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

"Are we leaving like this?"

Mo Shan'an turned to look at the group of people, especially the fish demon on the ground, who was staring at him with a ferocious expression.

"Or should I leave you here to feed the fish?"

"Ooh!"

After hearing this, Mo Shan'an flapped his little wings vigorously and kept muttering, "I'm your biological child."

As the man spoke the last word, his eyes darkened, and he curled his lips into a smile. After the red light faded, the two left under the gaze of everyone.

Master, your wound

"It's nothing serious."

Qinghui brushed away the hands that were supporting him, indicating that they should lift the person on the ground to bandage and clean the wounds.

Yu Zhi pushed their hands away and struggled to sit up. He knew his hand was useless.

"Now that things have come to this, Qinglian, help him down the mountain and check on that young lady Ting'er to see what illness she has."

"Yes, Master"

Qinglian helped the man down the mountain. On the way, she saw his pale face and resentful dissatisfaction. He shook his head.

"That lotus seed isn't yours, and you can't force it."

"I'm only used to save people. Master always favors you. Even your name is based on the first two characters of your sect."

Yu Zhi was very unwilling. He had only fallen in love with a human woman, so why had they all opposed it before?

Qinglian was taken aback. Actually, he hadn't thought that much about his name. He was a lotus demon, and all his disciples shared the surname Qing, so it was only natural that he would be called by those two characters.

"Why would you think that way? Your master valued you so much back then, but you insisted on falling in love with someone else. Now, your master even forcibly rescued you from the Demon Lord's clutches. It was you who chose to leave the sect back then."

Yu Zhi remained silent for a moment. Yes, it was he who chose to give up, and now he has the nerve to question these things.

Many years have passed, and the man in front of me is no longer the cheerful senior brother. Yu Zhi, Qing Zhi, once that word was removed, there was no going back.

"arrive"

Qinglian looked at the bamboo house in front of her, with flowers and plants planted around the yard, which looked very cozy.

"Wait a moment"

He ran his hand over the man's injured right hand to make it look normal, but it was just an illusion; the hand could not be restored.

"Thank you"

Yu Zhi endured the pain, pushed open the door, and carefully walked in with a gentle smile on his face.

"Ting'er, look who I brought with me."

Qinglian followed him into the bamboo house, but the scene before him left him speechless. The woman on the bed was using her demonic power to maintain her physical body, but she had already stopped breathing.

"Why don't you come over?"

Yu Zhi was a little angry at Qinglian, who was standing there in a daze. Did he also think his wife was dead?

"By using your demonic power to imprison her dissipated soul, you are only preventing her from resting in peace."

"Nonsense, she's not dead. I'm infusing her with demonic power every day. As long as we can get the lotus seed, she'll wake up."

Qinglian clasped her hands together, trying to persuade him to stop fantasizing about resurrection. "Birth, aging, sickness, and death are the natural order of things. Moreover, the union of humans and demons is against the natural order. Senior brother, let her go."

Unexpectedly, the other party did not let go of his obsession after hearing this, but stared at him intently. "Qinglian, I remember that your demon power has healing properties. Lend me your demon core."

Qinglian looked at the man, who had fallen into obsession, with complicated emotions in her eyes. Knowing that she could no longer persuade him, she turned around and prepared to leave.

Desperate to save his wife, the man couldn't just watch her leave, so he rushed over, and the two fought from inside the house to outside.

"Ooh!"

Mo Shan'an and Mo Shitian were watching the two fighting below from above the bamboo house.

"Look, this is the demon that the old bald monk saved."

"Ooh?"

They came here just to see this?

"I told you before, don't take chances with the enemy. That's their nature, whether they are human or demon."

Mo Shitian still felt that the cub was too soft-hearted. If he wasn't by the cub's side one day, the cub might be sold off without even knowing it.

"Woo-hoo"

Mo Shan'an stared at the fish demon and attacked with ruthless force, showing no mercy whatsoever, while the monk opposite him held back.

The two didn't stay long. Before leaving, Mo Shitian transformed his demonic energy into a wisp of black smoke and entered the fish demon's body. He then left, embracing the cub in his arms, with an ambiguous meaning.

After Mo Shitian left, Qinglian noticed that something was wrong with the person opposite her. Soon after, the man's body began to spontaneously combust. She couldn't save him in time and could only watch him die in front of her.

"This humble monk was too naive, thinking he would really let you go."

The monk glanced at the top of the bamboo hut, staring at the man who had been burned to a crisp. He felt a pang of sadness and chanted sutras for the deceased around him.

Finally, he was buried in the courtyard, and then he went back to report to his master.

What he didn't know was that the woman who had died inside the house suddenly came back to life, walked out of the house, her eyes fell on the buried place, and a mysterious smile appeared on her lips.

-

Back in the demon realm, the father and son started arguing again.

"Wear it well"

Mo Shan'an was forced to carry a glowing lotus seed. Several times, he smelled the lotus seed's fragrance and wanted to eat it without even thinking about it.

But Mo Shitian stopped her as soon as she opened her mouth. The man had seen all her little actions along the way, and sometimes Mo Shan'an wondered if the other man had eyes in the back of his head.

"Woo-hoo"

The cub kept tugging at the lotus seeds on its neck. Seeing this, Mo Shitian had no choice but to seal in the unique fragrance of the lotus seeds. As expected, the tasteless lotus seeds made the little guy lose interest.

The man noticed the cub's change from wanting to eat to losing interest; it even licked the food once before wrinkling its nose and sticking out its tongue in disgust.

Mo Shitian affectionately tapped the cub's nose.

"Do you still want to eat?"

"Ooh no"

"Pah! Pah!"

It's bitter. It smelled so good just now, but it tastes bitter when I put it in my mouth.

"Wearing this will help you restore your spiritual power."

Although he was using demonic energy, he actually consumed too much of his spiritual energy, which was something Mo Shitian hadn't expected.

"Demon Lord, there is a masked man outside the door requesting an audience."

When Mo Shitian saw the cub sleeping in his arms, he raised his hand to his mouth to signal it to be quiet.

Molu didn't dare ask where the dragon cub came from. He swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue: "Why hasn't the young master returned?"

This made the man think, "Could the Demon Lord have traded the young master for this chubby little dragon cub?"

"Let him in, you go out first."

"Yes, I'll take my leave."

Mo Shitian watched as the sleeping cub began to unconsciously absorb the spiritual energy emanating from the lotus seed. He frowned, trying to suppress the rate of absorption.

"I said, how come your demon realm is even more boring than my underworld?"

Ming Qing, who had disappeared for several days, finally showed up. Upon entering, he saw the dragon cub in his friend's arms, raised an eyebrow, and asked...

"This dragon cub is a bit chubby."