Shameless Immortal: Emperor of Ten Thousand Beauties Chapter 208 208: The Verdant Sun-Crow Bloodline

Following his breakthrough to the Foundation Establishnt realm, the system had upgraded his core capabilities, granting him a limit of four usages of the Primordial Genesis Seed.

During this final, explosive coupling, he had chosen to bestow the first of these supre, reality-altering gifts upon Yilan.

As he had slamd his hips forward and cumd deep inside the absolute root of her womb, the ancient seed had detonated within her anatomy, rewriting her genetic code.

Because of it, she had successfully awakened the legendary, dual-attributed Verdant Sun-Crow Bloodline.

Intrigued by the sudden spike in her spiritual pressure, Shen Yu focused his mind, bringing up her updated statistics to review the bloodline's detailed description.

[ BLOODLINE PROFILE: The Verdant Sun-Crow Bloodline (Supre Grade) ]

[Description: A primordial lineage born from the miraculous fusion of the legendary Three-Legged Golden Crow and the life-giving roots of the World Tree. It represents the "Eternal Genesis of Fla and Flora."

While standard Solar lineages burn everything to ash, this bloodline possesses a unique dual-nature: a devastating, high-purity Solar Fire that purifies impurities, combined with a boundless, vibrant Wood energy that accelerates growth. i Yilan does not rely handle materials; she dictates the life-cycle of nature and the absolute purity of creation.

Ability 1: Sovereign Solar-Purification (Passive/Active): i Yilan's internal fla mimics the intense heat of the Sun-Crow's core, perfectly balanced by the stabilizing essence of the World Tree.

She can release a localized, high-purity thermal aura that instantly vaporizes impurities in any matter she touches.

When refining pills, her internal alchemy fire burns away 100% of material dross, completely bypassing standard mortal limitations.

She can refine pills with absolute, flawless purity with zero risk of pill toxicity, turning even basic spiritual herbs into divine panaceas.

Ability 2: World-Root Accelerated Genesis: The lineage of the World Tree allows i Yilan to manipulate the ti-space vitality of flora.

By channeling her specialized Wood-attributed Qi, she can perfectly nourish, replicate, and accelerate the growth of any botanical entity.

When cultivating rare spiritual ingredients or ancient seeds, her touch can compress centuries of growth into re days.

She acts as a botanical catalyst, essentially multiplying the dicinal age and potency of herbs by tenfold, providing Shen Yu's faction with an infinite, self-sustaining treasury of supre-grade alchemical ingredients.]

Shen Yu scanned the glowing interface, his golden eyes narrowing slightly as he read through the grand descriptions.

The future prospects of the Verdant Sun-Crow Bloodline were undeniably monstrous—bordering on divine, but as he looked down at Yilan's sleeping, flushed face, reality asserted itself.

She had only just awakened the lineage, her mortal ridians and current cultivation base were nowhere near ready to handle the full, world-shaking power of the Sun-Crow or the World Tree.

For now, the system interface updated below the main profile, displaying the restricted, initial-tier trics of her newly awakened bloodline.

[Current Bloodline Awakening State: Phase 1 (Infant Stage)]

Sovereign Solar-Purification (Current Limit): Instead of instant, flawless 100% purification across all tiers, Yilan can currently only manifest a micro-trace of the Sun-Crow's purifying fla.

She can entirely eliminate impurities in Low-Tier (Tier 1-3) pills, guaranteeing Flawless Grade for basic dicines.

However, when attempting Mid-Tier or High-Tier pills, the fla only reduces pill toxicity by 15% to 20%, requiring more ti and physical stamina to refine safely without backfiring.

World-Root Accelerated Genesis (Current Limit): The boundless, centuries-compressing life force of the World Tree is currently restricted to a minor catalyst effect.

Yilan cannot instantly sprout ancient forests or compress centuries into days yet.

At her current stage, she can channel her specialized Qi to accelerate the growth rate of standard spiritual herbs by 3x to 5x their normal speed, and she can only sustain this acceleration on a small plot of land (up to a 10-ter radius) before draining her spiritual energy reserves.]

Shen Yu smiled darkly, entirely satisfied with this realistic starting point.

Even at a re fraction of its ultimate potential, this infant stage was already more than enough to completely monopolize the pill market in Thousand Waves City and Crimson Iron City and provide his faction with an imdiate, unfair advantage in herb harvesting.

After thoroughly reviewing the interface of the newly awakened bloodline, Shen Yu let the translucent screen fade back into his subconscious.

The dawn was breaking, casting soft amber light across the tangled bodies of his won.

Shifting his weight beneath the sleeping forms of Yilan and Xu Yi, he began to gently wake them, his touch carrying that deceptive, comforting warmth that always drove their devotion to an unhinged peak.

"Wake up, beauties," he murmured, his deep baritone soft yet commanding. "It is ti for to depart."

i Yilan was the first to stir. She blinked open her heavy eyelids grogilly, her pale skin still carrying the flushed afterglow of the Primordial Genesis Seed's integration.

Looking up at the man who was once her nephew but was now undeniably her husband, a beautifully submissive smile blossod on her lips.

She wrapped her slender arms around his neck, pulling him down for a soft, lingering morning kiss.

Beside her, Lixue shifted, her slightly enlarged breasts rubbing against his arm as she claid her position right after her mother.

"Do not forget your first wife while you are away, husband," she whispered playfully, her eyes burning with fierce affection as she pressed her lips against his chin.

The movent quickly broke the slumber of the rest of the harem. Xu Yi slid her massive hips off his thighs with a wet, slippery friction, her pussy letting out a soft sigh as his shaft finally dislodged from her core.

Along with ng Yan and the fiercely broken Li Qiu, who eagerly scrambled up from her submissive position on the floor, the won sward him.

They completely surrounded his broad fra, slobbering his chiseled face with a barrage of passionate, wet morning kisses, their hearts fluttering at the rare display of gentle care from their dominant master.

Following a long, luxurious bath where the won eagerly washed the dried sen, sweat, and crimson wax from each other's bodies, the ti for the grand deception had arrived.

Shen Yu stood before the heavy, array-carved stone doors of the private seclusion chamber.

To the rest of the cultivation world and the rival factions within Thousand Waves City, the Golden Paragon was officially entering a period of strict, isolated ditation to attempt his breakthrough to the Foundation Establishnt realm.

In reality, he had already shattered that bottleneck over a week ago, a secret known only to his four primary won and his secretary, Li Qiu.

This public "seclusion" was rely a perfect smokescreen, allowing him to adopt a completely different, hidden identity to spearhead his secret operations in Crimson Iron City without drawing any unwanted eyes to the Tang Clan.

Standing in the dimly lit corridor to bid him a formal, highly public farewell were the won anchoring his household: Lixue, i Yilan, Xu Yi, and Li Qiu.

To any outside spy or hidden clan guard watching the corridor, their expressions were a perfect blend of solemn support, familial concern, and proper distance.

But beneath the surface, their branded lower abdons thrumd with absolute, fanatical devotion, their eyes burning with the secret knowledge of his true majesty.

Shen Yu gave them a slow, commanding nod. He didn't say a word, letting his regal silence speak for itself, and stepped past the threshold.

Rumble—!

The massive stone doors glided shut, locking with a heavy, airtight click that sealed him away from the outside world and activated the isolation barriers.

The mont the defensive formations cut off all external senses, the soft look on Shen Yu's face dissolved into a cold, calculating smirk.