Fate of the Immortals and Demons

"Perhaps Mo Hei is truly unfit to be the Holy Son? If he doesn't become the Holy Son, do I have to watch him degenerate into a demonic being, endangering the Three Realms?"

The colorful butterfly had been covering Mo Hei with its spiritual sense, and could not help but follow behind it while flying on the sword.

"No matter what, I can't let him become evil just to become stronger, let him do whatever it takes, let him fall into depravity, let him become a great demon that harms the three realms, and be despised by the world."

Caidie thought to herself, watching him silently from behind, protecting him silently...

Suddenly, Caidie couldn't help but think:

"I really hope that he is not bound by fate, neither a saint nor a devil, but just an ordinary person. If he is really just an ordinary person, then I would never have met him, nor would I have been ordered to bring him back to the fairyland."

Thinking of this, Caidie suddenly had an idea in her head and thought to herself:

"Wait, bring him back to the Immortal Realm? If I don't bring him back to the Immortal Realm, I don't know if I can break this fate. But if I don't bring him back to the Immortal Realm, do I have to accompany him forever, wandering between the Spirit Realm and the Small World?"

Mo Hei was delighted by Cai Die's thoughts and flew straight towards Lion Camel Ridge. Just because Die Er was truly kind to him, that was enough.

However, at this moment, the Demon King, who had already set out from Lion Camel Ridge and was on his way to Pingdingshan, suddenly received a message.

The Wolf Mountain stronghold had been defeated and lost by the combined forces of the Shushan Sword Sect, the Xuantian Sect, and the Yaochi Sect. The immortal cultivator he had been hoping to meet in person had vanished in the chaos of battle.

This made the Demon King furious. He abandoned his personal guards and flew towards Wolf Mountain at high speed with murderous intent.

"Mo Hei, be careful. Thirty thousand miles away, there is an extremely strong murderous aura rapidly approaching you."

"But is it a monster or something?"

"It looks like a golden-haired dragon-lion beast!"

"Uh, could it be the Demon King?"

"Probably."

"Then I'll just sit back and wait."

As Mo Hei spoke, he showed up, stepped on the flying sword, and landed on a sand dune below to wait.

In fact, when Mo Hei flew to Lion Camel Ridge and passed near Wolf Mountain.

If Caidie had not used the power of her Nascent Soul to hide her body, she would have been noticed by the three major sects.

However, at this moment, Mo Hei was tens of thousands of miles away from Langshan, standing on a yellow sand hill, so he no longer had to worry about being discovered by the three major sects.

"Uh, is there someone up ahead? Judging from his appearance and clothing, he's the immortal cultivator that the leopard demon reported."

It wasn't until a while later that the golden-haired dragon-lion beast, which had transformed into its true form and was flying in the air at high speed, noticed something.

He immediately stopped and looked up and down at the dark figure a mile away with his pair of red eyes like copper bells.

Faced with this behemoth as big as a hill, Mo Hei was not afraid at all, but rather very interested, as if he was visiting a zoo to see rare and exotic animals.

The golden-haired dragon-lion beast was looking at Mo Hei, and Mo Hei was looking at the golden-haired dragon-lion beast.

The two, one big and one small, one human and one beast, stared at each other quietly.

It was quite humorous and interesting for a while.

"Are you Mo Hei?"

Finally, the golden-haired dragon-lion beast lost its patience and asked the first question.

Mo Hei, however, acted nonchalant and asked instead of answering, "Are you the so-called Demon King?"

The golden-haired dragon-lion beast was stunned for a moment, then said in a cold tone, "Good boy, now that you know, you are not afraid of me? Aren't you afraid that I will swallow you in one gulp?"

"Die'er, this lion actually dared to threaten to eat me. How about we chop it up and stew a pot of braised lion's head to nourish you so that you can bear me a child in the future?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Hei was immediately delighted, almost blurting it out, with his saliva flowing and his eyes shining.

Especially this golden-haired dragon-lion beast, with its four strong thighs, they look like roasted lion legs!

Take a bite, and it's oozing with oil...

"Is this still the young master? I'm afraid the ancestor has been confused and recognized the wrong person!"

Facing Mo Hei's undisguised, burning gaze that seemed to want to devour him alive.

The Golden-haired Dragon Lion Beast had no doubt at all that this guy was definitely not joking?

"Well, didn't the ancestor give me a trace of blood? If I had no blood relationship with this kid, I would have swallowed this little thing whole to vent my hatred."

The golden-haired dragon-lion beast whispered to himself.

"I wonder what evil plans this Golden Lion King has in mind? But if he really dares to bite me, don't blame me. I will really stew it into a pot of braised lion's head to nourish Die'er."

Mo Hei saw it all, but his own cultivation was slightly lower than that of the golden-haired dragon lion beast, so he could not detect it with his spiritual sense.

Although the cultivation level of this golden-haired dragon-lion beast is slightly higher than that of Mo Hei, it is unable to detect Mo Hei's thoughts due to the special nature of Mo Hei's cultivation level.

"This golden-haired dragon-lion beast actually has a trace of blood essence? But I don't know whose blood essence it is? And where did it come from?"

With Caidie's cultivation level at the Nascent Soul stage, she was naturally no match for Mo Hei. She could easily detect the thoughts of the Golden-haired Dragon Lion Beast through her spiritual sense.

"Boy, if you don't want to be swallowed by this demon king, offer a drop of your blood quickly."

The golden-haired dragon-lion beast did not beat around the bush and gave Mo Hei a direct command.

"What?" Mo Hei was stunned, but remained unmoved. Instead, he asked, "Are you ordering me to do something?"

"Mo Hei, listen to it and squeeze out a drop of blood for it. Let's see what it can do with it first."

As soon as Mo Hei finished speaking, Caidie immediately sent a telepathic message.

"Okay, then I'll listen to my Die'er."

Mo Hei's expression changed faster than turning the pages of a book. He immediately took action, squeezing out a drop of blood from his right index finger and flinging it at the angry Golden-haired Dragon Lion Beast. He said:

"Hold on tight. If you don't give me a reasonable explanation, don't blame me for chopping you up and stewing you in a pot of braised lion's head."

"Humph!"

Although the Golden-haired Dragon Lion Beast didn't know the boy's attitude, why did it change so quickly?

All around, there was an endless expanse of yellow sand, with no one in sight. But now that he had obtained this drop of blood essence, he still prioritized the important matters.

With a cold snort, the golden-haired dragon lion beast opened its mouth and spat out a ball of blood, which immediately wrapped up the drop of essence blood.

Afterwards, it was seen that the blood and energy seemed to return to its origin.

It was absorbed by the drop of blood squeezed out by Mo Hei, and they merged into one like blood dissolving in water.

Seeing Mo Hei here, his heart couldn't help but move, a feeling of kinship that he had never felt before lingered in his heart...

"This is?"

At the same time, Caidie, who was also a mile away and hiding her body, and was not discovered by the golden-haired dragon lion beast, subconsciously took out the blood bead.

Not only did the blood bead emit a bloody glow, but the colorful butterfly holding the blood bead could also feel it clearly.

The blood light emitted by this blood bead is obviously much stronger than the blood essence dripping from the black ink.

It's like a drop of a grandfather's blood blending with his son's blood and a drop of his blood blending with his grandson's blood. There is a clear level difference between them.

The golden-haired dragon-lion beast, upon seeing this scene, suddenly understood. It then exhaled a breath of mist, wrapped the drop of essence and blood, and swallowed it into its stomach.

"Yang Zhi greets the young master!"

As he spoke, the golden-haired dragon-lion beast immediately transformed into a human form, looking like a middle-aged man, wearing an extremely luxurious golden python robe.

Like a powerful lord, he landed on the yellow sand and bowed to Mo Hei.

"Uh, young master?"

Mo Hei was filled with surprise, staring blankly at the dignified middle-aged man in front of him. He had a square face and no signs of any monster. Only his pupils emitted a faint red-gold color.

Facing Mo Hei's bewildered expression, the golden-haired dragon-lion beast, who had transformed into a humanoid form and called himself Yang Zhi, stood up and reported truthfully:

"Young Master, you may not know that the trace of blood essence I just spat out was exactly a drop of contracted blood essence left by our ancestor. Now it has merged with your blood essence, which shows that what the ancestor said was true."

"Could it be that the trace of blood just now belonged to my father?"

Mo He suddenly realized something and stared at Yang Zhi, wanting to ask him about his father's deeds.

However, he thought again, this was just the offspring of a spirit beast adopted by his father, so how could it know anything about his father's deeds.

"Die'er, I want to meet this guy's ancestor and ask him about my father."

After a while, Mo Hei looked solemn and sent a telepathic message to Caidie.

"Go! I'll accompany you."

Caidie was very obedient and only responded faintly.

"Die'er, thank you."

Mo Hei felt sweet and warm in his heart, and he spoke from the heart.

Caidie was unusually clever and said jokingly, "How strange! Even the little rascal knows how to say thank you."

"Die'er, if you're naughty, one day I'll make sure you can't get out of bed for three days."

Caidie was no longer silent. She seemed to be wondering what Mo Hei said about not being able to get out of bed for three days.

Of course, Mo Hei was just talking nonsense, so he turned to Yang Zhi and asked, "Can you take me to meet your ancestor?"

"It's an honor. The ancestor would definitely be happy to meet the young master."

Yang Zhi was naturally overjoyed. The reason he came in person was to invite the young master to meet the ancestor.

"Young Master, please!"

Yang Zhi immediately made a gesture to ask for permission, with a very respectful attitude.

"it is good."

Mo Hei just nodded and couldn't help but look behind him.

Originally, he had thought of waiting to meet the Demon Queen, putting on a complete show, and deliberately luring the Demon King to chase him and fly towards Pingdingshan.

This would also allow the people from the three major sects to open their eyes and take a good look to see if they had headed towards Lion Camel Ridge and attracted the Demon King to hunt them down.

It can be considered as a disguised form of perjury to clear himself of suspicion.

Just like, true and false, false and true.

After all, for now, he still needed to stay in the Shushan Sword Sect and learn various basic techniques from Ning Chenzi, which could be considered as laying a foundation for his cultivation. Moreover, Ning Chenzi was also very kind to him, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he taught him everything he knew.

However, now that he knows his identity as the young master, and that the ancestor of the so-called demon king is actually his father's spirit beast,

At this moment, I was determined to go and verify it, and ask about my father at the same time, so naturally I had to think of another way.