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Several hours later, Lu Changsheng opened his eyes and exhaled deeply.

“It’s a bit better than Xiaoqi’s Spiritual Root.”

Through just now’s cultivation, he could sense that his cultivation speed had increased by more than ten percent compared to before.

This meant that this child’s Spiritual Root was better than that of his first child with a Spiritual Root, Lu Xianzhi’s.

But it wasn’t much better.

Lu Changsheng estimated it was still a Lower Grade Spiritual Root, either Eighth Grade or Seventh Grade.

Because of his previous child, Lu Xianzhi’s Spiritual Root, Lu Changsheng already had a general expectation in his heart.

The highest would be an Eighth Grade Spiritual Root.

There was a very good chance that, like him, the father, it was a Ninth Grade Spiritual Root.

“It’s already enough. With this ten percent improvement, plus Xiaoqi’s Spiritual Root boost, my current cultivation speed is nearly reaching that of an Eighth Grade Spiritual Root’s.”

“As long as I have many children, even if they all have Lower Grade Spiritual Roots, the sheer number can lead to a qualitative change.”

“Who knows, my future cultivation speed might even surpass that of the legendary Heavenly Spiritual Root!”

Lu Changsheng muttered to himself, feeling quite delighted.

He didn’t mind too much that this child only had a Lower Grade Spiritual Root.

For him at this point, it was already very good and quite nice that his children had Spiritual Roots at all.

He had no requirements for their grade.

Moreover, once these two children grew up and their Spiritual Roots fully developed, they would bring him no small improvement.

The most important thing was that once the children grew up, they could cultivate and their strength could add to his, their father.

Furthermore, children with Spiritual Roots could eventually marry and have children, also with a chance of having offspring with Spiritual Roots.

This would carry on from generation to generation, representing hope and the future!

Thinking of a future with many children who have Spiritual Roots, all of them successfully cultivating and branching out, Lu Changsheng felt cozy at heart, seeing a wonderful future ahead.

Three days later, Lu Changsheng received another letter.

It was from Hong Yi.

He expressed that as long as Lu Changsheng had a certain number of talismans, he could send a trusted envoy with Spirit Stones to trade at Qingzhu Mountain, showing true sincerity.

After reading the letter, Lu Changsheng pondered for a moment.

He wrote back saying that if Hong Yi could come over in three to four months, he could produce about a hundred talismans by then.

After all, with so much time passed, selling a hundred talismans was not excessive.

Aside from wanting to sell some talismans to make money, Lu Changsheng also thought of using the benefits of the talisman trade to solidify the connection with Hong Yi.

Previously, Hong Yi had mentioned in his letter that he was in charge of certain affairs within the Ruyi Marquis Mansion.

That involved dealing with cultivators, gathering news from the Cultivation World.

Also, he sought people with Spiritual Roots in the secular world through martial artists and folks from the rivers and lakes, as well as cultivational resources and treasures that had been lost to the secular world.

So, Lu Changsheng felt that he might need Hong Yi’s help in the future.

At the very least, he could use Hong Yi to make purchases of cultivational materials and resources, sparing him from going out.

And moreover.

With the growing number of his children, Lu Changsheng also realized a problem.

The speed at which he was having children seemed a bit too fast.

Originally, he thought of sending his children into the secular world when they were over ten years old.

But Lu Changsheng discovered, given the rate at which he was having children, by the time Lu Ping’an, the eldest batch, were over ten years old, he would likely have a total of seventy to eighty, nearly a hundred children.

Having many children was naturally not a problem, with his current conditions, he could support even more.

The issue was that nothing like his situation had ever occurred in Qingzhu Valley.

Some time ago, the steward Lu Bo came to have a talk with him, subtly suggesting that while it was natural to have children, Lu Changsheng should pace himself a bit.

Previously, Lu Yuanding said children should be sent away at six years of age, but staying an additional three to five years, being a bit older, wasn’t a problem.

However, with so many children, he suspected that the Lu Family would most likely not agree to let the children stay in Qingzhu Valley until they were over ten years old.

Hence, Lu Changsheng also thought of solidifying his connection with Hong Yi.

In the future, when sending the children to the secular world, besides relying on the Crimson Whale Gang route of Li Feiyu, he could also ask for Hong Yi’s help and care.

After all, compared to the Crimson Whale Gang, Hong Yi’s connection with the Ruyi Marquis Mansion was clearly more secure.

As for sending children to the Lu Family’s secular branches, Lu Changsheng was rather reluctant.

He worried that his children would be brainwashed while growing up in the Lu Family, indoctrinated with a host of family-related ideologies.

In the blink of an eye, another two months passed.

Lu Changsheng’s eighteenth and nineteenth children were born.

As expected, neither of the children had a Spiritual Root.

After these two children were born, Lu Changsheng felt a great sense of anticipation for the next child who would be born in about a month.

Because that would be his twentieth child.

Based on his guesses about the system’s achievement rewards, the number twenty might trigger an achievement reward from the system.

Enjoying the crisp autumn weather outside, Lu Changsheng took a child in each hand and went for a stroll in the backyard with the two infants in swaddles.

In the yard, his eldest son Lu Ping’an, who was nominally four but actually only three, was playing and running after the Nine Netherhound with a few little ones.

The Nine Netherhound that had been raised for over a year had grown quite a bit.

It was over a foot tall, with fur as black as ink, smooth and shiny like satin, with fearsome fangs emerging from its mouth and a scarlet vertical mark between its eyes that captivated the soul.

Lu Changsheng estimated that even ordinary warriors would not be a match for the Nine Netherhound now.

A demon beast with a Heavenly Grade Bloodline was not to be taken lightly.

However, faced with human toddlers disdained by others, the Nine Netherhound, even with a trace of its True Spirit Bloodline, could only keep fleeing in chaos under their pursuit.

When he saw a human toddler fall, he had to hurry back to help them up.

It was enduring pressures that should not exist at its age.

Compared to Lu Ping’an, the second-born, Lu Wuyu, and his sister Lu Wuyou were much quieter, watching their brother and other siblings run around from the side.

Lu Changsheng, looking at the children playing in the yard, his wives holding infants, his pregnant wives, his lips curled up in a faint smile.

Wasn’t this the kind of life he was after? To cultivate, to spend time with his wives and children, a simple life of leisure, peace, and happiness?

However.

Lu Changsheng was acutely aware that in this world, in these times, this kind of peaceful, happy, and beautiful life was as fragile as a bubble, ready to burst at a touch.

Strength was needed to protect this tranquility and beauty.

“So, I must strive to protect this peaceful and beautiful life, to make our future ever better.”

Lu Changshsheng whispered to himself.

In the blink of an eye, another month went by.

The twentieth child that Lu Changsheng had been eagerly awaiting was finally born.

When this child was born, there was still no movement of the Spiritual Root.

But the system notification he had been anticipating chimed in his mind.

[Congratulations to the host for having twenty children, you have gained one lottery draw chance!]

“It really didn’t let me down with the wait!”

Lu Changsheng was delighted upon hearing this system notification.

After settling down his child, Lu Changsheng went to his study to start his fifth lottery draw.

“System, I want to draw.”

Lu Changsheng silently intoned.

Immediately, the familiar lottery wheel materialized before his eyes.

“I wonder if I can draw a Cultivation Method this time?”

Lu Changsheng looked at the lottery wheel, hoping in his heart.

At this stage, what he wanted most was a good Cultivation Method.

After all, great buildings rise from the ground; one’s foundation must be solidly laid.

If there were a good Cultivation Method, he could advance to a higher level both in terms of his foundation and his cultivation speed.

It would certainly be better than this trashy Returning Origin Technique.

Lu Changsheng was very worried that once his Cultivation Realm grew higher, he would suffer from an unstable, unsolid foundation because his initial technique was so lousy, hindering his progress compared to others with more robust foundations.

Without indulging in wild and fanciful thoughts, Lu Changsheng took a deep breath and declared, “Start the lottery draw!”

Instantly, the pale red wheel shimmered with golden light and began spinning rapidly.

A moment later, the golden glow slowed down, and under Lu Changsheng’s expectant gaze, it stopped on the space for a Cultivation Technique.