Chapter 759

At this moment, He Pingsheng finally understood why the Emperor's harem had erupted in chaos.

Damn, you've captured every phoenix clan prodigy and locked them all in your harem.

No wonder they revolted after awakening!

Brother Wang, you're ruthless!

But… once we leave this dream, I wonder if the Phoenix Emperor will just slap you to death.

Now He Pingsheng also understood why Lanruo Temple was heavily guarded.

It wasn't to protect Lanruo Temple—it was to keep watch over these women.

Before He Pingsheng could move, the large black dog beneath him suddenly roared, leapt up, and flung him off its back, then lunged straight at Feng Wanxi.

Feng Wanxi, caught completely off guard, was pinned beneath the black dog.

Fortunately, the other women acted quickly, striking the black dog back several steps and rescuing Feng Wanxi from beneath it.

He Pingsheng cursed and kicked the dog twice hard: "This damn dog is getting more disrespectful by the day!"

"Lady Feng, I'm so sorry!" He Pingsheng patted the dog. "I didn't mean to attack you—it's Kongkong Crown Prince who insisted on biting you. Go bother him after this!"

"Let's go!"

"Bye-bye…"

He Pingsheng clamped his legs together; the man and dog leapt over the high wall and raced away.

"Help me inside—I hear 'bye-bye' and I think of Wang Dun, that bastard… it's disgusting…"

"Go!"

"We're leaving!" Feng Wanxi trembled with rage, leading the other phoenix prodigies away one by one.

…

"You have ten days to get back home!"

After leaving Lanruo Temple, He Pingsheng pulled out the long iron spear from his back and pressed it against the black dog's spine: "If you're not home within ten days, I'll stab you through!"

The black dog shuddered, sprinted harder, panted with its tongue out, then turned its head to give He Pingsheng a look of innocent, wounded pleading.

"Stop looking at me!" He Pingsheng said. "Keep moving—I'm serious!"

Time was running short.

In a month, this dream would collapse.

He Pingsheng wanted to spend these final days reunited with his daughter.

Even if this daughter was an illusion.

In the end, it took another sixteen days to return to the small town.

He Pingsheng never actually killed the black dog.

After all, it had tried its best.

"Daddy…"

As soon as he opened the courtyard gate, Yuqing ran over joyfully—then her face instantly crumpled, and she burst into tears.

She had never been separated from her father this long since childhood!

He Pingsheng quickly hugged her, comforting her as he glanced around the yard.

To his relief, everything at home remained unchanged.

With a creak, the door to the western annex opened; his slender wife leaned against the frame, smiling tenderly and seductively.

Inside, the baby wailed "ah-ah-ah."

Feng the Blacksmith wasn't home—he was hammering iron out front.

"Yuqing, play by yourself—I'll go see my little brother!" He Pingsheng set his daughter down and stood up.

Yuqing nodded obediently, then asked: "Daddy, are you leaving again?"

He Pingsheng smiled, ruffled her hair: "I'm never leaving again—I'll stay with you forever."

He Pingsheng walked to the doorway.

The Great Lun Ming Wang reached out, pulled him into the western annex.

With a bang, the door slammed shut.

Yuqing cried out in panic: "Mom! I haven't come in yet!"

From inside came the Great Lun Ming Wang's sharp rebuke: "Mom has important business—go play with your grandfather!"

Inside, the light dimmed instantly.

The child still cried.

"Go…" The Great Lun Ming Wang sat cross-legged on a wooden stool: "Bring the baby over—it's time to nurse."

"Oh!" He Pingsheng gritted his teeth and carried over the newborn, barely a month old.

The child had grown plump and chubby, very adorable.

The Great Lun Ming Wang took the baby, skillfully pulled up her robe, and began nursing.

He Pingsheng felt his breath quicken.

Damn!

Uh…

He rubbed his forehead and turned to leave the room.

After all, before his awakening, husband and wife were just husband and wife—no issue.

Now that he'd awakened, he needed some boundaries.

Otherwise, after leaving this dream, the Great Lun Ming Wang might beat me to death.

But he'd taken only two steps when the Ming Wang's pale, long leg suddenly shot out, her small foot hooking his calf: "What? You've been taking advantage of me for over a decade, and now you're playing the upright gentleman?"

He Pingsheng froze. "I just need to step outside and catch my breath."

"Bullshit!" the Great Lun Ming Wang snapped. "You've been catching breath outside for a whole month—still not enough?"

"Come here—I have something to tell you."

He Pingsheng gritted his teeth, turned back, and stepped before her again.

The Great Lun Ming Wang said: "I don't have any other designs on you—but Kong Jiaojiao… she misses you."

She lifted her head, her hazy eyes revealing a flicker of longing.

He Pingsheng said: "The baby just turned a month!"

The Great Lun Ming Wang said: "What kind of woman do you think I am?"

"I've already mastered the Tai Chu Xuan Su Scripture—do you think I'm too frail?"

…

Several days later!

At He Pingsheng's blacksmith shop!

The towering black dog, now dozens of zhang tall, suddenly spoke: "He Pingsheng, you really thought I never awakened?"

"I've been playing along with you just for this final strike!"

"There's less than ten days left before this world collapses!"

"Hehehe… hand it over!"

"Give me the stone, and I'll return her to you. Otherwise, prepare to bury her!"

The black dog—no, it was Kongkong Crown Prince.

His eyes were cold, filled with hatred.

He wasn't alone—behind him stood the Mingyue Buddha Master!

And Feng Wanxi and the other phoenix prodigies!

Crucially, Feng Wanxi held in her arms a wailing little girl.

The girl was none other than He Pingsheng's daughter: He Yuqing.

On the other side of the blacksmith shop stood He Pingsheng, Kong Jiaojiao, and Kong the Blacksmith.

Kong the Blacksmith knelt on the ground, bowing his head in prostration.

Kong Jiaojiao's face was pale.

"Release my daughter!" Kong Jiaojiao trembled with rage. "If you dare lay a hand on her, when I leave this dream, every last one of you will die!"

"Hehehe…" the black dog chuckled. "Your Majesty, don't forget—this is a dream."

"Here, as long as we don't harm you, injuring any other illusory being is perfectly allowed!"

"Threatening us like this counts as interfering with our fair trial!"

"Besides, we have no intention of harming Yuqing—she's grown up under our eyes," the dog continued. "Just hand over the stone, and everything will be fine."