Question Her, Understand Her, Become Her
Half a moment later, Guan Zilan finally recovered from her shock. "The man inside... he's the father?"
Huang Miaoying gave a slight nod.
At that moment, Qin Changqing inside the room also noticed the commotion outside. A child came rushing in excitedly. "Daddy! Two super pretty fairy sisters showed up outside!"
How pretty is super pretty? What kind of women hasn't your dad seen? Making such a big fuss!
Qin Changqing stepped out of the house. His eyes immediately locked onto Huang Miaoying, who was walking at the front. When his gaze fell on the child in her arms, he smiled and cupped his hands. "Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Huang, on giving birth to such a fine heir."
He felt a spark of genuine joy inside.
Another heaven-defying talent among his children—this meant his own cultivation would advance even faster from here on out.
Huang Miaoying merely gave a soft "mm" in response before stepping aside to let Guan Zilan through.
"You're Qin Changqing?" Guan Zilan looked him up and down, her furrowed brows easing just a fraction.
Qin Changqing did cut a fine figure at the moment. Dressed in a flowing white robe, he wore a warm smile, a book tucked under one arm, exuding an air of refined elegance and scholarly poise.
But his cultivation... only the second layer of Qi Refining?!
Guan Zilan was secretly stunned.
How could the father of a child with such heaven-defying talent be a mere Qi Refining cultivator?
She had assumed Huang Miaoying's dao companion would be at least a Golden Core cultivator—someone worthy of her.
Refusing to believe it, she unleashed her full divine sense to probe him. The result was the same: second layer of Qi Refining, nothing special about it.
Little did she know, with his system bolstering him, not even a Nascent Soul True Lord like her could easily see through him—let alone an immortal.
Of course, even if she could, Qin Changqing's current level would still look the same in her eyes.
"That's me."
Qin Changqing was sizing up Guan Zilan too—and yeah, the kid hadn't exaggerated. She was... gorgeously beautiful!
Her features were like a painting come to life, her cloud-like hair pinned high to reveal a swan-like neck of flawless white. She wore a flowing purple gown that accentuated her tall, curvaceous figure. Her aura was ethereal and refined, yet edged with an aggressive sharpness.
A faint furrow in her dark brows carried an intimidating presence that inspired awe.
Qin Changqing's eyes lit up. A woman like this was a first for him. To be honest... his dao heart stirred.
But he could tell from her eyes that, young as she looked, she had vast experience. Not someone easily fooled.
In the world of immortals, age never showed on the face.
"If you two have business here, let's talk inside. It's too noisy out here with all the kids running around."
Qin Changqing led them toward the inner courtyard.
"You're saying he's the father?" Guan Zilan sent another uncertain transmission.
Huang Miaoying gave a feeble "mm."
"Tell me— what's so special about this guy? How could you, of all people, fall for a mere Qi Refining scrub? And what's with all these kids? How the hell did he pull that off?!"
"Master, his physique is... unique. He absorbs spiritual energy and stores it in his kidneys. Any woman who joins with him will conceive children of extraordinary talent. Most of the kids here are from him and mortal women—they have superior spiritual roots. With a woman who has spiritual roots, it's top-grade. The better her talent, the higher the child's potential..."
At this point, there was no hiding it. Huang Miaoying spilled everything about Qin Changqing's special ability.
Guan Zilan still struggled to believe it, but the proof was right there—the kids in the courtyard, and Huang Miaoying's own Azure Marrow Chill Physique. She had no choice but to accept the truth.
"Mortal women give superior roots... low-grade root women give top-grade roots..." Guan Zilan murmured to herself, utterly shocked. The light in her eyes grew brighter by the second.
Her own heart began to heat up.
She had an Earth Spiritual Root. Pairing with Qin Changqing... wouldn't that produce talent even surpassing the Azure Marrow Chill Physique?
The thought made her gaze toward Qin Changqing burn with intensity.
Both Qin Changqing and Huang Miaoying noticed the shift in her expression.
Huang Miaoying sighed inwardly. It had to happen.
Qin Changqing was used to this kind of turnaround.
From his experience, women always went through the same arc: "Absolutely impossible," "This can't be real," "If it were me...," "Maybe I should give it a shot," all the way to "I want a few more with him."
Huang Miaoying pouted to herself. Master went from questioning me, to understanding me, to wanting to become me... all in less than a day.
Different women, same transformation!
By now, Guan Zilan understood Huang Miaoying completely. Who could resist this temptation? What woman wouldn't crave a few peerless-genius heirs?
She'd never sought a dao companion and had no interest in one. But children... yeah, she could go for that.
The delay had been finding the right match—and worries over bloodline quality. She didn't want to outlive her own kids.
Most cultivators faced the same dilemma: breed endlessly or not at all.
But Qin Changqing offered a perfect solution.
An irresistible one.
It's him! Him! HIM!
"Miaoying, step out for a bit. Your master needs to discuss something with Fellow Daoist Changqing."
Guan Zilan cleared her throat lightly.
"M-Master..."
"Out!"
Guan Zilan snapped in a low voice.
Huang Miaoying slunk away, shooting back a look full of resentment.
Qin Changqing's heart jolted. This stunning woman was Huang Miaoying's master?
He'd heard her story before. Her master was an elder of the Taiqing Sect—a Nascent Soul powerhouse!
No wonder she carried herself with such authority.
Facing a cultivator of this caliber for the first time, even Qin Changqing proceeded with caution.
"Is there a quiet spot?" Guan Zilan asked hesitantly.
Qin Changqing gestured. "If you don't mind, please come inside, Fairy."
Guan Zilan nodded. She showed no displeasure at his bold use of "Fairy."
She's hooked, Qin Changqing thought, a subtle thrill running through him. That little address had been a test.
Sure enough, the moment they entered the quiet chamber, Guan Zilan waved her hand to lay down a barrier. Then she cut straight to it. "Can you guarantee conception on the first try?"
As a high-level cultivator, she knew well how hard pregnancy was. The higher the realm, the tougher it got.
There was even a Nascent Soul couple in the Taiqing Sect who'd tried for centuries without success.
Qin Changqing blinked in surprise, then nearly chuckled. Just say you want it—why beat around the bush?
They were standing face-to-face. What was the point of all the hemming and hawing?
Still, he got it. A figure of her stature couldn't just throw caution to the wind.
"I can't guarantee it outright," Qin Changqing said honestly, "but so far, I haven't missed once. It's basically a sure thing."
He wasn't about to oversell it.
"How many so far?" Guan Zilan pressed.
"Can't say exactly—over two hundred, I think."
Guan Zilan snorted coldly, her tone laced with sarcasm. "Quite the number."
Qin Changqing sighed. "My cultivation is lowly. I'm just a live-in son-in-law, forced to bow under someone else's roof. I had no choice."
Guan Zilan's expression softened. She understood his plight now—but she still smirked. "Not all of them were forced, surely."
Qin Changqing grinned. "Of course not. If I met someone like you, Fairy—nation-toppling beauty, peerless allure—that would be my fortune."
A flush crept across Guan Zilan's cheeks. "Don't talk nonsense. I never said I..."