"Mo Qi, if you are willing to join my Wolf Fang Sect and swear an oath of eternal, unwavering loyalty, I will not only forgive you for killing Cheng’er, but I will also adopt you as my son. I’ll use the full power of the sect to cultivate you and make you the next Sect Leader of the Wolf Fang Sect. What do you say?"

Zhang Shao finally couldn’t hold back and voiced the thoughts he’d been holding in.

As soon as he said this, the people from the Void Sect grew restless, especially the Ni Brothers.

"Poaching someone right in front of this old man? Zhang Shao, you’ve got some nerve! Believe it or not, I’ll see to it you’re buried here today!"

The hot-tempered Third Brother Ni glared fiercely and rolled up his sleeves. If Second Brother Ni hadn’t been holding him back, he would have already attacked.

Zhang Shao was startled and quickly said, "Mo Qi himself said he has nothing more to do with the Void Sect. This doesn’t count as poaching."

Hearing this, Third Brother Ni’s bluster vanished. He could only glare fiercely at Yun Xuzi and say irritably, "This is all because of you, you fool! You’re driving this old man to his grave!"

Yun Xuzi, knowing he was in the wrong, kept his head down and remained kneeling in silence.

"Mo Qi, what about my proposal?" Zhang Shao paused before adding, "Rest assured, the Wolf Fang Sect is nothing like the Void Sect. We won’t treat you unfairly, and we certainly won’t abandon you. As for the Mountain and Sea Empire, I can settle things for you."

Mo Qi smiled and pointed at Yang Ming.

"If you can defeat my senior brother, I’ll accept your offer."

"You can’t!" The members of the Void Sect were aghast and cried out, trying to stop him.

Yang Ming had only recently entered the Void Realm. How could he possibly be a match for a veteran Void Realm expert like Zhang Shao? He couldn’t even catch a casual dart thrown by him earlier.

"Excellent! It’s a deal!" Zhang Shao glanced at Yang Ming, overjoyed.

Did Mo Qi really intend to submit to Zhang Shao? Of course not!

Quite the opposite. His goal was to ensure Zhang Shao would not leave the Void Sect alive.

’A man who can even forsake avenging his own son’s murder... just how terrifying must his heart and his cunning be?!’

Since they could never be friends and were destined to be enemies, Mo Qi would never let a tiger return to the mountains. He didn’t want a repeat of what happened with Fang Min.

"Mo the kid, you...?" Brother Ni looked at Mo Qi in confusion. This time, even he couldn’t figure out what Mo Qi was up to.

Yang Ming was born and raised in the Void Sect; there was no question of him hiding his strength. Anyone could see that the gap between him and Zhang Shao was simply too vast. He couldn’t possibly be Zhang Shao’s opponent.

’Was Mo Qi just looking for an excuse to smoothly surrender to the Wolf Fang Sect?’

"Brother Ni, Second Brother Ni, Third Brother Ni, don’t worry. Just wait and watch the show!" Mo Qi gave a mysterious smile and sent a telepathic message to the three ancestors.

The three of them exchanged glances. ’Could there be some trickery involved?’

Thinking of Mo Qi’s endless bag of tricks, a faint sense of anticipation grew in their hearts.

"Let’s fight!"

Yang Ming brandished a longsword, pointed it at Zhang Shao, and shouted.

Zhang Shao methodically rolled up his cuffs, a faint look of contempt on his face. "You are no match for me," he said. "However, for Mo Qi’s sake, I can spare your life if you surrender now."

"Hmph! It’s not yet certain who will live and who will die!" Yang Ming said coldly.

Although he knew he was no match for Zhang Shao, since Mo Qi said he could win, he absolutely would win!

This came from his absolute, unconditional trust in Mo Qi.

The Void Sect Elders looked anxious. Their Divine Senses intertwined as they secretly exchanged opinions.

"This Mo Qi is being too reckless! Does he think everyone is a freak like him? How could Yang Ming possibly defeat Zhang Shao?"

"I don’t know what the three ancestors are thinking, letting him act so recklessly."

"If Yang Ming really loses, what do we do? My own lifespan is running out. If I’d known it would come to this, I should have sided with that old scoundrel Qin Feng back then."

"What’s the use of saying that now? We should be thinking of a solution!"

"Sigh... What solution could there be?"

No one noticed a figure quietly slipping away from the crowd, ducking into a side hall, and disappearing from sight.

"Hahaha, life and death are uncertain? With just you?" Zhang Shao laughed up at the sky. "Even if I stood here and let you attack freely, you couldn’t harm me in the slightest."

At the same time, a chubby little head poked out from within Yang Ming’s robes.

The Pig Emperor yawned, its eyes still heavy with sleep. It stared intently at Zhang Shao and sent a telepathic message.

"Which jackass is running his mouth?"

"Hm?"

Zhang Shao’s gaze followed the source of the voice.

The man and the pig locked eyes.

In an instant, it seemed as though something had happened, yet also as if nothing had happened at all.

The Pig Emperor yawned again, hopped out of Yang Ming’s arms, and waddled back to Mo Qi’s side, its fat butt wiggling and its small tail swinging.

And then...

All eyes in the crowd focused on Zhang Shao’s stomach.

Before everyone’s jaw-dropped gazes, Zhang Shao’s belly began to swell at a visible rate.

It grew larger and larger, quickly splitting his sash and robes. Finally, his entire belly was exposed, jutting out nearly two feet before it stopped.

"Ah! It hurts!"

Clutching his massive belly, Zhang Shao’s body became unsteady, and his head was covered in sweat.

He felt his stamina draining away rapidly. It seemed something had appeared inside his abdomen and was continuously sapping his strength.

"You... what did you do to me?"

Yang Ming was stunned too. ’I didn’t do anything!’

Then he remembered the Pig Emperor that had just left. ’Could it be...?’

’That’s right, it must be! This must all be Mo Qi’s doing!’

’No wonder Mo Qi told me that Zhang Shao would soon be no match for me.’

’But how did he do it?’

The three Ni Brothers exchanged confused glances before their gazes all landed on Mo Qi.

"Mo the kid, was this your doing? What’s happening to Zhang Shao?" Brother Ni couldn’t help but ask.

Mo Qi grinned. "Isn’t it obvious? He’s pregnant! But it wasn’t me. I don’t have that kind of ability."

After speaking, he added inwardly: ’The Pig Emperor did it.’

What? Pregnant?

Don’t take us for fools!

Zhang Shao was a grown man, how could he possibly be pregnant?

Could it be... he’s actually a woman? Has he been fooling everyone for all these years?!

But that’s impossible!

Zhang Shao’s belly had grown under everyone’s watchful eyes, taking no more than five breaths’ time.

Even if he were a woman, how could she get that pregnant in such a short time?

Besides... his belly was even bigger and more outrageous than a typical pregnant woman’s!

To this, the Pig Emperor’s explanation was: it had just woken up and, in its groggy state, accidentally activated a few extra Life Seeds. If all went as expected, Zhang Shao was pregnant with quintuplets.

When Mo Qi heard this, he sucked in a sharp breath.

A single birth had tortured Xu He to the point he wished for death.

Quintuplets!

’Zhang Shao is probably going to ascend to heaven!’

A moment of silence...

"AHHH!!!" Zhang Shao screamed in agony, feeling as if his entire body was about to explode.

He barely managed to separate a wisp of his Divine Sense to probe his own body and investigate the cause, only to overhear the conversation between Mo Qi and Brother Ni.

’Pregnant?!’

He nearly spat out a mouthful of blood. His Divine Sense scattered, and he could no longer hold himself up. He fell to one knee, his face deathly pale and sweat pouring down like rain.

Yang Ming reacted instantly. ’If not now, when?’

His Grotto Heaven descended, and his longsword shot out like a rainbow, aimed straight for Zhang Shao’s throat.