Teleport to Save My Son, The Yin Spiritual Root
This day, Qin Changqing finished his cultivation!
He had just stored the Purple Light Flying Sword in his storage bag when the system interface suddenly popped up with a barrage of flashing notifications.
Your son Qin Qipeng has encountered a demon beast attack!
(Repeated x143)
"Has Peng'er fallen into a demon beast nest or something?"
Qin Changqing's heart jolted. He quickly retreated into the house and activated its exclusive protective formation.
Once this formation was up, it was like announcing to everyone that he was focusing on absorbing spirit stones and couldn't be disturbed—not even Guan Zilan would barge in lightly.
Qin Changqing slipped on a prepared black robe, donned a mask to conceal his face, and swiftly opened the system, switching to the teleport interface.
Activating teleport. Target: Qin Qipeng
This teleport will consume 2 years of lifespan.
A beam of white light enveloped Qin Changqing, and in the next instant, he vanished from the spot.
The moment he reappeared, Qin Changqing was deep in the Youyun Mountains.
In the forest, dozens of wolf-like demon beasts surrounded a young boy, spewing wind blades from their mouths while others circled for rear attacks.
This boy was none other than Qin Qipeng. His body was covered in wounds, his spiritual power nearly depleted, yet he stubbornly held on, staying vigilant and hurling spirit talismans to fend off the beasts.
But Qin Changqing could tell Qin Qipeng was at the end of his rope.
"Roar!"
Suddenly, one demon beast lunged from an extremely tricky angle, its savage fangs bared, a blast of scorching flames erupting from its maw.
"It's over!" By the time Qin Qipeng noticed, it was too late to react. A flash of unwillingness crossed his face.
Father, Mother, your son is useless. I'll be your child again in the next life!
Just as he braced for death, a streak of purple light flashed before his eyes.
The pouncing demon beast froze mid-air. Then, its wolf head tumbled from its neck, blood spraying like a fountain.
"Who?! Who saved me?" Qin Qipeng, escaping death, surged with wild joy as he whipped his head around.
There stood a black-robed man encircled by a Purple Light Flying Sword for protection. He pinched a sword art, sending eight more flying swords streaking out like lightning, plunging into the wolf pack.
The wolf pack that had cornered Qin Qipeng was utterly helpless against these purple lights—like slaughtering chickens or sheep, effortless and casual.
Soon, the entire pack lay slaughtered, demon beast corpses littering the ground.
Qin Qipeng stared in shock, the black-robed figure's image towering endlessly in his eyes.
"Thank you, Senior, for saving my life!" Qin Qipeng hurriedly cupped his hands in gratitude.
This black-robed man was naturally Qin Changqing. He gazed at Qin Qipeng for a moment, a pang of heartache hidden behind his mask, but he kept his tone flat. "Your talent is impressive, yet you venture alone into danger? All below Golden Core are mere ants. If you die young before maturing, no genius matters!"
He deliberately altered his voice to sound deep and steady.
His identity had to remain secret—for now, at least, from his children.
Qin Qipeng paused, a flush of shame on his face. "Senior's teachings are noted!"
Qin Changqing had racked his brains over this. His children were all prodigies, but some grew arrogant, courting danger repeatedly. That wouldn't do in this world.
This was the cultivation realm—survival was paramount. Mature first, grow strong, then roam safely.
"Think hard on this. Without my arrival today, what would your fate be? Luck won't always save you! Focus on cultivation—strength is the only truth!"
Qin Changqing pulled several bottles of healing pills from his system space and tossed them to Qin Qipeng—not too many, since he was playing a passing stranger.
"Take the pills. I'll get you out."
Qin Qipeng swallowed them gratefully. "I'll engrave Senior's words in my heart!"
Qin Changqing nodded slightly, gripped Qin Qipeng's shoulder, and activated teleport again.
He chose a safe spot.
White light flashed, and they materialized outside a certain city.
The teleport function allowed distance control from the target.
"We're out already?" Qin Qipeng's eyes bulged in shock!
Was this the legendary void shift?
"Don't tell a soul you met me."
Before he could recover, Qin Changqing teleported once more. White light flashed, and he was gone.
"This senior is insanely powerful!" Qin Qipeng buzzed with excitement. To survive death and meet such a master—it was his fortune.
Qin Changqing reappeared in his Qingyun Mansion home. The protective formation hummed undisturbed, no signs of intrusion.
He stowed the black robe in his system space, replayed the events, and nodded in satisfaction.
"Hope the kid listens and settles down—no more reckless wandering!" Qin Changqing chuckled, shaking his head.
His heart still raced with lingering fear. Good thing he'd prepared ahead, or Qin Qipeng would've been in real peril.
Looks like he'd need to monitor the kids' movements more closely from now on...
Time flew in the cultivation world, a year slipping by.
Among the women sent by Taiqing Sect, those with Earth Spiritual Roots were still pregnant, but the top-grade spiritual root ones had begun delivering heirs.
The very first one shook the sect's upper echelons.
In Taiqing Sect's secret chamber.
With a baby's cry, the hall doors swung open. A female elder emerged, cradling the child.
"A Water-Wood dual-lineage Heavenly Spiritual Root!" Liu Qinghui personally tested the child's aptitude and beamed with uncontainable joy.
The other elders' faces lit with ecstatic grins. No more doubts about Qin Changqing's prowess—they valued him even more.
As for Qin Changqing, he just smiled faintly upon hearing. He'd known the outcome all along, no surprise.
This was merely the start. The top-grade spiritual root women delivered one after another.
Triple-lineage Heavenly Spiritual Roots, quadruple, even a quintuple Heavenly Spiritual Root emerged in succession, leaving Taiqing Sect's leaders stunned and thrilled.
Another year passed.
"Senior Sister, push! The baby's almost here...!"
Several female elders channeled spiritual power to aid Guan Zilan in labor.
"It's a girl!"
At last, the child arrived. Heavenly Dao melodies chimed through the room, accompanied by waves of ethereal fragrance. Everyone gaped at the fleeting Dao pattern on the baby's forehead.
"This is... a Yin Spiritual Root! An actual Yin Spiritual Root!"
The elder holding the child trembled with excitement. "Senior Sister, you've birthed a child of supreme talent—wonderful!!"
Guan Zilan, weak but propping herself up, took the baby into her arms. A tender smile bloomed on her face. "As long as the child's healthy, that's enough."
She knew the child's gifts were extraordinary, but as a new mother, Guan Zilan's concerns went beyond talent—health mattered most.