381: Heaven-Seizing Creation Pill

"Father, I don't agree. I don't like a scumbag like him."

Xue Linger said huffily, her small face flushing red, her eyes filled with dissatisfaction and stubbornness.

"A scumbag? How is he a scumbag?"

Snow God asked in confusion, his gaze moving back and forth between his daughter and Yang Lingchen, trying to figure out why his daughter was so angry.

"He already has more than a dozen wives."

Xue Linger pouted and said, her voice carrying a hint of grievance and reluctance.

"Is having only a dozen or so wives considered being a scumbag?"

Snow God said awkwardly, "Back in the day, your father had dozens of wives, and your mother was the youngest! Does that mean your father is also a scumbag?"

A helpless smile appeared on Snow God's face as he tried to make his daughter understand the complexity of a man's emotional world.

"The Old Ancestor has a point. It's normal for a capable man to have a few more women," Xue Mingya said from the side with a fawning smile, trying to ease the atmosphere.

"Shut up, you're a huge scumbag yourself," Xue Linger snapped, her eyes glaring fiercely at Xue Mingya, causing him to shrink his neck back.

"Yes, Great-Aunt."

Xue Mingya smiled awkwardly and quickly shut his mouth. Since he indeed had over a hundred wives and concubines, he knew well that provoking Xue Linger at this time was not a wise move.

"Senior, in truth, whether two people can come together depends on fate."

Yang Lingchen paused before saying, "If this Junior can be with Young Miss Linger in the future, that would be for the best. If not, then it simply means our fate was insufficient; it cannot be forced."

Yang Lingchen's tone was calm and sincere, his gaze clear, allowing others to feel his earnestness.

"Sigh! Little Friend Yang, please go back! These old bones of mine are tired of living; living for another fifty years doesn't have much meaning."

Snow God shook his head and let out a long sigh.

His eyes revealed a hint of despair and helplessness, as if he had already lost hope in life.

"Father, I don't want you to leave me. Just let Yang Lingchen extend your life by another fifty years!"

Xue Linger's eyes gradually grew moist, tears welling up as her voice took on a sobbing tone that evoked pity in anyone who heard it.

"If I cannot see you married and with children, what meaning is there even if your father lives for another ten thousand years?"

Snow God looked as if he had nothing left to live for, his gaze looking affectionately at his daughter, his heart filled with worry for her future.

"Father, I promise you, as long as Yang Lingchen successfully extends your life, I will marry him," Xue Linger said, gritting her teeth. Her eyes were filled with determination, as if she had made a major decision.

"Little Friend Yang, the rest is up to you. Regardless of whether you can successfully extend this old man's life, you must take Linger as your wife."

Snow God spoke, his eyes fixed intently on Yang Lingchen, his tone carrying a firm resolve that brooked no refusal.

"This... alright then!"

Yang Lingchen nodded. At this moment, his head was spinning—how was he supposed to explain this to the women back home? His heart was filled with conflict and helplessness, but facing Snow God's request, he could not refuse.

"Senior, shall we go inside for the needle treatment?"

Yang Lingchen gently helped Snow God up. His movements were soft, as if he were handling a precious treasure.

"Good... good..." A long-absent smile appeared on Snow God's aged face, one filled with expectation and hope.

Yang Lingchen and Xue Linger supported Snow God as they entered the small bamboo building. The interior was simple and tidy, emitting a faint, delicate fragrance.

"Linger, Palace Master Xue, please step outside for now! Do not enter under any circumstances unless I call for you," Yang Lingchen instructed solemnly.

His expression was serious, making others feel the importance he placed on this treatment.

"Yang Lingchen, you must succeed!" Xue Linger looked at Yang Lingchen earnestly, her eyes full of expectation and trust.

"Don't worry! I will definitely cure my father-in-law," Yang Lingchen joked, trying to ease the tense atmosphere.

"Bastard," Xue Linger muttered shyly, gave Yang Lingchen a fierce glare, and then walked out.

"Senior, next I will perform a needle technique on you. Empty your mind and body; do not resist at all."

Yang Lingchen's voice was low and serious. He took out a set of golden needles from his robes, which shimmered with a dazzling light under the sun.

"This old man is leaving these old bones in your hands to tinker with. Come!" Snow God chuckled. He closed his eyes and relaxed his body, preparing for Yang Lingchen's treatment.

"Mm..."

Yang Lingchen nodded and took out a set of golden needles from the haotian jade space.

He took a deep breath to adjust his state, channeling the Divine Origin Power within his body into the golden needles. Then, with extreme speed, he pierced the golden needles into the major Acupoints across Snow God's body.

Yang Lingchen's hands didn't stop striking with the golden needles as strands of strange energy fluctuations spread out. Each golden needle began to tremble, emitting bursts of humming sounds.

That sound seemed like a call from ancient times, filled with a mysterious power.

Immediately after, Yang Lingchen poured all of his Divine Origin Power into Snow God's body. The speed at which the golden needles trembled gradually increased, and strands of warm-colored light emerged from the ends of the needles.

That light was warm and soft, like the spring sun shining upon Snow God's body.

Seeing the needle technique Yang Lingchen was performing, a look of pleasant surprise appeared in Snow God's eyes because he felt the life force within his body rapidly recovering.

Over the past tens of thousands of years, Snow God had seen countless divine doctors, but only Yang Lingchen was able to restore the life force in his body.

Seeing Yang Lingchen's serious expression, Snow God couldn't help but think of his close friend from a million years ago, Ling Juechen.

"This child's medical skills could probably only be matched by Big Brother Ling."

Snow God sighed inwardly, "It's a pity that such a brilliant person as Big Brother Ling was ultimately unable to escape the pursuit of the hidden world factions."

A flash of sadness and helplessness crossed Snow God's eyes, as if he were recalling those painful events of the past.

Fifteen minutes passed in a flash.

By now, Snow God's body was covered in golden needles, and beads of sweat had formed on Yang Lingchen's forehead. His face was pale, but his gaze remained steady.

This set of Nine Yin Heaven-Seizing Needles had exhausted all the Divine Origin Power in Yang Lingchen's body. His breathing became rapid, and his body trembled slightly.

After resting for a moment, Yang Lingchen began Alchemy again.

This time, he was going to refine the heaven-defying fortune pill.

Fortunately, Yang Lingchen had plenty of resources on him, and he happened to have the medicinal ingredients for the heaven-defying fortune pill in his possession.

It could only be said that Snow God was lucky, because in this entire world, no one besides Yang Lingchen could refine the heaven-defying fortune pill anymore.

Ordinary Life-Extending Pills were only useful for Cultivators with lower cultivation bases, and they could only be taken once in a lifetime.

To extend the life of a powerhouse in the Cosmic God Realm, one required the heaven-defying fortune pill.

Under Yang Lingchen's focused refinement, a furnace of heaven-defying fortune pills was finally produced.

The moment the heaven-defying fortune pill left the furnace, a powerful aura of life spread throughout the room.

That aura was thick and pure, making one feel as if they were standing at the very source of life.

Yang Lingchen quickly walked to Snow God's side and pulled the golden needles from his body.

"Senior, swallow this Medicinal Pill, and it will extend your life by another fifty years."

Yang Lingchen handed the heaven-defying fortune pill to Snow God.

His voice carried a hint of fatigue, but even more so, it carried joy.

"Thank you, Little Friend Yang." Snow God took the pill, his eyes filled with gratitude.

"Senior, please take it quickly! This Junior will help you refine the pill's effects," Yang Lingchen reminded him. His gaze was focused, ready to provide assistance to Snow God at any moment.

"Good, then I shall trouble Little Friend Yang." After saying this, Snow God quickly swallowed the heaven-defying fortune pill.

After Snow God swallowed the heaven-defying fortune pill, Yang Lingchen immediately activated the Vast Heaven Art, slowly transferring the Divine Origin within his body over.

About an hour later, Yang Lingchen had exhausted all his Divine Origin Power and finally finished helping Snow God refine the medicinal effects of the heaven-defying fortune pill.

Yang Lingchen took a few more Medicinal Pills to recover his Divine Origin Power before walking out of the bamboo building.

"Yang Lingchen, how is my father?"

The moment Yang Lingchen stepped out of the bamboo building, Xue Linger grabbed his arm. Her eyes were full of anxiety and expectation, as if waiting for a crucial answer.

"Don't worry, everything went very smoothly. Your father should be out soon."

Yang Lingchen comforted her with a smile. The confident look on his face allowed Xue Linger's mood to relax slightly.

"Really?"

Xue Linger looked at Yang Lingchen with her beautiful eyes, her gaze still containing a hint of doubt and uncertainty.

"Of course. Why would I lie to you?"

Yang Lingchen said in a serious tone, his gaze firm, leaving Xue Linger no choice but to believe his words.

"Yang Lingchen, thank you."

Xue Linger suddenly hugged Yang Lingchen, her eyes gradually growing moist.

Her heart was filled with gratitude and emotion; at this moment, her feelings for Yang Lingchen underwent a subtle change.

A million years ago, she had her Physical Body destroyed in an accident and ended up in the Lower Realm. Fortunately, she met Yang Lingchen, which allowed her to reconstruct her Physical Body.

Upon returning to the Divine Realm, her father's Lifespan was already nearing its end.

Just when she thought she was going to lose her father forever, Yang Lingchen appeared once again like a Heavenly God and extended her father's life by fifty years.

"Why be so polite with your husband?"

Yang Lingchen lightly patted Xue Linger's back and joked.

His tone was light, trying to keep Xue Linger from being so sad.

"Bastard, I don't like a scumbag like you!" Xue Linger muttered shyly. A hint of a blush appeared on her face, her heart filled with contradiction and struggle.

"You want to go back on your word?" A wicked smile curled at the corner of Yang Lingchen's mouth.

His gaze held a hint of provocation, as if he were intentionally trying to goad Xue Linger.

"I'm going back on it, so what?" Xue Linger pouted, looking at Yang Lingchen without backing down. Her eyes were full of stubbornness and willfulness.

Looking at Xue Linger's cute and enticing lips, Yang Lingchen didn't hesitate to kiss her directly, while simultaneously pulling her tightly into his arms with both hands.

"Mmph... mmph..."

Xue Linger tried to resist, but found that Yang Lingchen's arms were like iron, holding her tightly in his embrace. Her heart rate accelerated, and the blush on her face deepened.

"Bastard, you dare take advantage of me."

After a passionate kiss, Xue Linger went limp in Yang Lingchen's arms. Her voice was weak and powerless, as if she had already been melted by Yang Lingchen's passion.

"Speak with a conscience; I didn't take advantage of you. See for yourself where your hands are?" Yang Lingchen smiled mischievously. His eyes were full of triumph and satisfaction.

"So what if I hug you for a bit? You kissed me for so long, can't I even have a hug!"

Xue Linger quickly pulled her hands back from Yang Lingchen's waist.

Her face was filled with shyness and embarrassment, her heart in a state of panic.

"Ahem...!"

Right then, Snow God let out a light cough as he walked out. A hint of a smile was on his face as he looked at the two of them.

By now, the wrinkles on his face had completely disappeared. Although his hair was still white, he looked full of vigor and spirit. His eyes were bright, as if he had rediscovered the vitality of youth.

"Father, is it really you?"

Xue Linger looked at her father in shock. She simply couldn't believe her eyes; the change in her father was so immense.

She had thought that Yang Lingchen might be able to help her father's body recover, but she hadn't expected her father to actually look so much younger.