Ye Ling, having heard Wang Ningmei's words, immediately waved his hands dismissively, "Another one, huh."
"What! We want that too, hubby, you can't play favorites! Otherwise, tonight, I'm going to take a pair of scissors and snip-snip!" Mu Ninghan said with a cold laugh.
Ye Ling broke into a sweat and quickly wiped off the beads of sweat on his forehead, "Don't worry, don't worry, everyone will get a chance, everyone will get a chance, but let's get one thing straight, if there are any issues, it's not my fault."
Ye Ling was also considering that it might be better to have children now rather than later, as the higher his cultivation became, the more having children would become a luxury.
With a high level of cultivation, the bloodline becomes purer, and almost the entire body is made up of condensed spiritual power, it's not so easy to get pregnant. Otherwise, why would those big shots in the Immortal Realm dote on their children to the extreme?
