Chen An came, holding the Yin-Yang Sword.

The eight people from the Qin family in the upper realm were so frightened that their faces turned pale and their legs felt weak.

“Fellow Daoist, I am also from the lower realm. Please give me some space for the future… Swish!”

The old man named Qin Jibo was beheaded by Chen An with a sword before he could finish his words, and his soul was destroyed on the spot.

Seeing that the Yin-Yang Sword had absorbed the power of the soul, Chen An raised his lip slightly and said:

"It seems that you are all original bodies."

The moment he finished speaking, he flashed and quickly killed the remaining seven people, completely eradicating their roots.

One sword kills one, without any delay.

He would kill even the fairies from the upper realm who had outstanding looks and figures.

"I am the young master of the Qin family from the upper realm, you can't kill me!"

"If you really dare to kill me, my family will never let you go!"

"Submit to me, and I will give you anything you want!"

"I am a highly respected member of the family!"

"If I become the head of the family in the future, you can also share the glory with me!"

“I…Shua!”

Chen An struck with his last sword, beheading the young man in white with one blow, taking his life.

If it were on a normal day, if he encountered an enemy with a higher level of cultivation, he would not use the Yin-Yang Sword.

Instead, he would use deliberate punches to smash the enemy's body, and collect the opponent's separated soul into the Soul-Nourishing Banner to refine a soul puppet.

But facing the monks from the upper realm, he did not dare to be so greedy.

Once they start, they aim to destroy the body and exterminate the soul.

He did not understand the methods of the cultivators from the upper realm and was worried that the other party would find a way to escape from the Soul-Nourishing Banner. He thought that directly destroying the other party's soul was the safest approach.

"who!"

"Who killed my Qin family member?"

"I will tear you into pieces...swish!"

A wisp of white smoke floated out of the body of the young man in white, and he was furious and helpless, but before he could finish his words, he was chopped into nothingness by Chen An's sword.

The Yin-Yang Sword is specifically designed to treat the soul and consciousness, and anything it touches will be reduced to ashes.

[You killed Qin Yuyan's son and slashed off a strand of her soul with one sword, causing her to hate you to the core. Your current hatred value is 6 stars.]

Qin Yuyan, right? I will curse you to death, you bitch! Chen An was very vindictive. The moment the prompt message came out, he immediately took out the holy curse book, sat cross-legged on the ground and began to curse madly.

"Qin Yuyan..."

"Qin Yuyan..."

"Qin Yuyan..."

“…”

He didn't know whether a cursed book of holy tool level could be effective against powerful monks from the upper realm, but no matter what, he would curse it first.

that's all.

Several hours passed.

It was not until he was so exhausted that he was about to faint that a prompt message about cursing Qin Yuyan popped up in front of him.

[You successfully cursed Qin Yuyan, magnifying her pain over her son's death, causing her to become too depressed and choose to commit suicide by exploding her spiritual roots, but her husband discovered her in time and saved her life.]

"Almost, just almost, I can curse this bitch to death."

Chen An said with a look of regret.

At this moment, a prompt message popped up in front of him again.

[Your wife Song Huaying successfully gave birth to your second daughter, and you gained 10,000 years of cultivation.]

【Name: Chen An】

[Cultivation: Semi-Immortal Level 2]

"Ying'er has given birth. I have to go back to see her."

However, as soon as the teleportation array pattern rose, he suddenly canceled the teleportation.

I walked so fast that I almost forgot my roots.

Soon, he squatted down and fumbled among the eight headless corpses on the ground, carefully collecting his spoils.

In just a few moments, he had stripped all the valuables from the corpses on the ground.

A lot of spiritual treasures.

There are several sacred objects.

The harvest is huge.

After doing all this.

Chen An did not stay here for long and was immediately teleported back to Fengling Yueying Sect. He couldn't wait to go home to see his little wife Song Huaying and his newly born seventh daughter.

…

Wind Spirit Moon Shadow Sect.

Chen Mansion.

When Chen An returned, Song Huaying's room was already full of people.

Everyone gathered together to look at her second daughter, praising her for her outstanding talents and congratulating her.

"Husband."

"My dear, come and take a look at Xiao Yuzhu. Her skin is round and plump when she is born. It is not as wrinkled as other newborn babies. Her physical talent must be very outstanding."

"Alright, alright, let's all go out and let my husband stay with Ying'er. Too many people will disturb Ying'er's rest."

After Wen Zhiyun said this, everyone consciously left the room, leaving Song Huaying and Chen An with some private space to be together.

After everyone had left, Chen An came to sit beside the bed, held his wife Song Huaying's hand, and said to her in a gentle voice: "Ying'er, you've worked hard."

"It's not hard at all. It's a very happy thing to give birth to a child for my husband." Song Huaying said in a loving voice.

Looking at his sensible little wife, Chen An liked her more and more.

He bent down and kissed his little wife on the face, then looked at his seventh daughter in her arms. He asked as he looked her over, "I remember you said before that you wanted to name her Xueying, but why did I just hear Yue'er call her Yuzhu?"

"Just when she was born, it suddenly started to rain outside the window. The rustling sound of the raindrops hitting the bamboo leaves made me feel relaxed and happy, so I decided to name her Yuzhu."

Song Huaying looked at her daughter in her arms with tenderness in her eyes and said to Chen An.

Women's thoughts change so quickly... Chen An couldn't help but complain in his heart.

"Husband, please check Xiao Yuzhu's physical talent to see if it is outstanding."

Song Huaying handed her daughter in her arms to Chen An beside her, speaking with a hint of excitement.

Other children are born with wrinkles, but Chen Yuzhu was born with round skin and a plump white body. It is obvious that she is a physical genius.

In this regard, Song Huaying was very much looking forward to Chen An's examination results.

Can't wait to know the answer.

Chen An took his seventh daughter, Chen Yuzhu, from his little wife. The little girl was sleeping soundly at the moment and did not wake up even when being held back and forth.

Obviously the baby was tired from crying when he was just born, so he needs deep sleep to restore his energy.

After some spiritual exploration.

Chen An smiled and said to Song Huaying: "Our little Yuzhu's body is very good, only slightly worse than little Yike in this family."

Worse than little Yike... Song Huaying was a little disappointed. She saw that her daughter was so special since birth and thought that her daughter's physical talent was unparalleled in history. She didn't expect that she couldn't even compare to little Yike at home.

Chen An noticed Song Huaying's disappointment, and added with a smile: "You may not believe it, but our daughter was born with seven spiritual roots, with seven manifest spiritual roots of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, ice and darkness."

"Seven, seven kinds of spiritual roots?!"

When Song Huaying heard this, she was completely stunned.

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