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

"buzz"

"Okay, okay, what's the rush?"

After Mo Shan'an finished speaking arrogantly, he changed his expression and pointed to the sword sealed in ice with a smile.

"........."

Mo Shitian carried the little guy and walked step by step on the ice, effortlessly pulling out the Dragon Meditation Sword, causing the surrounding ice to crack.

After regaining its freedom, the Dragon-Dark Sword launched a frenzied retaliatory attack, such as poking a hole here and smashing ice there.

Mo Shan'an glanced silently at the man beside her, noticing that he was having the urge to regret rescuing it.

"gone"

He now realized how stupid the sword was; he should have never come. No wonder the dragons wouldn't let it out.

"buzz"

With a single glance from Mo Shitian, the Dragon Mist Sword, which was still trying to jump around, instantly quieted down and hid behind Mo Shan'an, becoming a background figure.

The land of the demons was not dark and gloomy, but rather lush and full of life, more like a paradise.

"Welcome, Demon Lord"

Molu was the first demon envoy to follow Mo Shitian, and even after sleeping for so many years, his loyalty has never changed.

When he saw the man carrying a child who looked exactly like him, his mind went blank for a moment. The Demon Lord actually had a cub?

"Demon, Demon Lord, who is this?"

"Little Lord"

"Yes"

Molu bowed his head and said, "Congratulations, Demon Lord, welcome Young Master."

It must be a happy thing for the Demon Clan to have a young master. He had been waiting for this for thousands of years, and it had finally come.

Mo Shan'an felt that the demons weren't the kind of fierce and menacing people; they were all quite handsome.

"Like it?"

"like"

"Then go play by yourself for a while."

Mo Shitian still had matters to attend to, and since no one in the Demon Clan should be able to harm him, he put his mind at ease and told Mo Luo to "follow the young master."

"Yes"

Mo Shan'an did like it quite a bit, but it seemed that it liked it even more than he did.

Speechless, I watched the sword blades flying everywhere. They hadn't stopped for a moment since we entered this place. But it's not surprising, considering we've been sealed for so long.

"Hey, get down here!"

"buzz"

"Young Master, slow down!"

As soon as Mo Luo woke up, he had to play with the cub. This task was much more difficult than killing people. He couldn't let Mo Shan'an fall or hurt him, otherwise the Demon Lord would definitely not forgive him.

"buzz"

"what?"

The Dragon-Meditating Sword sensed a powerful demonic aura and guided the cub to follow it.

Mo Shan'an stared blankly at the excited Long Ming Sword. Was there treasure ahead? Treasure!! A golden treasure!

Do you know why it's so good to stay with the dragons? Because they're rich.

"Treasure, here I come!"

"Young Master, that's a forest of demonic beasts; you can't go in."

What Molu fears most is not how powerful the monsters are, but how ugly the little guy is, since these are the forest monsters that even the Demon Lord hates.

"Forehead"

Mo Shan'an was stunned when he entered the Monster Forest. There were all sorts of animals he had never seen before.

This flower snake with rhinoceros horns on its head has a bewitching body twisted like a pretzel.

Then there are these giant chickens with scales, what are they?

The strange and unusual monsters present also stared at the little brat who had barged in. Look at him, those clothes...

"Demon Lord, how...how did you shrink?"

The flower snake circled the little creature in fear, and finally came to an answer.

"Could the wilderness have such a function? I also want to go and seal it for a hundred years, and when I return, I will be a cute little flower snake. Oh dear, I'm too embarrassed."

"Demon Lord, Demon Lord, do you think I look much weaker than usual today?"

The man and his sword quietly moved back a few steps. Mo Shan'an felt a slight pain in his forehead. The delicate and sweet voice made his scalp tingle.

Can you imagine a giant, flowery snake speaking in such a sweet, coquettish voice, as if it were flirting with you?

"You... this is the treasure you brought me to find?"

Mo Shan'an slammed his sword down in front of the snake without hesitation, pointing at it and saying, "It's here to find you."

The giant snake accepted all comers. Its beastly eyes fixed on the trembling sword, it flicked its tail and shrieked.

"I never thought I, the Great Horned Flower, would have such a day. This sword looks extraordinary, it's just a little dirty. Let me take you to wash it."

"buzz"

"Don't run!"

A sword and a snake, the latter relentlessly pursuing, only Mo Shan'an breathed a sigh of relief, for the snake's gaze had just been fixed on his face.

"Young Master, are you alright?"

When Mo Luo arrived, he only saw Mo Shan'an standing alone in the same spot. He didn't see the sword, but when he heard that delicate voice coming from afar, his lips twitched slightly.

"Young Master, this place is not safe to stay any longer. Let's get out of here quickly."

If that bighorn flower comes back, it might target them. It's not that they can't beat it, but they'll have to go through some language barriers.

“Go, go, go”

Hurry up and leave. As for the Dragon-Dark Sword, let it play with it to its heart's content.

Along the way, Molu followed closely behind, wanting to ask but hesitant to, yet afraid of overstepping his bounds.

"You have something to say to me?"

"No, no, I was just curious."

"go ahead"

Mo Shan'an noticed that the man had taken good care of him throughout the journey, and it seemed that his status in the Demon Clan was not low. At least Mo Shitian trusted him, otherwise he would not have entrusted himself to him.

"May I ask, who is the young master's birth mother?"

Mo Luo was extremely curious. In all these years by the side of the Demon Lord, he had never even had a woman. How could a child with blood ties suddenly appear?

Seeing the other person's curiosity, Mo Shan'an casually remarked, "I've only ever seen Mo Shitian since I was born; there's no one else."

After hearing this, Mo Luo frowned. His first reaction was, "How could I, the dignified Demon Lord of the Demon Clan, be disliked by a woman?"

No, maybe the Demon Lord rejected the other party, leaving only the young master.

"Young Master, don't worry, there are plenty of women in the world who want to be the Demon Lord's wife."

Upon hearing this, Mo Shan'an suddenly narrowed his round eyes and stared at the man who had spoken, then snorted and ignored him.

Mo Luo was completely baffled. Why was the young master angry? Had he said something wrong?

As if on cue, Mo Shan'an arrived at the main hall. Mo Shitian sat on the main seat, flanked by elders of the demon race.

There was another person who arrived here at the same time as him. Why was she here?!

Yu Ji gritted her teeth and stared intently at Mo Shan'an. This child was truly persistent; he had actually managed to find his way here.

"This is the young master the Demon Lord spoke of?"

The people on the seats below were all discussing Mo Shan'an, and everyone was looking at him with kind eyes.

Mo Shan'an noticed Yu Ji, who could kill him hundreds of times with just a glance, and thinking of what Mo Luo said, "It can't be such a coincidence!"

Mo Shitian propped his forehead up without speaking, only reaching out to call the little guy "come here" after noticing his strange expression.