I feel dirty

After a night of passion.

Bai Muxi lay languidly in Lin Qiye's arms, the blush on her face not yet completely faded, her eyes and brows filled with a satisfied charm.

Lin Qiye gently stroked her smooth back, feeling a sense of peace and contentment in his heart.

He suddenly realized that proper relaxation seemed to bring his mental state to a wonderful balance more effectively than constant asceticism.

After a brief moment of tenderness, Lin Qiye threw himself back into the great task of "working hard" on the "Eight Treasures Exercise".

After resting for a while and regaining some strength, Bai Muxi also joined him in quietly cultivating.

She refused to believe that her husband could enter her home any faster than she could!

……

Two days later, night fell.

The city center of Terra is brightly lit, with a constant flow of floating cars, creating a vibrant picture of a futuristic metropolis.

Galaxy Tower, one of Terra's landmark buildings, soars into the clouds like a sword piercing the sky.

Tonight, the banquet hall on the top floor of the building is brightly lit and filled with a lively atmosphere.

Following the instructions on the invitation, Lin Qiye took the private elevator and arrived here.

Stepping out of the elevator, the first thing you see is a spacious and luxurious lounge area.

Melodious classical music flowed through the air, and smartly dressed waiters carried trays, moving among the crowd.

The people in the rest area were all wealthy and influential.

They gathered in small groups, talking in hushed tones, their every move exuding the composure and confidence of someone long accustomed to a position of power.

As Lin Qiye's gaze swept across the crowd, he could clearly sense that many of these people were martial artists with calm and composed auras, and there were even a few whose depths he could not fathom.

His arrival did not attract much attention.

After all, those present tonight are either leaders of powerful clans or exceptionally talented martial arts elites.

Lin Qiye, dressed in the ordinary combat uniform provided by Galaxy Martial Arts University, looked somewhat out of place among this group of wealthy and noble people.

He didn't mind, found a corner seat and sat down, quietly eating his buffet.

The party officially started at 7:30.

A female host, dressed in a white fishtail evening gown and exuding elegance and poise, walked onto the stage.

With a sweet and infectious voice, she announced the start of the evening and introduced the grand mission of the "Imperial Bloodline Revival Charity" with great emotion.

"For the future of the empire, for the prosperity of the galaxy, let the superior bloodline be passed down and carried forward."

After a passionate opening speech, the gala quickly moved into the public bidding process for genetic data.

The first person to go on stage was a thin, middle-aged man.

As soon as he stood still, his personal information and family demands were immediately displayed on the huge holographic screen behind him.

The Zhou family is a well-known business family in Terra City, mainly engaged in traditional mining business, and owns mining rights on several resource planets.

With family assets valued at over 100 million credit points, they are already considered a wealthy family in the eyes of ordinary people.

However, the next line of the document reveals the predicament beneath the family's glamorous exterior—a severe break in the lineage of martial arts.

In the last three generations, not a single formal martial artist has emerged; the strongest member of the family is merely a quasi-martial artist.

The host explained, "Due to tradition, the Zhou family is unwilling to take in sons-in-law. Therefore, today, we are willing to offer 50 credits as a starting price to seek a martial artist's genetic data with a potential of no less than 12%, just to continue the family bloodline and give birth to offspring with martial arts talent."

After the Zhou family representative finished speaking, he stepped down from the stage and returned to his seat.

However, Lin Qiye felt the response was not enthusiastic.

The martial artists around him, who were about the same age as him, all had very calm expressions.

I don't know if it's because the money was too little or what.

50 credits might be nothing in the center of Terra City, right?

However, for Lin Qiye, this was enough to solve his immediate problem.

You should know that Bai Muxi emptied her husband's gold coins, which totaled less than 500,000.

Now, all that's required is some fertility documentation.

Lin Qiye originally needed many children for good fortune, and now he can also make money.

why not!

Well, anyway, I'll sign up first.

The situations of the next few families to take the stage were all similar.

Most of them are once glorious business families or martial arts lineages that are now gradually declining.

What they all shared was that they were very wealthy, but no outstanding martial artists were born in their later generations, and even the male heirs were in jeopardy.

Lin Qiye had probably figured out what was going on with these supposedly "declining" small families.

In an empire where martial artists are the dominant force at the top of society, wealth without the protection of force is nothing but a castle in the air, which can be blown away by wind and rain at any time.

Even more fatally, the women of childbearing age in the tribe are already in their thirties or forties, having missed the optimal age for childbearing.

Moreover, despite his ordinary physical attributes, he was arrogant and looked down on ordinary martial artists.

Those exceptionally talented martial artists, on the other hand, looked down on them and their declining families.

Unable to reach the high or the low, the family's bloodline faced a serious crisis.

Left with no other choice, these families had to lower themselves and spend a fortune to appear here.

They hope to use money to continue their family lineage.

After all, several hundred thousand is just a small amount of money compared to the future of the family.

Even so, at most it can only attract grassroots martial artists like Lin Qiye, right?

Lin Qiye's eyes lit up when he saw these projects.

For Lin Qiye, several hundred thousand is a considerable sum!

Moreover, I also accomplished the mission of having many children and many blessings along the way!

Everyone signed up!

Just then, a young woman in a dark blue combat uniform walked confidently onto the stage, introduced by the host.

She was tall and slender, and her neat short hair made her look even more dashing. Her beautiful face carried a hint of innate aloofness.

"I am Ye Qinghan, a representative of Xinke Biotechnology Group."

Her voice was cool and clear, yet her words were articulated with an undeniable penetrating power.

Lin Qiye raised his head, his gaze falling on the familiar figure on the stage, a look of surprise on his face.

Isn't this... that local Terra woman who lives right next door?

Unexpectedly, she was actually a representative of Xinke Biotechnology Group.

Almost at the same time, Ye Qinghan on the stage, while scanning the entire audience with her sharp eyes, also noticed Lin Qiye in the corner.

Her brows furrowed instantly.

His gaze lingered on Lin Qiye for a mere 0.01 seconds before immediately looking away.

Is this guy here to sell his reproductive information?

What a backward and inferior race...

Why was I admitted to Yinda University?

Why live next door?

At that moment, Ye Qinghan felt filthy.