Demon Progenitor Development Project

Ciwu City, a private house.

Because he needed to stay temporarily, Shugo searched for a while but could not find a suitable place to live.

Hiiragi was very picky; he felt that these small houses were not good enough for his wife.

A woman with that kind of temperament should be surrounded by a group of maids in a mansion that is at least several hundred square meters in size.

Ultimately, with the help of Jiguo Yansheng, they found a suitable place to live.

Kokunobu temporarily lent the vacant residence of Kokunobu to Hiraga.

This residence is quite large, with lush flowers and trees in the courtyard, making one feel refreshed and relaxed.

At this moment, Shugo was sitting cross-legged in the shade of the courtyard, staring at the small, exquisite black cat in front of him with a worried expression.

He slowly extended his right hand and gently pushed the little black cat toward the sunlight, as if he wanted it to bask in the warm sunlight as well.

However, the little black cat did not appreciate it. It struggled and resisted with all its might, letting out a sharp and high-pitched meow. Its originally soft and smooth black fur stood up instantly, and its whole body swelled up a whole size!

"Meow meow!"

[Sunbathing! You want me dead!]

"Meow meow!"

[Quickly abandon your dangerous idea!]

Little Kibutsuji Muzan, the black cat, screamed inwardly.

Not only that, the little black cat used all its strength to grip the wooden plank beneath it with its four sharp little claws, refusing to move forward an inch.

She looked exactly like a chaste and virtuous woman, determined to die rather than submit to the coercion of evil forces.

"Mysterious Realm! Cats need to bask in the sun, don't stay in the shade with Daddy."

Shugo, who already considers himself a daddy, is very concerned about his cat's health.

Seeing that the little black cat was very resistant, Shugo, who loved cats, had no choice but to give up.

"Alright, I'll just say you like to stick to me, Xuanjie."

Shugo muttered to himself, picked up the black cat, and stroked its fur, smoothing out its tangled and messy fur.

However, the little black cat was very naughty.

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The cat angrily stomped hard on Shugo's chest with its pink paws, as if it were venting its anger.

"I was wrong." Shugo verbally admitted his mistake, but he was actually feeling quite relieved.

After all, what's the difference between a kitten kneading and getting a massage?

After enjoying the cat's kneading service, Shugo was served a cat's food bowl, which was full of fresh raw meat and bones, still smelling of blood.

Muzan Neko looked down at the raw chicken in front of her with disgust.

Animals other than humans are no match for ghosts; they're like dirt to humans—they can't fill your stomach at all!

But he's a cat now, and cats can't eat human flesh.

Having the weakness of not wanting to be exposed is one thing, but if they cannibalize people, they will reveal too many flaws.

Muzan reluctantly ate a little bit of raw chicken.

"You're so picky."

Shugo poked the cat's head, clearly dissatisfied with his son's appetite.

Muzan Neko, with its vertical pupils contracting and whiskers trembling, bit down on the finger that Shugo was maliciously teasing.

Hiiragi Go doesn't feel any pain.

"You heartless kitten, I was just worried about you!"

Hiiragi let out a pitiful cry, as if a cat had bitten off a piece of his flesh.

The little black cat Muzan glared at the pretentious guy.

How come I never knew Shuuga was like this before!

The next second, Muzan was picked up and his fluffy cat face was kissed a few times.

Just as Shugo was about to continue, the cat's paw covered his mouth.

The way Muzan looked at Shuugo was a mixture of disgust and jealousy.

I despise this hopeless cat lover who loves to kiss cats!

Jealousy that even cats can have close contact with Shuuga!

After playing with the cat for a while, Shugo put it in its cat bed and went to find his beloved wife.

Shugo moved with utmost care, as if afraid of disturbing the tranquil atmosphere. He carefully moved forward, hugging the shadows of the corridor walls, each step taken with extreme caution.

Finally reaching the sliding door, he stretched out his fingers, gently pinched the handle, and then pulled it open very slowly and gently.

With a slight creak, he slipped into the room and gently closed the sliding door behind him.

Upon entering the room, Shugo's gaze was immediately drawn to his wife on the bed.

She was lying peacefully on the bed, her eyes closed, having drifted into a sweet dream.

The woman who usually exuded a cool and elegant aura, making her seem unapproachable, was now as serene and lovely as a sleeping little angel.

She lay there quietly, her breathing steady and long, her beautiful face appearing even paler in the dim light.

Her usual aloofness seemed to have been greatly diminished at this moment, replaced by a delicate and pitiful beauty.

Her ebony hair fell over her shoulders, and her skin, as pale as paper, was like fragile porcelain, as if it would shatter at the slightest touch.

Looking at his wife like this, Shugo felt a strong urge to protect her and a deep tenderness welling up inside him.

Shugo did not wake his wife; his mind was blank, and he simply gazed at her quietly with gentle eyes.

Muzan wasn't actually asleep: ...

Muzan's body, after multiple modifications, meant he almost never needed to sleep.

For Muzan, sleep is more like a habit left over from his human past.

Not long after, Muzan's eyelashes fluttered slightly. He pretended to wake up, his eyes still sleepy, and covered his mouth as he yawned softly.

"Ning Ning."

Seeing that his wife was awake, Shugo beamed and hugged his sweet and soft wife, kissing her pink lips.

After a good morning kiss.

Muzan was still not satisfied.

Shugo fawned over his wife, tidying her messy hair with an air of ingratiation.

Muzan enjoyed Shugo's service, changed into a black kimono with gold patterns, and knelt gracefully in front of the table, watching the obsequious Shugo with amusement.

"Ningning, how's things going with what we talked about before?"

Hiiragi asked tentatively.

Muzan remained silent for a long time, playing with the small, jade-white teacup in his hand, maintaining a very composed demeanor.

Shugo looked at his wife's expression with gentle tenderness.

Muzan snorted, and then, under Shugo's expectant gaze, slowly said, "Okay, I've already gone to call Jinko over."

Hiirago: Oh yeah!

Inside a massive mine in a certain area, Ren Guang, a loyal subordinate, is reviewing today's reports.

Inside the mine, there was not a single light, only the occasional sound of hammering.

This is the mine that Jinko discovered under the instructions of Fujiwara Shugo. Jinko became a demon at the beginning and helped Muzan Kibutsuji handle matters related to Kyoto before he went to this mine to start mining.

At first, human miners were used, but after too many miners ran away and betrayed the mines to embezzle the gold, Renguang simply started using ghosts as miners.

No need to pay wages!

Because even our lives are in the hands of the Ghost King!

No need to worry about miners getting sick or work hazards!

With the ghost's excellent physical condition and self-healing ability, there's absolutely no need to worry about what to do in case of a landslide!

Anyway, I won't die!

Unlike humans, they don't need three meals a day or eight hours of sleep!

A ghost can eat its fill for several days in one meal and doesn't need much rest!

Even the biggest flaw of ghosts no longer exists!

Because you can never see the sun in the mine!

This is simply a favorite of unscrupulous capitalists! A boon for slave owners!

Since using the ghost, Renguang hasn't had so much trouble anymore!

Therefore, Renguang simply reached an agreement with Muzan, allowing Muzan to send some useless ghosts to work as miners, and then giving Muzan a certain share of the profits!

If it weren't for the fact that he was using Lord Shuuga's name, Muzan would have already seized the gold mine for himself.

Ren Guang had just finished calculating today's output and breathed a sigh of relief when his expression changed. He instantly became happy, quickly packed his belongings, informed his deputy, and hurriedly set off.

The deputy who suddenly takes over a huge amount of work: ...