[Beast Milk, a Jar of Beast Milk]

"What the hell, Jiang Liuer? I'm not Tathagata."

Lin Xian's Departed Self grumbled inwardly, then spread his tiny fingers and reached toward Shi Ziling, asking for the White Paper Boat.

He had returned to his simplest state, back to the starting point of his life. His arm was pink and tender, like a section of lotus root, and irresistibly adorable.

The sight reminded the couple of their own child, and they could not help feeling a little tenderness for him.

"Want it? Not giving it to you." Shi Ziling teased the baby in his arms with the paper boat. A faint smile appeared on Qin Yining's lips. It was as though she could see the three of them together again, happy as they had been when Shi Hao was born.

Then, in the next instant, both of them froze.

"Teasing a kid? Give me that!" Lin Xian's Departed Self snatched the paper boat straight from Shi Ziling's hand, gripped it tightly, rolled over, and closed his eyes again.

Shi Ziling stared at the baby in his arms, then looked up at his wife, disbelief in his eyes. "He took the paper boat from me?"

He was no ordinary resident of the Great Wilderness. He carried the Stone Kingdom's royal bloodline and had once been hailed as a prodigy of the imperial capital, unmatched among his generation. An outstanding cultivator of the Inscription Realm, he could even fight experts of Array Arrangement, and his cultivation was fast approaching his father's.

With such strength, he could have been made a marquis or king even in an ancient kingdom, ranking below only the Stone Kingdom's Human Emperor in the Venerable Realm.

Yet now a baby had toyed with him.

Qin Yining was just as stunned, but she nodded. She had once been a