After several decades, Chen Sheng's five beloved wives successively gave birth to offspring, each carrying for more than twenty-five years.
Although they couldn't surpass Chen Sheng's record of birth, nor did they inherit his Half-Saint bloodline, each offspring was a genius, bearing a Celestial Grade Top Bloodline, and was born as a Tier Three Demon King.
The birth of the five offspring was like five heavy bombs, causing a great stir in the Demon Court of the Great Wilderness.
Celestial Grade Top Bloodline—in the noble Golden-winged Roc Race, it is quite rare.
The last one with such talent was the elder daughter of the Demon Venerable, who is now a peerless Great Demon Emperor!
Chen Sheng's five offspring with such qualifications are undoubtedly seeds of a Great Demon Emperor.
The Demon Race always values bloodline the most; such astonishing results made the clan leaders of hundreds of tribes within the Demon Court unable to sit still.
The clan leader of the Nine Spirits Lion Race was the first to convene the Demon Emperor level elders within the clan for discussion.
Now that the offspring of the Roc Emperor all possess Celestial Grade Top Bloodline, if they could form an alliance through marriage, the status of the Nine Spirits Lion Race would definitely ascend to a new level in the future.
The Great Demon Emperor of the North Sea Demon Flood Dragon Race directly gathered the clan's youths, selecting talented women from within, ready to send them to the Roc Imperial Palace at any time.
Powerful, closely connected tribes like the Five Elements Peacock Race even directly approached the Peacock Emperor and the Peng Demon Emperor, hoping they could mediate the union.
The Peacock Emperor looked at the clan leaders who came to propose marriage and said with a smile:
"The offspring of Huan'Er all bear Celestial Grade Top Bloodline, destined to be figures at the Great Demon Emperor level in the future. It's understandable you have such intentions."
"However, Huan'Er's current status is noble, and the clan already has Ling'Er; adding more people is not so easy."
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Weaker tribes without a Demon Emperor considered Chen Sheng's offspring as their hope for clan rejuvenation; they did not seek Celestial Grade Top Bloodline, even a Celestial Grade Bloodline was considered a Demon Emperor seed.
They united and collectively wrote memorials, requesting Golden Feather Demon Venerable to continue selecting imperial consorts for Chen Sheng.
These memorials were delivered to the desk of Golden Feather Demon Venerable like snowflakes, each stamped with the seal of different clans, filled with eagerness and anticipation.
Some tribes detailed in the memorial the talented women in the clan, even attaching portraits of the females.
Golden Feather Demon Venerable looked at these memorials, a joyful smile appearing on his face:
"When I first ascended to the position of Demon Venerable, the Great Wilderness Demon Race was fragmented; several major strong tribes fought for territory for over a thousand years. The Great Wilderness Dragon Race even occupied the seas, unwilling to heed the orders of the Demon Court."
"If I hadn't used my bloodline as a lead and formed alliances with the Peacock Race and Celestial Wolf Race, and if my Divinity Transformation power hadn't intimidated the tribes, the Demon Court would have long since fallen apart."
Saying this, a hint of regret crossed his heart:
"But my offspring are few, I ultimately couldn't bind all tribes to the Demon Court completely. Now that Huan'Er's offspring all have Celestial Grade Top Bloodline, this is the best opportunity."
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On this day, Golden Feather Demon Venerable summoned Chen Sheng in the main hall.
On the golden throne within the hall, Golden Feather Demon Venerable wore a royal robe embroidered with the pattern of a Golden-Winged Roc, his presence vaguely merged with heaven and earth, exuding a dignified and profound aura.
The entire hall was filled with a sense of oppression, and the Golden Armor Roc Guard outside held their breath, daring not to make the slightest movement.
Chen Sheng now had a beard, his hair bound up with a Profound Jade Crown, exuding a steady and deep aura.
"Huan'Er, you're here."
Golden Feather Demon Venerable smiled warmly, his eyes full of comfort: "Sit down."
Chen Sheng sat down as instructed, his gaze sweeping over the pile of memorials on the table, already understanding the purpose of the summon.
Golden Feather Demon Venerable picked up a memorial from the table, handed it to Chen Sheng:
"Take a look, this is the memorial from the Nine Spirits Lion Race, and this one, from the Demon Flood Dragon Race, they are willing to offer Princess Ao as a concubine."
"Now each tribe wishes to form an alliance with you through marriage. At this rate, your supporters will be spread throughout the Demon Court, and I won't need to worry anymore."
This was said almost humorously, yet Golden Feather Demon Venerable's voice carried a hint of ease.
He recalled his previous plan—originally intending, in the time to come, to gradually establish Chen Sheng's prestige within the Demon Court, thus allowing for a smooth transition of power.
While he was around, there was no issue for the Demon Court, but should he ever leave, whether Chen Sheng could maintain stability in the Demon Court was always his concern.
The major strong tribes of the Demon Court were not easy to deal with; they too had Divinity Transformation backing. Even Golden Feather Demon Venerable dared not push them too far.
But unexpectedly, Chen Sheng found a unique path—becoming the Father of Myriad Phenomena Beasts!
The more Golden Feather Demon Venerable thought about it, the more feasible it seemed; perhaps this was the best way for the transitional phase.
He stood up, the hem of his golden robe dragging out long traces on the floor, each step causing the tiles within the hall to seem to tremble slightly.
As he walked in front of Chen Sheng, he patted the latter's shoulder, the mighty demon power from his palm conveying an elder's acknowledgment of the younger generation:
"Once your offspring through the alliances with the tribes are born, they will become the strongest bond, uniting the entire Demon Court for a long time to come."
"You must understand, a strong fortress is often conquered from within. As long as the internal stability of the Demon Court is maintained, those external threats are of little concern."
The Three Elements Dao Sect has the backing to contend with the Celestial Venerable of Divinity Transformation, let alone the major strong tribes within the Demon Court; as long as the internal stability of the Demon Court is maintained, even if a few Celestial Venerables of Divinity Transformation from the Human Race arise, they are irrelevant.
Chen Sheng listened to Golden Feather Demon Venerable's words, deep in thought, constantly weighing the pros and cons in his mind.
A moment later, he nodded slightly, a hint of steadiness flashing in his eyes:
"What the great-grandfather said is very true. However, regarding the selection of the Imperial Consort, I think it would be better to gradually release a few slots."
"Rarity is valuable; if we hastily expand the harem, it might cause unnecessary disputes that could be detrimental to the stability of the Demon Court."
He paused, then continued:
"For weaker clans, allying with me through marriage is naturally a great opportunity. But for stronger clans, if I accept too many women from weaker clans at once, they might feel threatened and become dissatisfied."
"Therefore, I believe the slots for the Imperial Consort should initially go to the stronger clans. Once the Demon Court stabilizes in the future, we can then gradually accept women from weaker clans."
The Golden Feather Demon Venerable's eyes lit up with appreciation upon hearing Chen Sheng's words. He nodded with a smile:
"Wise indeed, with such considerations, I am even more assured. The future of the Demon Court, in your hands, will not go wrong."
Saying this, the Golden Feather Demon Venerable picked up the Vermilion Brush from the table, lightly pointed at a memorial, and a golden demonic power merged into the memorial:
"Since you already have a plan, I will first settle on two women from the Nine Spirits Lion Race and the Demon Flood Dragon for you. Later on, you can choose an Imperial Consort from other strong clans."
Chen Sheng rose and saluted, "Thank you, great-grandfather."
The Golden Feather Demon Venerable waved his hand, his face full of smiles:
"No need for formalities between us. Now that you have matured, I entrust the future of the Demon Court to you."
After leaving the Golden Feather Hall, a golden light flickered around Chen Sheng, and his figure merged into the void. In less than the time it takes an incense stick to burn, he appeared above the Roc Imperial Palace.
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Before landing, he could hear the commotion inside the palace—children's laughter, women's helpless reprimands, and the sound of tables and chairs colliding.
Chen Sheng's Divine Sense scanned the scene, and the sight before him immediately made him furrow his brows.
The carpet originally spread on the floor was pulled into disarray, stained with many colorful peacock feathers, and several areas were soaked with water stains.
The bright yellow brocade hanging from the beams was half draping on the floor, half still entwined around the beams, and the tables and chairs inside the hall were toppled over, with jade bottles and porcelain bowls shattered across the ground, tea water splattering over the fragments.
The five lovely wives had lost their usual elegance at this moment.
Luan Ning wore the unique Flowing Cloud Skirt of the Cyan Simurgh Race, its hem stained with dust, and the cyan imprints on her forehead glowing faintly due to her worry.
Hu Qing was dressed in a white Fox Fur Skirt, the fox fur on its hem slightly rumpled. She frowned, her snow-white fox tail flicking agitatedly behind her.
Kong Ling, in a peacock blue long dress, helplessly gathered the scattered peacock feathers on the ground using the Five Elements Techniques.
Her son, Peng Xuan, was placing feathers on his head, mimicking a peacock displaying its tail, circling around the hall, occasionally letting out "giggling" laughter.
Ao Rou, in a light blue Dragon Pattern Skirt, was surrounded by a faint veil of water vapor. She looked at her son, Peng Yao, using Water Demonic Power to soak the curtains, her face full of helplessness.
Peng Yao manipulated small streams of water to douse the curtains, increasing the flow to drench them completely at times, while at others, it drizzled gently like rain, leaving the hall in disarray.
Lang Yue stood with hands on her hips, her gaze as sharp as a knife, but when her son Peng Lie dashed before her, acting spoiled, her gaze softened instantly.
Peng Lie was tossing Celestial Wolf Race beast skin cushions all over, occasionally using Demonic Power to lift a cushion into the air, making it flutter and fly.
Hu Qing's voice carried a touch of helplessness:
"Peng Xiao! Stop running! Put the hairpin down!"
Beside him, Peng Yao was not to be outdone. Seeing Peng Xiao running joyfully, he manipulated water streams to splash at Peng Xiao.
Peng Xuan, Peng Che, and Peng Lie were not idle either, the three children gathered together, competing with their demonic auras.
The aura of Tier Three Demon Kings fluctuated unsteadily within them, shaking the surrounding tables and chairs slightly and scattering the fragments on the tables once more.
"Mother, you're all so weak, you can't catch me at all."
As he ran, Peng Xiao turned back and made a face at Hu Qing, the hairpin in his hand gleaming in the sunlight.
The five lovely wives exchanged helpless glances.
The strength they held within their clans was not considered weak, but facing these children, who were born as Tier Three Demon Kings and influenced by the Golden-Winged Roc bloodline, they were unable to maintain order.
They couldn't possibly resort to using Magical Treasures or Divine Techniques against their own children.
Moreover, the bloodline power of the Golden-Winged Roc Race within their children was too domineering, making them naturally naughtier and more vigorous than ordinary demon race children, with seemingly endless energy.
Standing at the door, Chen Sheng's aura instantly sank, an invisible pressure enveloping the great hall.
The hall, bustling moments ago, quieted down noticeably, and the children's movements subconsciously came to a halt.
Peng Xiao held the hairpin, staring blankly at Chen Sheng, the smile on his face freezing, while Peng Yao hurriedly retracted his Water Demonic Power, lowering his head, not daring to meet Chen Sheng's gaze.
Peng Xuan, Peng Che, and Peng Lie also ended their competition, standing still with furtive glances.
Yet, the quiet lasted only a moment before Peng Xiao's eyes twinkled, figuring that Chen Sheng would not really punish him. He raised the hairpin again and shouted:
"Father, look at the treasure I found! This hairpin is so pretty!" He still wanted to continue running around.
Chen Sheng's gaze turned stern, and as he lifted his right hand, Yin Yang Qi emerged in the void, forming a giant hand, reaching toward Peng Xiao.
It was none other than his Void Yin-Yang Grand Capture, cultivated by merging Yin Yang Void Power, its power boundless. At this moment, he used only a fraction of its force, yet it was enough to subdue Peng Xiao.
Before Peng Xiao could react, the Yin Yang Hand grabbed the back of his collar and lifted him up.
Peng Xiao immediately resembled a chick being picked up by the neck, flailing his limbs, shouting, "Father, let me go! I still want to play!"
No matter how he struggled, he couldn't break free from the grasp of the Yin Yang Hand.
Chen Sheng walked step by step into the hall, his voice carrying natural authority:
"You mischievous child, daring to cause trouble with such abandon, and even stealing your mother's hairpin. Today, you must be properly disciplined!"
He brought Peng Xiao into the hall, his gaze sweeping around until it fell on a vine in the corner.
The vine was made from the unique Five Void Wood of the Yin Yang Grotto Heaven, entirely black, with a faint swirl of Yin Yang Qi around it.
This vine was extremely resilient. Combined with Chen Sheng's Yin-Yang Power, it would cause the children some discomfort but would not truly harm them. It was specifically used to discipline mischievous young ones in the clan.
Chen Sheng bent down to pick up the vine and flicked it lightly, producing a "whoosh" sound in the air.
Looking at Peng Xiao, he spoke solemnly, "Do you understand your mistake?"
Frightened by the sound of the vine, Peng Xiao's tears immediately welled up in his eyes, but he remained stubborn: "I didn't do anything wrong! I just wanted to play..."
"Still daring to say you did nothing wrong?"
Chen Sheng raised his hand, and the vine landed gently on Peng Xiao's bottom.
Though the force wasn't heavy, the unique chill of the Five Void Wood spread through the vine into Peng Xiao's body, making him cry out in pain:
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"Father, I'm wrong! I won't dare to do it again! I'll return the hairpin to mother and stop causing trouble!"
Seeing Peng Xiao being disciplined, the other four children immediately became obedient.
Peng Yao quickly went to Ao Rou's side, tugging at her clothes and softly apologizing, "Mother, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have wet the curtains."
Peng Xuan also removed the peacock feather from his head and handed it to Kong Ling.
Peng Che went over to Luan Ning, helping to tidy up the silk on the ground, his small hands tugging hard at the silk, trying to straighten it.
Peng Lie obediently picked up the animal fur mats on the ground, stacking them neatly, and after finishing, he flashed a pleasing smile at Lang Yue.
The five wives all heaved a sigh of relief at this sight.
Hu Qing walked over to Chen Sheng, looking at the still sobbing Peng Xiao, and softly said:
"Alright, he knows he's wrong, so stop punishing him."
Chen Sheng nodded, put down the vine, and handed Peng Xiao over to Hu Qing.
As soon as Peng Xiao fell into Hu Qing's arms, he clung tightly to her neck, burying his head and sobbing as if he had suffered the greatest grievance in the world.
Chen Sheng looked around at everyone, and spoke in a deep voice:
"You are all descendants of the Golden-winged Roc Race, with the most noble bloodline running through your veins. How can you be so unruly?"
"From today, you will all go to the Yin Yang Grotto Heaven for secluded cultivation, so that the Peng Hai Elders can properly educate you on what discipline is."
Upon hearing this, the children's faces turned instantly pale.
They had been to the Yin Yang Grotto Heaven with Chen Sheng before and had witnessed with their own eyes how the Peng Hai Elders disciplined disobedient young ones in the clan, leaving a shadow in their hearts to this day.
"Father, I don't want to go to the Yin Yang Grotto Heaven!"
Peng Xiao lifted his head from Hu Qing's arms, his eyes red, and said with a crying voice.
The other four children also nodded, their faces full of fear, yet they didn't dare to defy Chen Sheng's words.
Seeing their expressions, Chen Sheng felt secretly pleased: "These little rascals finally know what fear is."
He remained true to his word, and with a flick of his finger, a light gate appeared in the void, its door inscribed with complex Yin Yang patterns, the entrance to the Yin Yang Grotto Heaven.
With a wave of his sleeve, the Yin Yang Qi, together with Void Shifting, enveloped the five children, and with a gentle motion, sent them into the Yin Yang Grotto Heaven.
Then, Chen Sheng's Divine Sense entered the Yin Yang Grotto Heaven, finding the Peng Hai Elder who was teaching in the academy:
"Please, Elder, take care of these little ones and educate them well."
The Peng Hai Elder's Divine Sense soon replied, with a hint of amusement: "Rest assured, leave them to me. I guarantee they'll be obedient."
He turned to look at the five children who suddenly appeared at the academy's entrance, and his previously kindly face instantly showed a "big villain" expression.
Even little rascals fear big villains; he loved educating these mischievous juniors.
After dealing with the children, Chen Sheng turned to the five wives.
They were still a bit worried, clearly concerned about the children facing hardships in the Yin Yang Grotto Heaven.
Chen Sheng went over and gently held Luan Ning's hand, smiling to comfort them:
"Don't worry, Elder Peng Hai is mindful and won't truly hurt them. Toughening the little ones will benefit their future cultivation."
Luan Ning nodded, leaning against Chen Sheng, softly saying, "I know, but I still can't help but worry."
The other wives also gathered around, each finding a corner to lean on, forming a warm picture surrounding Chen Sheng.
Chen Sheng led them to the inner hall's bed, covered with soft fox fur cushions, with some exquisite pillows on top.
He let the five wives sit on the bed, and he sat in the middle, wrapping an arm around their shoulders, softly saying:
"These days have been hard on you, looking after these five little ones surely took a lot of effort."
Hu Qing leaned in his arms, softly laughing, "Not hard at all. Watching them grow day by day brings happiness. But they are too mischievous, and the five of us together can barely manage."
Kong Ling also nodded in agreement: "Yes, especially Peng Xiao, he's the most mischievous, often making a mess of the hall."
Chen Sheng chuckled, lowering his head to plant a kiss on Hu Qing's forehead, then kissing each of the other wives' foreheads in turn.
In the following days, the Roc Imperial Palace was quieter without the children's ruckus, filled with warmth and intimacy. Chen Sheng spent every day with the five wives, enjoying rare peaceful moments at Wushan.
Several days later, one morning, those who had been sleeping embraced woke up in succession.
Chen Sheng gently stroked Hu Qing's fox tail, smiling as he said:
"There's something I want to discuss with you. Recently, the ancestor and I talked about taking in women from various clans into the palace to solidify the Demon Court's stability."
"I plan to first choose two Imperial Consorts from the powerful clans. What do you think?"
Upon hearing this, the five wives showed no dissatisfaction on their faces; instead, they displayed understanding smiles.
Luan Ning was the first to speak:
"This is a good thing. It can stabilize the Demon Court and also ensure our family's bloodline thrives. I support you."
Hu Qing also nodded: "Yes, having a few more sisters is good."
Kong Ling, Ao Rou, and Lang Yue all expressed their agreement.
Ao Rou even smiled and said, "I come from the Dragon Race. If women from the Dragon Race branches join the palace, I can help care for them more, helping them integrate quickly."
Lang Yue also said, "I can also return to my clan to reassure them and make them feel at ease."
Chen Sheng, looking at his considerate wives, felt full of emotion.
He laughed heartily and embraced them, saying, "With wives like you, what more could a husband wish for? Marrying you all is the greatest fortune of my life."
The five wives leaned against Chen Sheng, feeling a bit helpless—Chen Sheng's cultivation in the Path of Yin Yang was unfathomably powerful, and even together, the five of them couldn't compare to him.
Especially in the bedroom, they found it difficult to endure Chen Sheng's strength. Now, having a few more sisters to share the burden was indeed a good thing for them.
Several days later, the Golden Feather Demon Venerable decreed, appointing Shi Yao of the Nine Spirits Lion Race and Ao Lin of the Demon Flood Dragon Race as Roc Imperial Consorts, choosing an auspicious day for their palace entry.
The news brought joy to the Great Wilderness Demon Court, with various clans sending congratulations. The Demon Court's stability thus became even more secure.
Meanwhile, Chen Sheng's five wives, as agreed, returned to their clans to reassure the elders, drawing the hearts of the people towards Chen Sheng, for they had birthed offspring with Celestial Grade Top Bloodline, which gave them the utmost assurance.