During these days, Lu Changsheng stayed at home, living a simple and quiet life.
He spent his days cultivating, making talismans, and accompanying his wives and children.
Of course, in the vital matter of childbearing, Lu Changsheng had not fallen behind either.
He had reached a total of seventy-three children.
This was after Lu Changsheng started practicing eugenics.
Otherwise, the number would have increased by at least another ten.
One day.
In the practice room.
"Clang clang clang—"
Lu Changsheng held in his hand a piece of cracked and dim red gold essence.
His bones constantly emitted the clanging sounds of gold and iron, like soldiers.
It was as if numerous blacksmiths were wielding hammers within his body, forging divine weapons with his flesh and bones, sparks flying everywhere without end.
He did not know how much time had passed.
"Crack!"
