After crawling out of the eggshell, I decided to be a salted fish (a lazy person).

"The law of the jungle prevails over the weak. This is the law of nature. The demon race is merely abiding by the rules, and so are you, Di Moxiao."

Mo Shitian saw through these hypocrites who were full of lies. They were clearly afraid of the demon race, but they all claimed to be fighting for world peace. In reality, they were just trying to eliminate their rivals.

"Even the Heavenly Dao shows favoritism, can't you see that? The Dragon Clan hasn't had an easy time these past few years either."

Seeing that the other party ignored him, Mo Shitian turned around and his face darkened considerably. "Take your hand off it."

The scene that caught my eye was simply too gruesome: the cub was biting the golden-robed man's hand, while Di Moxiao let him do as he pleased, and even raised his other hand to poke its belly.

The tender scene between the two infuriated Mo Shitian. "Stupid things, even in their sleep they get taken advantage of."

Di Moxiao curled his lips, ignoring what someone said. His breathing gradually became shallower, his eyes slowly deepened, and his cold and stern face began to soften.

"emperor"

"Shhh, be quiet"

The latter, who was warned, is now very suspicious of who the cub's father really is.

Seeing the cub so close to its mortal enemy, Mo Shitian wished he could grab it and beat it up.

Unfortunately, the cub, whose spiritual energy was severely depleted, remained in a deep sleep and did not even feel when being rubbed or squeezed.

Seven days later

Mo Shitian kept staring at the sleeping little guy. Every day he would transfer some of his cultivation to him, but he was probably overdrawing his power. Meanwhile, the cub's body was receiving his demonic energy continuously, like a bottomless abyss.

These past few days, there's always this one guy who comes without fail every day, making Mo Shitian wish he could kick him out.

"Woo-hoo"

woke up!!

Hearing the noise, the man quickly looked down at the little beast lying on his lap. The beast was looking at him curiously with its round eyes.

Mo Shitian frowned, feeling that something was wrong, but before he could speak, the little guy cut him off.

"Woo-hoo, woo-hoo"

who are you?

The naive toddler is like a talkative old lady, occasionally blurting out things like, "Are you a human trafficker?" or "Is she trying to kidnap a child to sell?"

"To shut up"

Mo Shitian pursed his lips, his eyes cold yet tinged with helplessness. He knew that the vibrations of spiritual energy might have some effect on the little guy, but he didn't expect it to make him even more stupid.

"Woo-hoo~"

The cub turned its back to him, looking aggrieved. This person was so fierce; he must be a cub trafficker. But what exactly is a human trafficker?

"Mo Shan'an"

Mo Shitian asked with a hint of inquiry whether he still remembered his name.

"Ooh?"

The little guy's head throbbed with pain, but then the pain subsided. Mo Shan'an? Was this handsome man calling him?

Sure enough, he couldn't even remember his own name.

Mo Shitian placed his hand on the teardrop-shaped golden mark on the boy's forehead, and breathed a sigh of relief after sensing that the little guy's soul power was only slightly weak and that he was not seriously injured.

"I am your father, remember that?"

"Woo-woo" Father?

"good"

Upon hearing this title, Mo Shitian's lips curled up slightly. A little stupid is fine, but at least he's more obedient than before.

For some reason, the little cub, upon seeing the man's upturned lips and sensing his joyful mood, happily jumped up and down.

"Father,"

"Um"

"Father?"

"Um"

Mo Shitian's lips twitched involuntarily a few times. He had told him about their relationship before, but he had never seen him so excited and noisy.

"Father, Father"

The cub kept calling to him, and the man in red seemed impatient each time, but he never missed a response, and even seemed to enjoy it.

Di Moxiao overheard their conversation as soon as he arrived. Father?

"Ouch"

Mo Shitian had already spotted Di Moxiao, but this was the first time he had seen the little guy act so aggressively. He narrowed his eyes and stared dangerously at the man who was walking towards him.

Could it be that Di Moxiao did something to the little guy when he wasn't paying attention?

Di Moxiao stopped in his tracks, puzzled by the little guy's defensive demeanor. He frowned, wondering why the cub was so shy around him.

The cub's instincts told him that the man in front of him was terrifying, but he didn't know why.

"Waaah!" Bad guy

"........."

Upon hearing the cub's assessment of his position, Di Moxiao suddenly became even more silent.

He looked at the person laughing heartily and understood why the little guy was like that.

"I am not a bad person."

Di Moxiao hesitated for a moment, then squatted down, wanting to reach out and soothe the ruffled cub.

"Ow"

Mo Shan'an raised his paw and slapped the other's hand, his eyes turning red. Danger! Protect my father! Such a signal suddenly came to his mind.

He stood in front of Mo Shitian, glanced at someone behind him, and stared fiercely at the man in the golden robe in front of him, his intention to protect him was very clear.

Mo Shitian stopped laughing, a warm feeling welling up inside him. He had grown accustomed to the thousand years of imprisonment, the days of never seeing the light of day. It was as if the days had already ended, even though they hadn't ended.

"come over"

He called softly and gestured for the cub to come over.

Mo Shan'an glanced warily at the man in front of him, then stared blankly at the person who had called him, hesitating whether to go over.

The man in red didn't force the little guy. He simply got up, went over, picked up Mo Shan'an, and patted his head reassuringly, speaking with a hint of doting affection and pride.

"He can't do anything to me. At most, we'll die together. Blocking him like this is useless and stupid."

"Woo-hoo"

After saying that, he didn't forget to poke the boy's forehead with his finger. When the little guy heard the word "stupid," he lowered his head and nestled in the man's arm, feeling wronged.

Di Moxiao watched their heartwarming scene as if he were invisible, a pang of sadness welling up in his heart. The cub in front of him was clearly unrelated to him, yet it kept disturbing his thoughts.

In the Divine Lord's Palace, he also came to check on the other party every day because he was unconscious. He was worried about Mo Shitian transferring demonic energy to him every day, but he couldn't interfere.

Mo Shitian watched Di Moxiao disappear, a coldness slowly gathering in the corner of his eyes. Soon, that day arrived, and the hundred-year Demon Slaughtering Assembly began.

He knew that Di Moxiao had already heard about the relationship between the cub and him, and a hint of ruthlessness appeared in his slightly lowered eyes. The wilderness was no longer safe for the little guy.

Don't be afraid.

Mo Shitian comforted the sleeping cub in his arms, gently patting its trembling little body, but the worry in his eyes grew heavier and heavier, and a red light flashed in his pupils.