Chapter 166 I Thought I Would

Yuerda widened her beautiful purple eyes: "Hey? Brother, do you want me to cooperate?"

Westhead: "Of course, you are the most suitable."

Yuerda pursed her lips tightly after hearing this, and after a long while, she replied with determination:
"This is my duty to revive the family. Brother, when do you plan to start? I can arrange the time."

Westhead took off his coat directly: "Now we can do the preliminary work."

"Now? In front of our ancestors? In the holy land?!"

Yulda's fairy-like beautiful face suddenly blushed and looked at Westhead and the Pure Holy Spirit.

The former showed off his masculine upper body as if nothing had happened, while the latter suddenly sat up straight as if he came to life and looked at him with energy.

Based on her understanding of her brother, this was indeed something Westhead could do.

Yuerda gritted her teeth, caressed her rising and falling breasts, and slowly took off her shawl. She moved her slender hands to the hem of her skirt and said nervously:

".Now, it's not impossible. Can you wait for me to prepare myself mentally?"

Westhead: "Race against time, sister. If successful, I hope to have nearly a hundred members in a few years."

"Nearly a hundred?!"

The white-blonde girl widened her eyes in disbelief and stammered:

"This is impossible. Not to mention the conception rate, even if I try my best, it's impossible for me to give birth to nearly a hundred children in a few years!"

".No, who wants you to give birth?"

Westhead raised an eyebrow, only then realizing that they were not in the same chat channel.

After thinking for a while, Westhead said in a subtle tone:

"Yuerda, you didn't think I was going to get you pregnant straight away, did you? Tsk tsk. I'm secretly in love with you."

Yuerda also understood that she had misunderstood, but she did not act shy. The girl's pretty and cold face was flushed. She brushed her hair by her ear and tilted her head to explain:
"I just think that you are very likely to do this. This is a reasonable guess about you. If you really ask me to do so, then for the purpose of reviving the family, I will not object to doing so."

"Oh, so that's not the case? I thought you were going to mate."

Upon hearing this, the Bright Holy Spirit was greatly disappointed and sighed:
"I really want to see if Weiss's baby will be just as good-looking."

Don't be impatient, it will be your turn sooner or later.

Westhead glanced at the white-haired Holy Spirit and lowered his eyes slightly.

"In short, the efficiency of increasing the population through conventional reproduction is shockingly low. I thought about it and maybe we could transplant blood to connect them."

Westhead began to explain what he had done while bleeding himself and removing his ribs with precision.

As the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, he smashed the ribs and ground them into powder bit by bit; he collected the flowing blood, refined it, and gave it to Yulda.

"You can use these things as enchantment materials to equip yourself later. I remember there is a type of human body enchantment in alchemy."

"Isn't this a forbidden experiment?"

Yuerda was stunned for a moment, then said angrily: "And it is impossible to inherit the talent of Qinghui bloodline by directly tampering with the bloodline!"

Westhead nodded: "I know, so this is not to train an heir, but to create a brand new path. The boundaries of the family can also be broadened. I think as long as they are bright people, they can be absorbed into our family through a transplantation ceremony. How can the Qinghui family be so inconvenient?"

Since extraordinary powers can be transmitted through blood, someone must have considered using some strange and ingenious techniques to take advantage of the loophole.

But unfortunately, this world is essentially idealistic. Whether it is test-tube babies, clones, or any other method, all that is produced are inferior products. Life that is born without following the laws of nature will never inherit the power passed down in the bloodline.

"Brother, you are really too open-minded." Yuerda crossed her arms and said, "If I hadn't inherited the blood of Qinghui from birth, I wouldn't have recognized that I was a member of the family."

As the most traditional aristocratic elite, Yulda's ideas are very conservative, especially when it comes to family matters, she will not compromise at all.

Westhead: "You don't need to admit it, just cooperate with me. I can only say that if it succeeds, there will be great benefits, and it is very crucial to the rise of the family."

The white-blonde girl looked at Westhead, making sure that the latter was serious, and then hesitantly said:

"If that's the case, it's not impossible to give it a try."

The head of the Qinghui family has successfully accumulated prestige through his previous actions. When Yuerda hears words that do not conform to her intuition, she no longer questions them immediately, but instead trusts them.

"But I don't know how to transform the human body."

Westhead was surprised and asked, "What? You don't know how to do it?"

"Why should I?"

Yurda was surprised and said, "This is neither a combat skill nor a political strategy. I would rather learn heraldry than this unconventional alchemy."

Westhead had always believed that his sister, as the [Condensed Blade], could make full use of herself and should be a hidden master of human alchemy. However, he did not expect that she was completely incapable of this at this moment.

"Then go and learn it. I think you have a talent for it."

Westhead thought for a moment and said casually:
"In short, try to complete the experiment in a short time and report to me."

".Yes, sir. But I can't guarantee the time. I can only say I'll try my best."

Yurda's advantage lies in her loyalty, absolute loyalty. As long as there is proper explanation, she will be a loyal dog who obeys her brother's orders.

"Well, we have stayed here long enough, it is time to go back. I will build a base next to the holy land. With the barrier behind us, the invasion of the army of Chaos will no longer be a problem."

Westhead clapped his hands and warned the Bright Holy Spirit again:

"Also, since you have performed the blessing, you should be very weak recently. Put your remaining strength into the barrier. As for your garden, just leave it alone for now. It won't cause any problems if you don't maintain it for a while."

At this point, Westhead gritted his teeth:

"You are not allowed to squander the precious power of the Holy Spirit like this. If you really want to maintain your own enjoyment, I will find a group of extraordinary people on the path of the Holy Tree to serve your garden. The effect will definitely not be worse than what you do. Do you hear me?!"

The Bright Holy Spirit sensed Westhead's strong resentment and did not dare to object. He shrank his neck and said:

"I know!"

"You better know."

Westhead still looked at his ancestor, who looked like a white-haired girl, with some distrust, and then returned with Yulda.

On the way back, Lord Qinghui discussed the current situation with his sister and found that even if the Holy Spirit of Brightness was rescued, the task of recovering Qinghui Territory would still be very difficult.

Because the military force was so scarce, even with the barrier of the Pure Holy Spirit, the defense pressure was ridiculously great, not to mention the active attack.

In the final analysis, it was because Qinghui Territory's recovery pace was too rapid, and the construction in the rear simply did not keep up.

Westhead couldn't help but miss Leixia. The silver-haired princess said that she would prepare an army of light to reinforce him. He didn't know what the current situation was and how long it would take for them to arrive.

This made Westhead sigh:

"Oh, how happy it would be if Leixia could appear here!"

(End of this chapter)