Wuji strangled the author's neck with his hands: "What he raised belongs to him."
From soul to life, everything can only belong to him.
Mengmeng's cold, X-ray-like eyes made Mengmeng's heart tremble, and she dug her toes tightly (although there was no ground in her consciousness). She hurried to save herself, her mind racing. You have to hug this golden thigh tightly. At the very least, you have to make sure that you have milk to drink and clothes to wear, so that you won't be treated as an evil spirit! So, her heart skipped a beat, her eyes closed, and in the clearest and sweetest voice, she called out the title that she thought could best bind her long-term meal ticket: "Dad!"
"Did you hear that?! Senior brother went shopping for clothes again! This time it was from the age of five to the age of fifteen! A whole ten years!"
"My Dao Ancestor is here! Isn't he only one year old?! Why is he already five years old today?! And he's booked for the next ten years?! What kind of horror story is this?!"
"The Immortal Lord is really a god! This... What kind of magical power is this?! The magic that induces birth?!"
"Could it be that you have understood the law of time? One day in the palace, ten years in the world?"
"So terrifying! Admire! Worship!"
"The one that Immortal Lord raised... Has too much appetite! The alchemy hall's inventory of low-level elixirs is almost at its bottom!"
"How many pills do you need to take in a day? Cultivation doesn't consume so many resources, right? This is not raising a baby, but feeding a mythical beast, right?"
"Could it be that you are practicing some kind of peerless magical power that requires the support of massive amounts of spiritual energy?"
"I admire you! The Immortal Lord is really... Rich in financial resources! His endurance is extraordinary!"
Concept: pure love and romance