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

I learned from my new friends that many demons will be going to Dragon God Mountain in a few days, and it will be very lively.

"You should know that your dragon clan has been guarding that demon in the wilderness for so many years, and he still hasn't died. Today I heard that the Demon King and the human race have joined forces to go to the forbidden area to deal with that demon."

The leopard became more and more excited as he spoke, as if he had already killed the demon.

Mo Shan'an grew increasingly panicked as he listened. Why did this demon's name sound so familiar? He tentatively asked, "What's that demon's name?"

The other person suddenly stopped and glared at him with disdain, their eyes conveying the message that he knew absolutely nothing.

Seeing that the other party was also a newborn cub, he kindly told him...

"That great demon is none other than the Demon Lord of the Demon Clan, Mo Shitian."

When Jinqianbao mentioned the demon's name, he deliberately lowered his voice, as if afraid of being overheard.

"?!"

Mo Shan'an felt like he'd been struck by lightning. His identity came rather suddenly, so it's not some melodramatic romance movie. You ask him if he's happy?

What's so great about that? It's shown in TV dramas; the villains and big bosses are always defeated by the protagonist in the end.

His first thought wasn't to escape, but rather to worry that in a little while, the man with whom he shared a blood relationship would be killed.

"what happened to you?"

"Woo-hoo"

Nothing

"Oh, let's hurry up and leave this forest soon after we cross this path."

"Woo-hoo woo-hoo"

"Hurry up, hurry up!" Mo Shan'an rushed forward with his short legs as if he had been injected with chicken blood. He was feeling particularly guilty because the leopard next to him was a little monster who hated demons.

It just so happens that he has some intricate connections with the demon race, and he's afraid that they'll realize what's going on and eliminate him.

The little leopard watched the cub running faster and faster, assuming he was someone who hated the demon race. It seemed the dragon race really did have a kind of obsession with the demon race, not even wanting to hear about it.

-

At the foot of Dragon God Mountain, there is a secluded peach forest, said to be the place where the eldest son of the Dragon King, Di Yexuan, perished. The peach forest is protected by a barrier, and no one can enter, including the elders of the Dragon Clan.

After sealing the demon race, Di Yexuan disappeared after that great battle. Some say he died, while others say he was killed by Di Moxiao to prevent the other party from vying for the Dragon Lord position.

In the peach grove, a man in black robes lay lazily on a peach tree, bearing a striking resemblance to the silver-haired man sitting beneath it. However, unlike the other man's aloof demeanor, he exuded an air of untamed arrogance.

"You can't stand staying in the Divine Lord's Palace anymore? You've come to my Peach Blossom Grove to live in seclusion? I've already told you, those old guys are really annoying."

Di Yexuan tilted his chin slightly back, holding a pot of wine in his hand, with one leg dangling casually.

There's something I want to ask you.

"Say"

What is your relationship with Mo Shitian?

"puff"

When Di Moxiao saw the other person spit out the wine, he moved away from him in disgust.

"cough cough"

Di Yexuan wondered if his twin brother had gone mad from handling affairs so badly. What kind of problem was this?!

"Di Moxiao, you'd better explain yourself clearly. What relationship do I have with that madman Mo Shitian?"

He gets angry just thinking about it. Mo Shitian tricked him out of a lot of good things back then, and he still feels utterly humiliated by the Feather Clan incident.

Di Moxiao ignored the man's clamor. He just couldn't help but suspect that the little guy's prototype was related to the person in front of him.

"Some time ago, a cub appeared beside Mo Shitian, calling him Father."

"what!"

The man in black robes looked surprised. He was truly astonished that Mo Shitian actually had a descendant. He jumped down from under the tree to his younger brother's side out of jealousy.

"He actually has offspring? Are you sure?"

Di Moxiao glanced at his unreliable older brother with a strange expression. Did he really not know or was he pretending not to know?

"What kind of expression is that? I have no common enemy with Mo Shitian. How could I possibly know about his cubs?"

The man couldn't stand the way Di Moxiao looked at him, and a bad feeling suddenly crept into his heart.

"You specifically sought me out just to tell me that Mo Shitian has a descendant?"

His younger brother deliberately came to provoke him, just to tell him that Mo Shitian not only lived a comfortable life in the wilderness, but also had a blood-related cub.

"The prototype of that cub is a baby dragon."

"You mean someone from the dragon race is with him?"

"The Black Young Dragon"

"pat"

The wine pot slipped from Di Yexuan's hand and fell to the ground, instantly filling the air with the smell of alcohol.

A black baby dragon?!

These words had a tremendous impact on him. He now understood what the other person meant: he was the only black dragon in the dragon race.

"You mean, Mo Shitian stole my cub?"

For some reason, Di Moxiao felt a strong aversion to the man's words. The little guy didn't look like him at all; the cub was very cute.

"Wait a minute, where did I get a cub?"

After his initial shock, Di Yexuan reflected on his actions. He admitted that he was never short of women around him, but he had never heard of any of them being pregnant with a dragon's egg!

"........."

Di Moxiao thought the man was crazy to come and ask him such questions. The man's excited voice made him want to throw him off the mountain.

"Where is the dragon cub? Is it in the wilderness? That damned Mo Shitian, he not only tricked me, but he also kidnapped my cub. Poor little cub, wait for your father to come and get you."

Di Moxiao raised an eyebrow, neither answering nor denying his brother's words, which was tantamount to acquiescence in the man's eyes.

"I'll go to the wilderness right now and snatch the cub back."

Di Yexuan left in a hurry, unaware of the scheming smile on the face of the person behind him.

Watching the man's departing figure, Di Moxiao could only gaze after him, having no intention of telling him the truth about the cub leaving the wilderness. He simply smiled.

"Since you have so much free time, brother, it's time for you to get some exercise."

Someone in the wilderness was just looking for a way to vent his anger, and Di Yexuan, who was delivered to his doorstep, could only endure Mo Shitian's wrath and be beaten down.

A nonsensical battle for the baby has begun.

The red and black figures fought fiercely, causing chaos and darkness. Mo Shitian channeled all his resentment towards Di Moxiao onto Di Yexuan. Although he couldn't defeat Di Moxiao now, he thought, "Can't I defeat you?"

"Heh, I didn't even shatter your dragon marrow with that palm strike. You're quite lucky to be alive."

"Mo Shitian, don't think I can't beat you."

Di Yexuan was slightly out of breath. Even now, when he thought back to that palm strike, his back still ached faintly.

"Useless idiot, moron"

Mo Shitian's lips curled into a mocking sneer. This ignorant fool dared to ask him for people; he must have been tricked by Di Moxiao.

Where is my baby?

"Heh, you brat?"

As the man's smile grew increasingly eerie, Di Yexuan quickly took a step back. If only he had known this would happen, he would have been more diligent in his cultivation back then.

If it weren't for not wanting to succeed to the position of Dragon Lord, he wouldn't have avoided cultivation, which is why he can't defeat Mo Shitian, who is now only at 50% of his power.