Stay with me, I rely on the childbearing system to get pregnant and dote on me alone

"The third drop of divine blood is to fill the vacancy in your divine bones and temporarily restore your cultivation."

This time, the golden light of the divine blood was even brighter, and a steady stream of spiritual power flowed into an empty place in her body.

Chajiu suddenly felt that his heavy body became lighter, and his turbid senses became clear.

Huge vitality filled every part of her body, as if she really had the legendary power of an immortal and could destroy mountains and rivers with just a raise of her hand.

The god's glowing fingertips were still touching her forehead, and in an instant, she was completely transformed.

Immortals caress my top and endure longevity.

Chajiu suddenly thought of this.

The divine light receded, and the god retracted his hand, his eyes half closed.

"Go ahead, you have divine blood, no matter what you do, it won't be difficult."

Cha Jiu looked up at him, his eyes full of reverence and a faint trace of attachment.

"Then what if... you have been serving Lord Longshen?"

Wei Shen lazily raised his eyes: "What?"

Cha Jiu smiled sweetly at him, but pretended that he hadn't said anything just now.

Appearing goodwill is the most attractive thing.

Chajiu respectfully held the hand that had received blood from the god, and gently kissed the back of it.

Her eyes were pure and pious, as if this was just the most sincere expression of respect from a believer.

Lu Shen ignored the weirdness in his heart and "sent" Cha Jiu out of the temple with a flick of his hand.

……

Cha Jiu fell on her butt on the altar outside the mirror door.

But she just got someone's divine blood, so she didn't have any objections.

She stood up and patted her butt, all the piety and attachment on her face disappeared.

System: "Your acting skills have never let me down."

Cha Jiu: "Let's get down to business, are there any tools that can help me give birth to the Son of God without dying?"

"Yes, the body tempering potion can develop and temper your demigod body to the maximum extent, so that you can safely give birth to the son of God."

"Perfect." Cha Jiu asked again: "How much is the favor of the God of God to me now?"

"You may not believe it." The system said, "Zero."

"..." Cha Jiu was speechless, "This guy is really incompetent."

Even pretending to be a fangirl won't win you any favor.

System: "It's normal. I've been a god for hundreds of millions of years, but I can still be impressed by your little tricks?"

Cha Jiu shrugged.

It doesn't matter, she still has options.

There is one other thing that matters now.

That is to prevent Lingxi from becoming a saint and stealing her luck.

The next day.

Before the morning mist cleared, the Lingyun Peak Square, the main peak of the Lingxu Sect, welcomed disciples from all major sects who came to watch the ceremony.

Lingxu Sect is the head of the sect, so the ceremony of conferring a saint is naturally grand.

However, this grand occasion was still much inferior to that of when Jing Li was granted the title.

After all, Lingxi had just entered the stage of becoming a god in 200 years, and Whale Li had already achieved the same level in his early [-]s that year.

With Zhuyu in front, everyone in the world of immortality was not surprised by Lingxi's talent.

The two female disciples who were looking after Cha Jiu had disappeared a long time ago. They probably felt that she was not afraid of her without her cultivation, so they just lazily left.

Chajiu arrived at Lingyun Peak without any hindrance and stepped on the ten thousand long steps leading to the peak.

A young disciple guarding the door saw that she was wearing a Taoist robe from the Lingxu Sect, but she looked very unfamiliar, so he stopped her and asked, "This fellow disciple, who are you?"

Cha Jiu looked him over. He was a teenager, and his aptitude was the lowest in the sect.

No wonder he was sent here to guard the gate.

"Who is your master?" Cha Jiu asked.

The young man was stunned for a moment, but he still answered obediently: "Master Akabane."

Chajiu searched in her mind for a long time, and this Akabane seemed to be her junior apprentice's apprentice.

The young man in front of her should be the apprentice of her junior apprentice.

"According to seniority, you should call me Master Aunt Zu." After Chajiu said this title, he felt uncomfortable.

She shook the goosebumps on her arms and continued walking up the mountain.

At the top of the mountain, the saint's canonization ceremony has begun.

Lingxi was wearing a crocodile gauze robe specially made for the sect's saint, which sparkled in the morning light and was divinely radiant.

Under the gaze of everyone watching the ceremony, Heng Shanyue, the head of the Lingxu Sect, personally summoned the divine bird. The divine bird came neighing, carrying two treasures on its back.

One is a pure fire red lotus crown, which is unique to the saints of all ages and symbolizes their transcendent status and power in the sect.

The other piece is the Moon Frost Sword that Saint Jingli once refined and used.

Lingxi was very excited.

She is just an ordinary little salesperson in modern times. Every day she is ignored by customers, blamed by her colleagues, and scolded by her boss. Where has she ever experienced such a glorious scene?

Now she is standing on a high place, with thousands of people below looking at her with envy as she wears fine clothes and receives treasures and titles. Her vanity has been greatly satisfied.

The luck system can sense Ling Xi's mood swings, and there is disdain in his cold tone.

"Okay, don't be complacent anymore. After you get these two items, immediately pass the luck value they carry to me. I'm going to prepare to upgrade."

Lingxi felt very sorry.

The red lotus crown of pure fire can burn evil objects, so that monsters below the Nascent Soul stage will not dare to approach. It is really a rare treasure.

The Moon Frost Sword is even more precious. It is said to have the power to split mountains and seas and tear apart space.

If all the luck values ​​are given to the system, these two treasures will be greatly reduced.

Although Lingxi was reluctant to give up, he could only do it.

After all, everything she got now was given by this luck system.

Hengshanyue put on the Holy Crown for Lingxi. Just as he continued to pick up the Yueshuang Sword and passed it to the other party, the originally quiet Yueshuang Sword began to buzz with excitement.

Lingxi was stunned and reached for the sword, but was severely burned by its sudden burst of dazzling silver light.

If Qian Kuangsha hadn't blocked Lingxi, her entire right hand would have been cut off.

Everyone below was whispering.

"What's going on? Yueshuangjian refuses to recognize its master?"

"It is said that this Yueshuang Sword was refined by the former Saint Jingli. Who would be willing to resell other people's things casually?"

"This new saint is a bit shabby. Doesn't she have a refining magic weapon? Why would she use someone else's?"

Everyone was talking, and both Lingxi and Hengshanyue looked unhappy.

But Lingxi didn't dare to touch Yueshuang Sword by force anymore.

Hengshan Yue snorted coldly, and unleashed the pressure of his Mahayana stage on Yueshuang Sword, suppressing it forcefully.

The sword buzzed, feeling aggrieved.

Hengshan Yue made a trick with one hand, intending to forcibly add restrictions on Yueshuang Sword to make it succumb to Lingxi.

"Since Yueshuangjian is unwilling, why do you have to force it?"

A clear female voice with a mocking smile suddenly sounded in the crowd.

Everyone looked back and unconsciously made a way for her.

Chajiu had a smile on his lips, staring at the somewhat panicked Lingxi, and slowly stepped forward.

She was obviously only wearing the ordinary white robe of a disciple of the Lingxu Sect, but there was a sacred and luxurious aura lingering around her, as if there was a faint golden divine light coating her body.

In comparison, Lingxi's Qian Kuangsha, who was half burned by Yueshuang Sword, looked a little embarrassed.

As soon as Chajiu stretched out his hand, the oppressed Yueshuang Sword buzzed even more fiercely, emitting a more powerful silver light than before, which shocked Hengshan Yuedu to take a step back and let go of his hand.

The Yueshuang Sword, which had lost its confinement, rolled countless times in the air and flew back to Cha Jiu's hand happily.

Some of the onlookers felt that Cha Jiu looked familiar, and now they were finally sure, and they exclaimed, "It's the Saint Jingli!"

The saint is back!

Even though Jingli is from the Lingxu Sect, who doesn't know about her sacrifice of life to save the common people, and who doesn't admire her?

They also willingly called her a saint.

However, now that the saint has returned alive, the Lingxu Sect has chosen another person to replace her. Such an act is really unkind.

The expression on Heng Shanyue's face was unclear, but he pretended to be calm and said: "Jingli, why are you here?"

Didn't he have someone take care of her?

The two female disciples who were ordered to watch over Cha Jiu shivered and were frightened in the crowd watching the excitement.

It's over, it's over, the leader will definitely not let them go now!

The young gatekeeper who met Cha Jiu on the long steps was also very surprised.

"It turns out that he is really my great-grandfather..." He murmured to himself.

Heng Qingyao also clenched the Moon-Zhancing Wheel in his hand and frowned in displeasure: "Junior Sister Jingli, today's sainthood canonization is a major event for the sect, so don't mess around."

He stepped forward, thinking that his junior sister who had been obedient to him would obediently retreat.

Who knew that Cha Jiu, who had already changed the core, didn't buy it.

"Nonsense?" Cha Jiu sneered, "I'm here to get my things back, why are you talking nonsense?"