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Boom, boom, boom...

In the silent starry sky, Yan Qingshan, who had been sitting alone, was stirred by a rumble of thunder. The commotion this time was simply too great, enough to disturb even him.

Yan Qingshan slowly opened his eyes. Before him were several little ones propping up their chubby cheeks as they watched him. They were the younger children who had long since finished cultivating, all gathered around their father like attentive little cotton-padded jackets, standing guard for him.

"Daddy, you're awake!"

Little Treasure, who had already begun to show the looks of a devastating little beauty, immediately curved her eyes into crescents when she saw her beloved father awaken. With a twist, she pounced into his warm embrace.

"Treasure, you're cheating."

"That's right, that's right. We agreed to see who Daddy would hold first."

"Daddy, I want a hug too."

Little Treasure had seized Yan Qingshan's embrace first, naturally drawing protests from all her sisters. The younger little ones followed suit, and before long, Yan Qingshan's palms, shoulders, neck, and head... were all covered with little children clinging to him.

Yan Qingshan was truly helpless. There were too many little princesses to spoil. He could not split himself into more than a dozen pieces, and if he created avatars, these little ones had sharp noses. The older ones might be fine with it, but the younger few would start making a fuss immediately.

He did not dare use too much force, much less shake them off. Although the little ones were all fairly accomplished cultivators, if he threw them aside, it would be their fragile little hearts that needed care which would be hurt.

While Yan Qingshan soothed the little ones, the commotion at the side grew increasingly obvious. Only then did he have time to