Facing Pan Linglong's palm strike, Jiang Ning's expression drastically changed.
Ten Heavenly Sanctuaries opened!
He unleashed the Grand Dao Divine Power, 'Chaos Heavenly Bell'.
Instantly, a golden, radiant bell enveloped Jiang Ning.
Boom~
A deafening sound reverberated.
Pan Linglong's palm directly shattered the golden bell.
However, it also blocked her attack. Jiang Ning wasn't severely injured, only retreating a short distance with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.
"You actually blocked my palm?"
Pan Linglong revealed an incredulous expression, staring at Jiang Ning in disbelief.
Although it was just a casual palm strike from her.
Even ordinary Dao Ancestors wouldn't be able to easily block it.
Yet, Jiang Ning blocked her attack, only suffering minor injuries.
"Your Grace, Yaoji, now that you're pregnant with my child, why must we fight to the death?"
Jiang Ning frowned, speaking with some displeasure.
He didn't want to be enemies with Pan Linglong and harm her.
After all, she carried his child within her womb.
As a soon-to-be father, Jiang Ning was incredibly excited.
"Hmph." Pan Linglong coldly snorted, "How could my Pan Ancestor bloodline be sullied?"
"Don't even think about me acknowledging you as the child's father."
"I will do everything in my power to refine the孽种 (evil seed) within my womb. The Pan Ancestor's bloodline cannot be tainted by anyone."
The Pan Ancestor's bloodline was the supreme faith of the Pan Ancestor's descendants, deeply ingrained within their bones.
They would never allow any defilement.
Otherwise, Pan Linglong might have considered marrying Jiang Ning.
Although Jiang Ning was only a Celestial Emperor, his combat prowess was heaven-defying, comparable to a Dao Ancestor, with limitless potential.
In terms of status and strength, there wasn't much difference.
Hearing this, Jiang Ning's face turned ashen, his fists clenched tightly.
Abort his child?
This was something he would never allow.
No one was allowed to bully his child.
Jiang Ning was ruthless and decisive in killing enemies.
But, he was extremely doting and protective of his family.
"You believe my bloodline defiles your Pan Ancestor's bloodline?"
Jiang Ning said with a chilling tone.
"Indeed. In this Immortal Realm, anyone's bloodline is a defilement to our Pan Ancestor's bloodline."
"My bloodline inheritance must maintain its purity, only relying on absorbing the essence of heaven, earth, sun, and moon to nurture the next generation."
"Therefore, you, the defiler, must die."
Pan Linglong said with a firm tone.
At this moment, a giant axe floated above her head, pointing towards Jiang Ning.
Clearly, she was planning to get serious.
"Is the Pan Ancestor's bloodline so amazing?"
"Give me time, and I will surely surpass the Pan Ancestor."
Pan Linglong's words ignited Jiang Ning's competitive spirit, and he spoke with domineering confidence.
"Heh."
As soon as Jiang Ning said this, Pan Linglong sneered dismissively.
Although Jiang Ning's talent was rare throughout the ages, wanting to surpass the Pan Ancestor was absolutely impossible.
The Pan Ancestor was an existence that the beings of the Immortal Realm could never surpass.
"You mustn't speak such arrogant and boastful words."
"You can't even defeat me. Surpassing the Pan Ancestor is just wishful thinking."
Pan Linglong laughed mockingly.
"How many years have you cultivated? And how many years have I cultivated?"
"As long as you give me a little time, I will be able to defeat you."
Jiang Ning said with a gloomy expression.
He was only a little bit away from breaking through.
"Haha."
Pan Linglong laughed loudly, her eyes turning icy cold.
"You want to delay time? To make me not kill you?"
"Your provocation is of no use to me."
Pan Linglong believed she had seen through Jiang Ning's tricks and naturally wouldn't fall for them.
"No need for long, give me a hundred years, and I can defeat you."
"I wonder if you are willing to give me a hundred years."
"A hundred years later, I, Jiang Ning, will definitely defeat you, Your Grace Yaoji, a dignified Dao Proving expert!"
"At that time, I will prove that I have the potential to surpass the Pan Ancestor and have not defiled the Pan Ancestor's bloodline. You will obediently be my woman and give birth to my child."
Jiang Ning's eyes burst forth with a dazzling light, his voice loud and clear, resounding throughout the entire area.
If it weren't for the child, he wouldn't want to have anything to do with this woman.
But now that there was a child, Jiang Ning had no other choice but to suppress this woman with his strength and make her obediently be his wife.
"Jiang Ning, I advise you not to use delaying tactics."
"You could leave the Linglong Dojo, hide in the Bodhi Dao Ancestor's dojo, and not show up after a hundred years. I won't be able to find you."
Pan Linglong refused.
No one in the Immortal Realm could find the Bodhi Dao Ancestor's dojo.
"I'm not going anywhere. I'll just stay in the Linglong Holy Land and cultivate in seclusion."
"A hundred years is just the blink of an eye for you Dao Ancestors."
"What? Don't you have the confidence to keep me in the Linglong Great World? Are you worried that I'll run away?"
Jiang Ning sneered.
After pondering for a moment, Pan Linglong finally nodded.
"Alright, I'll let you cultivate for a hundred years. Then, I'll let you die content."
"Don't be too confident. It's absolutely impossible to reach my level in a hundred years."
"However, if you can really defeat me, I will marry you and give birth to the child."
Pan Linglong said coldly.
The higher the cultivation, the more exponentially the difficulty of improving increased.
She absolutely did not believe he could catch up to her in such a short time as a hundred years.
"Then we'll wait and see."
"You just obediently be my woman and give birth to the child."
Jiang Ning sneered.
This kind of proud and aloof woman needed to be suppressed beneath him with overwhelming strength.
Only then could he completely conquer her heart.
...
After making the hundred-year agreement with Pan Linglong, Jiang Ning left the back garden.
Jiang Yunhe walked up and quickly asked, "Brother, how did your talk with Master go?"
Jiang Ning smiled slightly, "You just obediently wait for a hundred years and let Your Grace Yaoji be your sister-in-law."
"Ah?"
Jiang Yunhe was taken aback.
Her brother was going to marry her master?
This news was too explosive.
As for her relationship as a disciple with Yaoji, it didn't have any impact.
In the cultivation world, it was common for masters and disciples to become Dao partners.
Moreover, Your Grace Yaoji was just her master and didn't have much of a relationship with her brother.
"Brother, you must do your best."
"Master is a descendant of the Pan Ancestor, the most beautiful and unparalleled goddess in this Immortal Realm."
"Hehe, only Master is worthy of my brother."
Jiang Yunhe became very happy.
She didn't know the reason for Jiang Ning and thought that her master had taken a fancy to her brother.
After all, her brother was a peerless and unprecedented genius.
Which woman wouldn't be moved by him?
If it weren't for their sibling relationship, Jiang Yunhe would only marry her brother.
"Don't worry, your master won't be able to escape becoming your sister-in-law."
Jiang Ning patted Jiang Yunhe's fragrant shoulder and smiled slightly.
Now that she was pregnant with his child, Jiang Ning naturally couldn't let her escape.
However... Jiang Ning suddenly felt a little sorry towards Wang Youning.
Of course, this was because Jiang Ning had the mindset of an Earthling, so he felt guilty.
In this different world, which powerful man didn't have hundreds, thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of women?
The stronger the cultivator, the smaller the probability of giving birth to offspring.
In order to give birth to more of his descendants, he could only sow widely and harvest thinly, marrying more wives to breed.
In addition, Immortals had long lifespans, and there were many Immortals who married thousands or tens of thousands of wives.
PS: Finally done with being low-key, now I'm starting to dominate everywhere and suppress the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths!
