Raise Her Until She's Grown, Then Have a Baby!

Bai Mo joined the Heaven Dou Empire as an honored guest of the Crown Prince Mansion.

That very day, Ning Fengzhi got in touch with Xue Qinghe.

As an honored guest, Bai Mo was to accompany Qian Renxue to meet Tang San.

And what about Wu Feng and Ning Tian?

Ning Tian stayed behind to read Qian Renxue's books alone, while Wu Feng went off to tease Xue Qinghe's younger sister, Xue Ke.

"Uncle Bai, Tang San is Tang Hao's son."

In the Crown Prince Mansion's reception hall, Qian Renxue sat elegantly in a wooden chair, her legs crossed in front of Bai Mo.

"So what do you want me to do?"

Bai Mo asked curiously. He'd come out to have fun, after all, and didn't want to use his brain.

Ever since he'd first arrived in the world of Douluo Continent, he'd only been looking for amusement.

"How could Xue'er dare order Uncle Bai around~"

"It's fine. You can think of me as your dad!"

Bai Mo yawned, dragged over a chair, and sat down with one leg crossed over the other.

Qian Renxue shot Bai Mo a glare and didn't bother replying!

As the two chatted and laughed, Ning Fengzhi walked in with a black-haired boy sporting a short crew cut.

"Qinghe, this is Tang San, the student I told you about."

"Tang San greets Your Highness, the Crown Prince!"

Tang San curiously glanced at Bai Mo's unusual sitting posture. For some reason, he felt an urge to go over and hit him with a hammer!

"Qinghe, may I ask who this gentleman is?"

Ning Fengzhi asked in confusion, pointing to Bai Mo behind Qian Renxue.

"Teacher, he's just an honored guest of the Crown Prince Mansion. He has a strange personality, so please pay him no mind!"

"Qinghe, go ahead and speak with Brother Tang. Sect Master Ning and I hit it off at first sight, and there are still a few things I'd like to discuss with him."

Bai Mo narrowed his eyes at the old fox Ning Fengzhi. As he spoke aloud, he also secretly sent a voice transmission to Qian Renxue.

"Xue'er, Ning Fengzhi lived in that era too. He might remember me. I'll sound him out. Don't worry, I'll keep my mental power focused on you."

That was a lie!

Bai Mo was only giving Ning Fengzhi a chance because he was Ning Tian's ancestor!

Otherwise, to keep Ning Tian's timeline from being affected, Bai Mo would have had no choice but to steel his heart, keep Ning Rongrong and Oscar captive, and breed them to produce a new Nine Treasures Glazed Sect.

After all, Qian Renxue of Douluo II had said that once he became a god, all altered timelines would converge again.

In truth, Bai Mo was worrying over nothing. Once he attained godhood, anchoring Ning Tian's timeline would be a piece of cake.

Qian Renxue and Tang San's conversation followed the original story, so we'll leave it aside for now.

Meanwhile, under the guards' guidance, Bai Mo and Ning Fengzhi went to an unused reception room.

Bai Mo brought Ning Tian over from Qian Renxue's study, then sealed off the reception room's space.

Ning Tian suddenly appeared beside Bai Mo, holding a book and looking confused.

A black-haired old man appeared beside Ning Fengzhi, looking ready for a fight. He was clearly a Titled Douluo!

"Brother Bai, what do you mean by this?"

Ning Fengzhi asked, puzzled, though his heart sank. Bone Douluo had told him that he was no match for the man before them!

"Friend or foe? The choice is yours!"

The smile disappeared from Bai Mo's eyes, replaced by an edge sharp enough to look down on the world!

"Let me explain. My name is Ning Tian. My Martial Soul is the Nine Treasure Glazed Pagoda, and I am... Bai Mo's wife."

Seeing the scene before her, the clever Ning Tian stepped forward.

"Impossible! Tang San said..."

Ning Fengzhi's eyes widened as he stared at the golden-haired Ning Tian. What was more, he could see Rongrong's shadow in her!

"My Martial Soul evolved thanks entirely to my husband's gift. And the god from ten thousand years ago never left any blessing with the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect."

Ning Tian stared straight into Ning Fengzhi's eyes, unafraid in the slightest!

She had Bai Mo behind her, someone who could smash his way through Douluo Continent!

And behind Bai Mo was Teacher Mei, who could blow up the Divine Realm!

Cold sweat ran down Ning Fengzhi's temples. He could hardly believe what he'd just heard!

He had an idea of what Ning Tian meant, but the thought was so terrifying that he could barely keep hold of his cane.

"Miss, do you bear a grudge against your ancestor?"

Ning Fengzhi drew a deep breath to steady himself, then asked Ning Tian with a complicated expression.

"Not at all~"

Ning Tian smiled and answered casually.

"My sect stopped hoping for our ancestor to appear nine thousand years ago. What happened today was only because my husband dislikes our ancestor Ning Rongrong."

Gu Rong, who had only just understood what the two of them were talking about, stared at Ning Tian in disbelief, then looked at Ning Fengzhi as if asking him to explain.

They'd returned to the past!

Ning Fengzhi sighed inwardly, his fingers tapping restlessly against his cane.

Ning Fengzhi's fearful gaze settled on the silent Bai Mo.

"May I ask why you hate my daughter so much?"

"I wouldn't say I hate her. I was just moved by Ning Tian and Aunt Ning's obsession with pursuing the Nine Treasures all these years."

Bai Mo answered casually.

He wasn't interested in Shrek's women. At most, he'd capture them all and toss them into his Simulated Universe for Gu Yuena to vent her anger on.

"May I ask what you intend to do with Rongrong?"

Gu Rong stared at Ning Fengzhi in disbelief for asking such a question. Clearly, Ning Fengzhi had already made his choice!

"Raise her until she's grown, then have a baby!"

Ning Fengzhi stumbled and twisted his ankle. He truly hadn't expected Bai Mo to say something so shocking!

Damn it, the boy had Ning Tian and still wasn't satisfied—he wanted to imprison his ancestor too!

Ning Fengzhi looked at the perfectly calm Ning Tian in horror and saw that this Demon Pill was just as unfazed!

Ning Fengzhi's scalp prickled as he wondered what on earth the future had become!

Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath and said:

"May I see Miss Ning Tian's Martial Soul?"

Ning Tian glanced at Bai Mo.

"Decide for yourself! You don't have to worry about sparing my feelings!"

Bai Mo smiled and wrapped an arm around Ning Tian's waist. This golden-haired beauty was always looking for a chance to raise her standing in front of Ning Fengzhi.

Ning Tian smiled at Bai Mo.

She immediately summoned her Nine Treasure Glazed Pagoda Martial Soul!

Yellow, red, red, red, red.

The five Soul Rings appeared, bathing the faces of the four people in the room in red light.

"Deal! Brother Bai, do whatever you see fit! If you need anything, just ask me!"

Ning Fengzhi dropped his cane and thumped his chest as he assured Bai Mo!

What else was there to say? Go all in! He had to go all in!

Forget Bai Mo merely asking for Rongrong—even if he wanted Ning Fengzhi himself...

Uh, even if he wanted Bone Douluo, Ning Fengzhi would have to make Gu Rong walk in there on his own, bent over and ready!

Bai Mo watched Ning Fengzhi with a knowing look and smiled.

"Nothing much. As long as Sect Master Ning can bear the loneliness, I can guarantee that the Nine Treasure Glazed Pagoda will be passed down at least until Ning Tian's era!"

After that, Bai Mo carried Ning Tian back to Qian Renxue's study.

Ning Fengzhi was left behind, collapsing to the ground as if all his strength had suddenly drained away.

That was the daughter he'd raised from the time she was little!

"Why my generation?"

Curled up in Bai Mo's arms, Ning Tian asked curiously.

"Do I even have to ask? How could our next generation possibly care about a tiny Nine Treasure Pagoda?"

Ning Tian pouted and nudged Bai Mo's hand, which was wrapped around her waist, a little higher.

"Is it really that tiny?"