Chen Lin did not even lift his eyelids. "Pour it out."
"Sir, the system has detected that you have been exerting yourself day and night for the past three years. This soup will help restore your vitality..."
"I said pour it out." Chen Lin's voice hardened.
He was a Divine Transformation powerhouse whose physical body had attained sagehood. Why would he need that stuff?
Friday's electronic eyes blinked twice. Its mechanical arm swung aside and poured the entire bowl of nourishing soup precisely over the roots of a century-old spirit locust tree nearby. The tree violently shook off a carpet of leaves, and its trunk actually shot up three feet.
Chen Lin ignored the frenzied spirit locust tree and turned his gaze toward the five beautiful figures emerging from the main house.
The higher a cultivator's realm, the further their constitution departed from mortal flesh, and the lower their chances of conceiving and bearing children became.
The Lunar Yin Physique, combined with the overbearing effects of the Phoenix Yin-Yang Essence Cultivation Art, had made Song Qiuya and the other four women suffer plenty over the past three years.
Fortunately, their persistence had paid off. With nourishment from countless supreme-grade heavenly treasures in the Myriad Worlds Garbage Transfer Station, Zhang Ruoxi, the last of them, had finally been confirmed pregnant a few days earlier.
The five late Nascent Soul female cultivators now kept their auras restrained, their bellies showing slight bumps of varying sizes.
Song Qiuya led the way in a loose white silk dress. It still could not conceal her cool, otherworldly bearing as a CEO, but a touch of an expectant mother's gentleness had softened her features.
Qin Chuxia thrust out her slightly showing belly. Her rose-red hair was tied casually behind her head, and pregnancy had done nothing