages, scouting... anything related to 'speed' they do. But the pay for these jobs is meager, far from enough to support a clan. Fortunately, the other three clans help them out from time to time, especially the Yu clan and the Po clan. Although they are not well-off themselves, they still share some with them, otherwise the Min clan would probably have disbanded long ago."
"Among the four single-attribute clans, it is the one that has the most difficulty in surviving."
Ning Fengzhi smiled gently: "That's precisely why this is our opportunity."
"Nephew, as you know, our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is a support-type sect. We have money and resources, but we lack special talents. Although the disciples of the Min clan cannot fight, if they are incorporated into our reconnaissance unit, it will be like adding wings to a tiger."
"If all goes well, with the addition of the defensive Soul Masters of the Yu Clan and the offensive Soul Masters of the Po Clan... if these three sects can be won over, not only will the Blazing Sun Temple benefit, but my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will also grow much stronger."
Dongfang Jing nodded.
This is also why he invited Ning Fengzhi to accompany him.
The Temple of Blazing Sun requires the elite of the three sects.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School needs other available personnel.
The Min family wants money.
Each party gets what it needs.
Of course, this whole process, while euphemistically called a win-win situation, can be described more bluntly...
It's a disguised form of annexation.
However, the choice lies with the Min clan.
Dongfang Jing and the others were simply given a chance to rise to prominence.
...
Three days later.
The Min clan's residence.
This is a small sect located in the southern hills.
It's less like a sect and more like a large courtyard enclosed by walls.
The courtyard wall is not high and is made of stone and wood. There are many signs of repair, indicating that it has not been renovated for a long time.
The buildings inside the courtyard also exude a sense of shabbyness.
A tile is missing from the eaves of the council hall, exposing the bare wooden beams.
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