Clan Ancestor Ningxin felt the naturally resting hand on her shoulder and said blandly, "What I have spoken earlier, you already know and have promised, yet why aren’t you letting go?"
Song Yan scanned the garden below the Secret Realm, noticing many members of the Formless Ancient Race arriving one after another. With their skills, observing Song Yan and Clan Ancestor Ningxin’s closeness from afar was as clear as seeing it up close.
He asked, "Etiquette?"
Clan Ancestor Ningxin raised her hand and lightly dusted off Song Yan’s fingertips.
Song Yan released his grip.
Clan Ancestor Ningxin said blandly, "Of course, it’s etiquette. What I spoke of, only you, the clan leader, and I know of, the juniors do not. If you are so close to me, what will the juniors think?
It would defy ethics, and a clan without ethics is no clan. This brings no benefit to the Formless Ancient Race, so... hereafter, do not be impudent before outsiders."
Song Yan stood up, said "Understood," and was about to leave when a detached, high-ranking voice of the ancestor came from behind.
"Stay by my side."
Song Yan said no more, sat across from her again, raised a hand to fetch Spirit Tea, and began brewing tea for Clan Ancestor Ningxin.
Clan Ancestor Ningxin glanced at him and explained, "These little ones seek Dao partners to continue the bloodline for our ancient race; there’s no need for you to waste time playing childish games with them."
Song Yan laughed, "Is the ancestor planning to continue the bloodline for me personally?"
Clan Ancestor Ningxin was momentarily stunned, then said blandly, "I remember that Ancestor Yanzhang casually set a five-hundred-year pact with you.
Five hundred years is truly arduous from Refining Profound to Divine Infant.
But if you can succeed within five hundred years, then it’s no harm for me to continue the bloodline for you."
Song Yan glanced at the Divine Maiden in green.
Sensuous, aloof.
The innate enchanting aura of a higher-being’s form made it irresistibly intoxicating for a subordinate, causing them to lose their senses.
Especially after the words "I’ll continue the bloodline for you" were uttered, it further made one’s heart race, only thinking of striving desperately to fulfill her demand, then merge into one with that alluring body.
If it were an ordinary cultivator facing this aura, they would henceforth be lovesick, unable to focus on cultivation, until they perish from longing.
Even Song Yan couldn’t help his heart racing inexplicably at that moment, it beat so fast... that not only did desire surge up, he also became extremely vigilant.
He wasn’t wary of Clan Ancestor Ningxin because she genuinely regarded him as Feng Chengzi, who had escaped death and taken over a remnant.
He was wary of Ningxin’s attitude.
As the entity closest to Yin Yang Profound Dragon, said to be the embryonic manifestation of the Ancestral Vein Secret Realm, was Ningxin’s complete devotion to the Formless Ancient Race truly her own will?
If so, how could she consider birthing offspring for a junior just to make the Formless Ancient Race more powerful?
Song Yan considered it from her perspective and thought Clan Ancestor Ningxin’s actions were wholly a "sacrifice of self for the family."
At this moment, he wouldn’t deny his blatant desire for this powerful woman, yet he also began pondering.

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