The Grudge-Holding Little Brother-in-Law

After some thought, he decided to let Joy absorb the Vampire Progenitor Bloodline. It wasn't favoritism toward Joy; rather, Joy had already absorbed a powerful vampire bloodline, so her own bloodline was stronger than Cici's.

The Vampire Progenitor's bloodline was extremely advanced—the stronger the bloodline, the faster the absorption and the better the effect. If Hilder tried to absorb the Progenitor Bloodline, the only outcome would be death by explosion.

Take it!

Ian Song directly tossed the Progenitor Bloodline to Joy. Instantly, her face lit up with joy. Cici, standing to the side, was incredibly envious. Although she didn't know what this ball of blood was, her instincts told her that if she could absorb it, her strength would greatly increase.

Master, maybe you should let Cici take it instead!

Joy suddenly spoke up.

No need. Since Master is giving it to you, just take it without worry!" Cici replied coolly, her tone slightly sour.

Seeing this, Ian Song smiled and explained the reason: "The power contained in this Progenitor Bloodline is simply too strong. If Cici tried to absorb it, something unexpected might happen. But after Joy fully refines the bloodline, she can give Cici a few drops of essence blood to greatly upgrade her bloodline too!"

Hearing Ian Song's explanation, the little bit of resentment in Cici's heart disappeared.

With Ian Song and Cici watching, Joy swallowed the drop of fresh blood.

Although the Vampire Progenitor was not as powerful as Pangu, it was still one of the Three Thousand Demon Gods. So, after Joy swallowed that drop of blood, within ten breaths her aura erupted and began to skyrocket.

Mid Emperor!

Late Emperor!

She broke through two realms in succession, but her aura only stayed at this level for two breaths before breaking through to a new realm—the Blood Emperor realm!

Reaching this realm meant Joy's strength was now comparable to a Fusion expert.

But her advancement still hadn't stopped—it kept climbing!

Early Blood Emperor!

Mid Blood Emperor!

Late Blood Emperor!

Peak Blood Emperor!

Boom!

Another breakthrough—Joy broke through to an entirely new realm, her strength now comparable to a Tribulation cultivator.

As for what this realm should be called, Ian Song had no idea.

Finally, Joy's advancement stopped only when she reached the peak of this new realm.

The realm advancement was just the energy bonus that came with the bloodline.

The benefits brought by the bloodline were far more than just a realm upgrade—it completely transformed her bloodline.

Bloodline determines the future.

It’s like an ordinary rabbit—once it’s fully grown, no matter how much you feed it, it’s hard for it to keep growing.

It’s the same with human physical ability—once you reach your peak, after maintaining it for a while, it starts to decline. No matter how many supplements you take, it’s hard to improve.

And it’s the same with a cultivator’s aptitude.

Aptitude determines achievement—if your aptitude is extraordinary, you can become an immortal. If it's poor, you can barely form a Golden Core.

Of course, there are various things that can change your aptitude and improve a cultivator’s talent.

But this so-called improvement is always limited.

Take, for example, the Frost-Soul Pill that Ian Song refines—after taking a certain amount, even if you take more, it won’t have any effect.

So now, after Joy reached strength comparable to late Tribulation, a layer of blood light enveloped her body, forming a blood chrysalis that silently transformed her bloodline.

This process would take a long time.

Exactly how long, Ian Song couldn't say. So he adjusted the time flow around Joy's body to a thousand times normal, left Cici to watch over her, and then grabbed the emaciated Ten-Winged Angel to deal with him.

"Just kill me! The Lord will never forgive you!" The Ten-Winged Angel glared at Ian Song with hatred, his voice weak.

Ian Song didn't bother arguing. He simply tapped the angel's forehead and sent a Puppet Mastery Divine Art into him.

Soon, he received confirmation that the Ten-Winged Angel was now completely enslaved.

Tell me everything about Heaven!' Ian Song ordered in a deep voice.

The place where the God of Light resides is called Heaven. It's only one character different from the Heavenly Court, but in essence, it's just a small world attached to the Main World.

Yes, Master!

The Ten-Winged Angel nodded without hesitation and began to explain everything he knew.

He didn't know the true strength of the God of Light, but under the God of Light's command were twelve Sixteen-Winged Angels.

Twelve-Winged Angels are comparable to Fusion, Fourteen-Winged Angels to Tribulation, and Sixteen-Winged Angels to Great Ascension cultivators. As for the God of Light, he should be comparable to an immortal.

Moreover, those twelve Sixteen-Winged Angels are different from ordinary angels—they have genders: nine male and three female. The male Sixteen-Winged Angels are: Seraph, Cherub, Metatron, Ariel, Zadkiel, Michael, Gabriel, Raphael, Raziel.

The three female Sixteen-Winged Angels are: Sariel, Camael, and Elmati.

Besides that, there are about fifty Fourteen-Winged Angels.

There are about two hundred Twelve-Winged Angels.

There are about five hundred Ten-Winged Angels.

Below Ten-Winged Angels, there are about five thousand.

Although Heaven's strength isn't as great as the Heavenly Court, it's still extremely formidable.

Ian Song had originally wanted to storm into Heaven and wreak havoc, but seeing the situation now, he realized he might not come out unscathed. So, he had to put that idea aside for now.

There’s plenty of time—one day, the God of Light will learn the consequences of crossing him.

With a flicker, Ian Song left the Divine Temple and returned to his villa in Flame City.

He began to ponder the rule that "the human world cannot be without an emperor." If the Jade Emperor insisted on upholding this heavenly law, how would Ian Song face the people of the Heavenly Court?

After the attack on Cici and Joy, Ian Song felt it was necessary to improve the strength of his women.

Li Tianluo and Tuoba Xian’er’s strength was still decent.

But the cultivation of the others was a bit lacking.

Thinking of this, he gathered all his women and explained the situation to them.

No one objected; everyone expressed their willingness to follow Ian Song’s arrangements.

So, Ian Song led them all into the Divine Temple.

First, he used Frost-Soul Pills to improve their aptitude, then used Immortal Essence to cleanse their bodies, and finally taught each of them a cultivation technique suited to their attributes.

He also gave them a large number of supreme spirit crystals.

After settling the cultivation arrangements for his wives, Ian Song decided to set off for Jiangzhou. So much time had passed, he figured Hannah Han’s anger had probably subsided.

To say he set off isn’t quite right—Ian Song only needed a thought to arrive in Jiangzhou, appearing near Hannah Han’s neighborhood.

Just in time to see Henry Han returning with Hannah Han.

Henry Han whispered, "Sis, I’ve always known that guy Song isn’t a good person. Look, you’ve been back so long and he hasn’t even come to see you, not even a phone call!"

Hannah Han’s face flashed with sadness, then she replied calmly, "You don’t need to worry about my business. Just take care of yourself!"

Ian Song, standing nearby, was speechless. Henry Han clearly hadn’t learned his lesson from last time, and was still trying to stir up trouble.