Build a family of immortality from the blood slaves of the Demon Sect

The system's lottery wheel has seven areas: skills, techniques, pets, elixirs, magic weapons, treasures, and others.

Seeing that there were only areas but no specific items on the wheel, Ye Yunqi was no longer curious and directly clicked on the lottery area.

As the wheel pointer spun rapidly, the pointer gradually stopped on the treasure.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for winning the second-level intermediate-grade talisman, the Jade Moon Sword. ]

[The reward has been distributed in the system space, and the host can check it at any time]

As the system draws, the specific effects of the talisman also emerge in Ye Yunqi's mind.

The talisman is a special item that combines the characteristics of talismans and magic weapons.

It is made by cultivators above the Jindan stage, and the power of the magic weapon is sealed in the talisman, so it is called a "pseudo-magic weapon".

By consuming the spiritual power stored in the talisman, it can quickly stimulate and release powerful spell effects.

The second-level intermediate grade means that the power of this talisman is comparable to the full-strength attack of the middle stage of foundation building.

Because it mainly relies on the spiritual power of the talisman itself, as long as it is a cultivator, it can be activated and used.

But because of this, once the spiritual power in the talisman is exhausted, the talisman will become waste.

Now the brand new talisman can be fully activated three times.

With the talisman in hand, Ye Yunqi's sense of security has increased greatly.

Now the elders of the Blood Spirit Sect are only in the foundation-building stage. With the talisman in hand, if things are impossible, he also has a chance to struggle.

Put away the talisman and practice the technique.

Ye Yunqi's spiritual root is only the ninth grade, which is the lowest level of spiritual root, and the speed of cultivation is vague.

In addition to the monthly blood draw, it has only been maintained at the first level of Qi training.

Ye Yunqi only absorbed the medicinal power of the blood-strengthening pill and stopped practicing. In his situation, it is really meaningless to practice hard as Meng Jingyang said.

When he walked out of the quiet room, he saw Su Muyao feeding the baby. He heard the voice and looked at Ye Yunqi.

"Master, have you named the child?"

Ye Yunqi shook his head: "Why don't you name it?"

Su Muyao looked at the baby in her arms and murmured: "As a parent, I have nothing to ask for, but for the child to grow up safely and healthily, so let's call him Ye Ping'an."

Peace, isn't that what Ye Yunqi wants? Ye Yunqi nodded, looked at the full Ye Ping'an, and said: "I'll take Ping'an to register."

"Well..." Su Muyao reluctantly handed the child to Ye Yunqi.

Ye Yunqi used a trace of spiritual power to protect the baby, and then opened the door and walked out.

"Brother Meng, I'll register." As soon as Ye Yunqi said this, the entrance of Meng Jingyang's cave formation appeared.

Meng Jingyang's voice came from inside: "Knowing that you would come, I've been waiting for you."

"Thank you." Ye Yunqi walked into Meng Jingyang's room.

Meng Jingyang looked at the child and took out a notebook: "What's the name?"

"Ye Ping'an."

Meng Jingyang looked at Ye Yunqi meaningfully, and then wrote the three words "Ye Ping'an" on the notebook.

Ye Yunqi was about to get up and say goodbye, Meng Jingyang suddenly said: "Why are you in such a hurry to leave? Since you are here, you should have a cup of tea."

Then he turned his head to the inner room and said: "Serve the tea."

A woman with a very pale face and a thin figure came out from the inner room. She came over timidly with tea. Because she was too weak, her hands were shaking a little. When she put the tea on the table, a trace of water stains was shaken out.     Meng Jingyang glanced at her, and she trembled all over and knelt straight down.

Meng Jingyang became more and more unhappy. Thinking of Ye Yunqi's presence, he just cursed: "Useless thing, get out!"

The woman fled away from the scene.

Then Meng Jingyang waved his whisk, a spiritual light flashed, and the formation instantly covered the room.

Ye Yunqi was slightly surprised. The talisman had already fallen into his palm and was ready to be used.

"Brother Meng, what does this mean?"

Meng Jingyang knew that his life and death depended on Ye Yunqi's thoughts. He said calmly, "Relax. I just want to talk to you about something and don't want to be heard."

Ye Yunqi was still alert and said, "Brother, please speak."

Meng Jingyang took a sip of tea and then glanced at the baby's face. He said as if talking to himself, "Some time ago, someone asked me to register a newborn, and then the second elder took it to refine the ghost baby."

Ye Yunqi's heart tightened. No wonder it was said that having children was beneficial to the sect.

In the eyes of the demons, people themselves are a kind of resource!

Before giving birth, Ye Yunqi had a utilitarian mentality and wanted to rely on giving birth to avoid three months of support.

Now that the child was in his arms, the throbbing of blood connection gradually sprouted feelings.

Suddenly hearing this, Ye Yunqi used a little more strength to hold the talisman.

What to do?

If the sect wants to harm your child, should you fight for your child?

Ye Yunqi was in a state of confusion!

With the system in hand, as long as you survive and develop slowly, you will have a promising future.

But for the future, in order to survive, do you have to endure everything?

Fortunately, Meng Jingyang's next words broke Ye Yunqi's entanglement.

"You are also lucky. The second elder's ghost baby has been refined, and now there is no need for a baby."

Ye Yunqi breathed a sigh of relief and put aside the unanswered question for the time being.

But another question came to mind: Why did my senior brother tell me all this?

Meng Jingyang seemed to see Ye Yunqi's doubts. Although he was protected by the formation, he still lowered his voice and said softly: "Junior brother, I'll be frank. Do you really plan to be a blood slave here for the rest of your life? Even your child can't escape this fate!"

Then, Meng Jingyang's bewitching voice sounded in his ears: "Do you want to leave the Blood Spirit Sect?"

Yes! This was the only thought in Ye Yunqi's mind, but he became more and more calm.

Is he and Meng Jingyang a life-and-death friend? Don't joke.

Ye Yunqi shook his head cautiously: "The sect taught me the skills and gave me concubines. The sect treated me well..."

Before Ye Yunqi finished speaking, he was interrupted by Meng Jingyang: "I have a way to leave!"

Meng Jingyang looked at Ye Yunqi with a sharp gaze.

Ye Yunqi didn't say anything, but looked directly at Meng Jingyang, as if waiting for Meng Jingyang's next words.

Meng Jingyang's cultivation aptitude is not bad, and he is good at pleasing others, so he became the walking assistant of their master, the third elder, the Blood Flag Elder.

The so-called walking is to help the master do chores. For example, the blood offered to the master is collected by Meng Jingyang on his behalf.

Because he can represent the Blood Flag Elders outside, his status is also high, and naturally he has more freedom and can be exposed to more things.

Ye Yunqi wanted Meng Jingyang to say more, so that he, who knows nothing, can understand the current situation and future hopes.

Meng Jingyang smiled and said, "You don't have to be silent. You don't even need the blood of a concubine. It's obvious that you don't get along with the Blood Spirit Sect. If you don't want to escape, what else can you think about?"

Ye Yunqi let out a long breath and said seriously, "Brother Meng, I just want to live."