The Tide Approaches

Zhou Luan's feelings were something Wang Daoyuan could understand.

She had gone from a genius admired by countless people to having her family destroyed.

Exiled north of the mountains, she had built up a career from nothing, only for the Mysterious Sable to snatch the peach at the last moment.

He had helped her recruit quite a few people, then tricked away the Mysterious Sable and played Elder Xu like a fiddle.

Zhou Luan relied on him somewhat, which was why her jealousy ran so deep.

And after giving birth, she was bound to feel somewhat insecure.

Wang Daoyuan hurriedly drew her into his arms and comforted her. "Without the Hall Master's help, I wouldn't be where I am today. No little vixen can compare to a virtuous wife like you."

That was not entirely meant to comfort her. The intelligence organization Zhou Luan controlled had provided Wang Daoyuan with no small amount of help.

Only after hearing this did Zhou Luan's mood improve somewhat.

Three days later, Zhou Luan was nursing Wang Mingchen, yet Wang Daoyuan showed no intention of avoiding the scene.

Zhou Luan shot him a glance. "What are you looking at? Are you trying to compete with your son for food?"

"I'm just afraid he'll get too full. You're a late-stage Golden Core cultivator, after all. Your milk is practically on par with heavenly treasures. Can the little rascal handle it?"

Zhou Luan glared at him with her phoenix eyes. "In ancient times, there were Spirit Transformation female cultivators who gave birth. No one ever saw their children burst from being overfed.

You're the one with too much nonsense. Get out, now."

Wang Daoyuan did not dare make her angry and obediently withdrew.

After Wang Mingchen began drinking his mother's milk, his body grew rapidly. His