Stealing The Heavens

Chapter 890: The Life Of A Sower

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Wu Qi was awakened from his lethargy by the noise of monkeys playing and chasing.

Outside the window, a few indigo vines were swaying in the wind. Several little golden monkeys were chasing and beating each other, jumping from one vine to another while making loud noises. Two long-eared white rabbits were squatting on the branch where the vines hung, throwing cold glances at the rowdy monkeys, their lips moving restlessly as if they were chewing something.

This was the Yuan Ling Dark Realm, where an abundance of energy pervaded the surroundings. In the dense forest of innate divine trees, birds of all shapes and colors were dancing and chirping; troops of monkeys scampered from branch to branch; long snakes and flood dragons coiled around the trunks; tigers and lions roamed the grass beneath the trees.

Yuan Ling Dark Realm, where there was not a single earthworm but plants, was now bustling with activity. Wu Qi had brought in many animals, and over the years, demon immortals had been popping up. All the demon immortals had formally acknowledged Wu Qi and Princess Zhang Le as their masters, and regarded them as their parents. Yuan Ling Dark Realm had become one of Wu Qi’s most secret powers.

The little monkeys playing outside the window were Yuan Qing’s descendants. Since they were born, their meridians had been constantly cleansed by Yuan Ling energy, and they had been fed with various spirit herbs to strengthen their foundations. As a result, although they were still young and had yet to form their Gold Cores, they already had the strength to move mountains. They were the ones who always jumped here and there, causing all kinds of trouble.

As for the two obese rabbits squatting on the branch, they were Tu Xiaobai’s kin. Although they were of the same kind, she had kept them as pets.

Wu Qi was in an abode in the dense forest. The three-story building was made entirely of fine vines that naturally intertwined with each other, while tiny flowers of all colors bloomed across the vines, decorating the abode like a rainbow. He was lying on a huge bed—about a hundred feet long and wide—on the top floor. Thirty beautiful girls, fully naked and entangled together, lay atop him like a small hill.

Carefully and painstakingly, he struggled out of the girls’ fair, delicate arms and legs. Then, he went to the window somewhat deliriously, picked up two peaches from a fruit tray on a table, and threw them out. The two obese, cute rabbits each got a peach on their foreheads and tumbled over the branch with their eyes rolled backward, falling heavily on the ground.

Wu Qi let out a dull, dry laugh as he counted on his fingers for a long time and sighed faintly.

“Thirty thousand, thirty thousand, then thirty thousand again...It’s not easy...How did I get through these two thousand years?”

Less than a month had passed in the outside world, but more than thirty thousand months, or more than two thousand years, had passed inside the Dark Yin Celestial Tower. During this period, Princess Zhang Le had selected three groups of daughters from the imperial clans and great clans of the six states for him. A total of ninety thousand pretty girls pestered Wu Qi for the second half of each month, squeezing his seeds like juicers and hoping to give him a son or a daughter.

If it had been for the other men who had Wu Qi’s present capacity and position, cultivation base and prowess, as well as political and military power, they would have had countless wives, concubines, and children. But after all this time, he was unable to produce an heir.

Princess Zhang Le had chosen the daughters of the imperial clans and aristocratic clans of the six states, and the emperors and courtiers of the six states were happy to enter into such a relationship with Wu Qi—marriage was always their favorite method of winning someone over to their sides. With Wu Qi’s present status, they had given him almost all their daughters who had come of age.

Wu Qi had no rest at all, be it day or night. At the princess’s instigation, the girls attacked him like the toughest and most courageous soldiers on the battlefield. He spent his seeds again and again, and then changed his target again and again. Sometimes, before he could see what the girl who had lost her maidenhead to him looked like, she was already replaced by another soft and pink girl.

“I don’t think any of the boars in the pig farm work as hard as I do. Or...do they?”

Wu Qi looked at the white cloud that was slowly drifting through the sky with a dark face. Even boars had their breaks, but he had been sowing without a break for more than two thousand years. Thirty thousand, thirty thousand, and thirty thousand...A total of ninety thousand daughters of the imperial clans and aristocratic clans of the six states. At first, he was thrilled to do such a thing, then he felt very satisfied, and later enjoyed it. But after a hundred years of endless mating, he was completely numb. He felt he was nothing but a breeding machine, working hard to produce offspring for Dong Hai, for the alliance of the six states, and for everyone.

Regardless of his identity, Wu Qi needed descendants, a large number of descendants to inherit his inheritance and help him manage his secular affairs. He must have an heir, so that his subordinates and disciples could rest assured, and he must also have a few children with these girls of the six states in order to reassure his allies.

If it were not for the fact that Wu Qi was an almighty expert of the Dao Breaking realm, having an endless Yang energy essence and vitality, he would have died of exhaustion in these two thousand years of sowing. Even among the buddhas who practiced the mystic art of dual cultivation, no one dared to spend his Yang energy essence in such a desperate manner. For cultivators, every drop of the energy was extremely precious.

Luckily, he had the cultivation base of a Dao Breaking expert, as well as countless spirit pills and herbs to strengthen his loins, invigorate his kidneys, and replenish his energy. Otherwise, he would have become a mummified corpse by now.

While his mighty cultivation base had guaranteed his survival, it had also caused an issue. His Yang energy essence was not something that ordinary women could accept. Every drop of his sperm contained some kind of mysterious way of the heaven and earth. It would be extremely difficult for a mighty being like him to produce an heir, unless a woman matched him in all aspects and conceived a child by chance, or if a woman of his equal strength had integrated their spirit, energy, and souls as one when they were having sex.

Princess Zhang Le tried to solve this with a two-pronged approach. She was gambling for the chance of one in ten million with the ninety-thousand girls, to see if any of them happened to fit Wu Qi perfectly and give birth to a child. Meanwhile, she was working hard to have dual-cultivation with Wu Qi, combining their energies of Yin and Yang in the hope that an innate life force would emerge through the harmony of both energies and lead to the birth of a child.

“It’s been over two thousand years...Even with my eyes closed, I should have hit a couple bullseyes...” While trembling, Wu Qi turned to look at the girls lying on the bed and heaved a heavy sigh. “No wonder those Celestial Emperors in Heaven value their children so much. At their cultivation levels, it is not easy to have a child!”

With a wry smile, Wu Qi put on a robe. There was not much time left for him to lead the expedition to suppress the eastern provinces, and he had to leave Yuan Ling Dark Realm in a few days. He needed to focus on the serious business now. It was not a big deal to be childless.

He clicked his tongue and suddenly envied Ao Buzun. The black dragon was also a Chaos Fiend God, but why did he not have a difficulty in producing children? The huge dragon clan of today was his hard work alone! If he had had the same difficulty as Wu Qi in producing children, how many women would he have to ruin to have so many offspring?

Just as Wu Qi was thinking about these irrelevant questions, the door was suddenly pushed open.

Princess Zhang Le, enraged, stormed in and wrapped her arms around Wu Qi like a python. She gritted her teeth and said, “How is this even possible? After ninety thousand concubines and two thousand years, how come you haven’t had a child? I don’t care so much now! I’m going to have a child with you this time at the cost of damaging my attainment!”

Squinting at Wu Qi with a strange smile, the princess said, “This time, there will be a satisfactory result. I’ve recently comprehended a mystic art from the Primordial Dao of Divinity, which was used by Ancient Gods to produce offspring. Although it comes with a higher cost, the result is very good!”

Before Wu Qi could ask any question, a dazzling flash of five-colored light suddenly burst out of the princess’ forehead, while a plume of five-colored, glaze-like flame broke out of her body, engulfing both of them. He could clearly sense that she was burning her blood essence and soul, drawing her vitality and condensing it into a mass of extremely pure Yin energy.

Wu Qi cried out in horror, “What strange mystic art is this? Zi Xuan, don’t do something dangerous!”

Princess Zhang Le said nothing but tore Wu Qi’s robe to pieces. After that, she gnashed her teeth and said, “I’ve never done anything that didn’t work out. This is the instruction of the mystic art. Quickly run it together with me, or I’ll lose so much for nothing!”

A mysterious instruction poured into Wu Qi’s spiritual ocean. Meanwhile, he could sense the mass of Yin energy in her growing stronger, so much so that it was about to lose control and explode. With no other choice, he quickly exercised the mystic art, burning his blood essence and soul. Soon, an extremely pure mass of Yang energy began to develop in his abdomen.

When their flesh was tightly joined together, the two masses of energy merged quietly at the point where they were joined. Their bodies shuddered, and then all their energy essence, magic power, spiritual power, as well as the laws of heaven and earth they had comprehended began to rush into the mass of Yin and Yang energy like a tidal wave. Everything communicated and fused with each other, gradually transforming into a mysterious existence.

The mass of Yin and Yang energy returned to the princess’s belly and settled inside her.

Wu Qi coughed out a mouthful of blood, his hands trembling. In just two hours, his cultivation base had fallen directly from the fifth-tier of Divine Gold to the sixth-tier, almost falling back to the realm of Primordial.

“Does it really have to cost so much to have a child? This...is extremely difficult!” He had dropped a tier in the realm of Divine Gold just for an heir. Wu Qi was utterly shocked, and could not decide whether this deal was worthwhile for a long time.

Princess Zhang Le slowly exercised the mystic art and gradually stabilized the mass of Yin and Yang energy in her belly.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes in horror, looking at Wu Qi with tears as she cried out, “Why? Why does it take three eons for our child to be matured and born? Why three eons!”

Wu Qi was speechless, while Princess Zhang Le kept sobbing and sniffling.

“I don’t want to be a paunchy woman for so long!”