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

Mo Shitian stepped into the Underworld again and found that the spider lilies at the entrance to the Underworld were gone. He frowned.

He caught a ghost trying to escape. "Where is the Underworld Lord?"

"Where is Lord Mingqing? I have no idea."

"Who is in charge of the dead now?"

"Yes, Lord Wuyuan."

Wu Yuan? Mo Shitian had no idea what was wrong with that person. He learned from the dead that the Underworld had changed hands three months ago.

"........."

Mo Shitian didn't know what that person was thinking. Based on his understanding of Ming Qing, he figured that he had probably suddenly lost interest in being the ruler of the Underworld.

Where is Wuyuan?

"It's right here in the Underworld Palace."

Originally thinking it was some powerful character, Mo Shitian stared at the demon he had pieced together in front of him with boredom. Had Ming Qing been replaced by this piece of trash?

-

"So, he didn't even tell me he was bringing me here!" He didn't even ask for my opinion? Could it be that he really has another child outside?

After Mo Shan'an had eaten and drunk his fill, he remembered to ask him why he was with the Dragon Clan.

It would be a lie to say he wasn't disappointed after getting the answer. Wasn't it supposed to be ten days? Could it be that Mo Shitian was annoyed by his excessive antics these past few days?

"You're sleeping too soundly; he probably doesn't want to wake you."

Di Moxiao still remembers the reluctance in Mo Shitian's eyes as he looked at the little guy, and the warning he gave him before leaving.

"Cough, really? Was I sleeping that soundly?"

Mo Shan'an suddenly thought of the masked man. It was all his fault for rambling on and on, which made him miss the time to say goodbye to his father.

(Masked man: Aren't you the one who's gossiping?)

"Ahem, Lord Dragon, are you having a meal? Would you like me to bring you some more food?"

Yuehua pretended to be passing by, but actually came to see Mo Shan'an.

He heard early this morning that the demon cub was with the Dragon Lord, so he came to check on it. If the Dragon Lord couldn't take care of the cub, he could help.

"Dragon Lord, do you need me to take him with you?"

Di Moxiao coldly refused, saying "I don't need it."

This is the first time he's taken care of my child, and now someone's trying to take him away? Di Yexuan is one thing, but why is Yuehua here too?

It would be a lie to say Yuehua wasn't disappointed, but she still said to Mo Shan'an, "I am an elder of the Dragon Clan, my name is Yuehua, you can come to find me anytime."

"gone"

Di Moxiao picked up the still-unresponsive cub and left without looking back, not even letting Mo Shan'an finish speaking.

With her head tilted and a blank expression, she still politely waved to the old man not far away.

"Bye-Bye"

A kind smile suddenly appeared on Yuehua's stiff face, and she raised her hand to wave, "See you next time!"

"Cubs are so cute, it's a pity they belong to someone else."

He secretly thought to himself, "The Dragon Lord is so stingy. You'd think it was his cub. Sigh."

Are we going back?

Di Moxiao pursed his lips, recalling what he liked to do when he was young. Apart from cultivation, there didn't seem to be anything else that interested him.

"Teach you cultivation? Is there anything you want to learn?"

The man wasn't sure if the little guy would like it. According to what Di Yexuan had told him, the cub preferred lively places, as cultivation was too boring.

"Have"

The little one cried out excitedly in his arms, rubbing his chubby little hands together, and said shyly, "I want to learn how to turn stones into gold."

Mo Shan'an stared at the other person with shining eyes. This spell should be very simple, right?

Di Moxiao didn't want to shatter the expectation in the cub's eyes, but he still told him, "Turning stone into gold is a trick of the human race. Stones can't be turned into gold."

"Ah! I thought it could actually become real!"

It's not true. There's no point in him learning it. It's more interesting to go back to his room and look at that golden room.

"Forget it"

Di Moxiao looked at the dejected cub who had once again perched on his shoulder, his eyes flickering slightly. He murmured softly, "Tonight is the inauguration of the new Demon King of the Demon Clan. It should be quite lively. Would you like to go and see?"

A new demon king has taken office? Mo Shan'an suddenly raised his head and claws. He wanted to go, he was determined to go.

"Go, go, go, I want to go!"

"Okay, I'll take you there tonight, but let's agree beforehand that you can't go too far away from me."

Don't worry, I'll definitely be extra "well-behaved" and extra "obedient".

Di Moxiao lowered his eyes and stared at him with a silent smile, not questioning his words, but his heart softened a little.

Whether he's good or not this month isn't a problem for him; it's just that seeing his serious expression makes him want to laugh.

"Very well, I will remember your words."

Xiang Wuye sent an invitation that day. He wasn't particularly interested in these things, but he just happened to remember that the cub liked excitement, so he figured it wouldn't hurt to go.

Mo Shan'an thought to himself, "There's no need to remember it so clearly."

-

"Mo Shitian, you really did come to see me."

"Shouldn't you give me an explanation?"

Mo Shitian stared at Ming Qing, who was wearing a mask, holding Yu Bai in his hand. His eyes were dark as he stared at the other man, as if he would not let him go until he gave him a satisfactory answer.

"Don't you already know? The underworld is no longer under my control. I'm imprisoned in this little wooden house."

The man squatted on the floor, looking aggrieved, like a bullied wife, expressing his grievances to his former friend.

"Get lost. I really didn't know that this lousy seal could imprison you."

Mo Shitian didn't want to know what was wrong with him, and exposed him without any mercy.

"Alright, this place can't imprison me, but I'm already tired of it. What should I do?"

The man changed his expression, his half-closed eyes suddenly opened, his aura became terrifying, and he chuckled in a low voice.

"You want me to take you out?"

"Isn't this for the best?"

Mo Shitian finally understood what the person in front of him was trying to do; his scheme was truly flawless.

"There's nothing I can do. You took the Hellfire, so you owe me a favor. If I hadn't let you off the hook back then, you...blah blah blah."

Mo Shitian's lips twitched slightly. This person really hadn't changed at all. Going out was fine, but...

"Oh, you're really going to do it?"

Ming Qing dodged the cold light by sidestepping it, lightly touched the ground, and disappeared from the spot like a fleeting shadow.

You scared him.

As soon as he finished speaking, the long sword in his hand transformed into a streak of silver light, relentlessly pursuing the flying man.

"boom"

The wooden house was cleaved in two by the chilling sword energy, and Ming Qing could only dodge and could not fight back. Since he needed someone's help, he could only hold back.

"Isn't it enough that I apologize to your brat?"