时间很快来到了凌晨。

"Hmm... Is it dawn yet?"

Paimon groggily got out of his crib, rubbed his eyes, and mumbled something.

At this moment, Ying slowly opened her eyes, and the blinding sunlight shone onto the bed from outside the window.

"Paimon, what time is it?"

Ying rubbed her eyes with her hands, her tender red lips weakly asking Paimon.

Paimon flew to the window and looked at the sunlight outside.

"It's probably around eight o'clock."

Paimon turned to look at Ying and said.

"Hmm, I should get up and rinse my mouth."

A dozen minutes later...

In a quiet corner, a wisp of white smoke suddenly rose. After the smoke cleared, Ying and Paimon were standing there tidying up their clothes.

"Alright, let's hurry up and get together."

Ying picked up the Dust Song Pot from the ground and said.

"Okay, hurry up and go, don't be late, there are still many important things to do today."

Paimon stamped his foot, stretched, and said.

Then the Dust Song Pot that Ying was holding suddenly disappeared, but they didn't find it strange and walked towards the village chief's house.

Upon arriving at the village chief's house, they found Dixia already waiting there with her hands on her hips...

"Dishia, we're here!"

Paimon saw Desia, waved, and flew over to say hello.

Ying slowly walked over as well.

"Very punctual."

Upon hearing the voice, Dixia turned her head and spoke to Zhang Zan.

"Any results yet?"

Ying pointed her little finger at the door and said.

"I think it should be soon..."

Dixia crossed her arms and nodded.

"I've been wanting to ask this before. Dixia seems to know Candice very well. Are they longtime friends?"

Paimon waved his hand and looked at Desia with a determined gaze.

"I've known her for a while now. She's a very interesting person. She's good at fighting, but despite having such great power, she doesn't scheme against others."

Dixia answered seriously.

“I know, I know. In Liyue terms, it should be called ‘very martial’.”

Paimon stomped his foot happily and gestured with his fingers as he spoke.

"Yes, that's certainly true. I think only someone with a strong belief can be as focused and responsible as she is."

"If you don't believe us mercenaries, you'll be living a pretty miserable life."

Dixia agreed.

"I think you're great too."

Paimon stared intently at Desia, praising her enthusiastically.

"Really? Thank you then."

Dixia laughed after hearing this.

At this moment, on a mountain near Lingju Pass in Liyue.

"Heaven and earth give birth to all things, and all laws return to nature. Take oneself as the catalyst, create your body, seize your essence, take heaven and earth as the furnace, and nature as the fire, and it will rise."

Zhao Chuan was cultivating on a high mountain, muttering to himself.

After he finished speaking, a pile of flames appeared between Zhao Chuan's legs, enveloping him.

As the flames grew larger, Zhao Chuan's entire body was engulfed in flames.

On the high mountain, the firelight had already reached the sky.

This commotion also attracted the attention of many people.

"What's going on? Has a new demon god been born?"

A clear, crisp female voice came from the floating rocks in the air above Qingyun Peak.

"Judging by the intensity of this faint light, according to common rationality, it is probably a very weak demon god."

The man standing next to the woman spoke in a calm voice.

"Liu Yun, let's go take a look."

A serious look flashed in the man's reddish-brown eyes as he spoke to the woman beside him.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Then, the two figures on the floating rock transformed into two beams of light and flew towards Zhao Chuan's direction.

On the high mountain of Lingju Pass.

"Heavenly Fire Avenue, take me as the cauldron, solidify my body..."

Zhao Chuan clasped his hands together, making gestures, and the flames around him sometimes turned blue and sometimes red.

With a shout from Zhao Chuan, the flames seemed to understand him, leaving his body and gathering to the side, gradually transforming into the Chinese character "大" (big).

"The body is complete, the fire is shut off, and the one who made you serve me as your master."

Zhao Chuan implanted a wisp of his divine soul into the body that had already taken human form.

The divine soul that entered the human body instantly enveloped the entire body, extinguishing all the flames still burning on it. In an instant, a living, breathing person appeared before Zhao Chuan.

Zhao Chuan took out a piece of clothing from his storage ring and put it on the person next to him who looked exactly like him.

"Appearing before my eyes..."

Zhao Chuan draped the clothes over the clone he had created, then conjured a small flame with his hands, slid it across the clone's eyes, and said.

The clone opened its eyes and looked at Zhao Chuan, its gentle gaze revealing a hint of killing intent.

"I pay my respects to my master."

The clone, with one hand on his chest, lowered his head and spoke.

"Alright, from today onwards, you are me and I am you. Your first task is to protect Ying. Take these two storage rings and go."

"By the way, I'll also change your face in the future. Just call me Zhao Chuan."

Zhao Chuan looked at his clone and said.

"Yes, Lord Zhao Chuan, I'll go right now."

After speaking, the clone flew away.

Zhao Chuan glanced in the direction his clone had left and sighed.

The system is now active.

"Ding, the system has selected to issue the task."

"First, reveal your identity and mission. Reward: 4,000 points, 10 lottery tickets, and 100% cultivation."

"Second, conceal your identity. Reward: 100,000 Mora, five Rejuvenation Pills, and a Berserk Card."

"Third, those who claim to be demon gods will be rewarded with advancement pills, a demon god's body, and demon god's authority."

A selection interface popped up on the system screen.

Zhao Chuan looked at the task and pondered for a moment.

"It seems the gods here discovered me when I created my clones."

Zhao Chuan removed his mask, adjusted his posture, looked back at the screen, unsure of what to choose, when a voice came from behind him.

“This [friend] is the source of the pillar of light just now... You must be the newly born demon god.”

The figure standing in the air emitted a sound wave that entered Zhao Chuan's body.

"I was unaware of your presence, senior. Please forgive me."

Zhao Chuan bowed to him.

"You are innocent, there is no need to restrain yourself."

"I saw from a distance just now that your strength was very low."

"What kind of demon are you?"

The figure slowly descended from the sky.

Zhao Chuan relaxed, but was startled when he looked up at the visiting deity.

"Wow, what a huge bird!"

Upon closer inspection, a talking bird appeared beside a figure.

"How dare you! What kind of big bird is this? I am a celestial being with a name and surname. I am the True Lord Liuyun Borrowing Wind!"

"The Cloud-Borrowing Wind True Lord said arrogantly."

"Liu Yun, please calm down. My friend, could you please answer this?"

The figure walked up to Zhao Chuan and spoke slowly.

Zhao Chuan also raised his head to look at the seemingly mortal god in front of him.

The person before me had brown hair, amber eyes, a single earring, silver shoulder pads, and black and gray arm armor. He wore a traditional Chinese mandarin jacket with a golden dragon tail pattern encircling his lower body, giving him an air of antiquity and seriousness.

Even they all claim to be demon gods, so I can't really refuse.

"My name is Zhao Chuan. Due to being forcibly born, I have lost a great deal of my power."

Seeing that things were going downhill, Zhao Chuan made up a lie.

"Ding, host has completed the mission and the reward has been issued."

As the system's voice sounded.

A surge of power rose within Zhao Chuan, strengthening his entire body.

Zhao Chuan could feel that his body was very strong.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining the Demon God Physique. (God of All) explains... Your wish is to favor sons over daughters, and then you were born. No, it should be said that this strong wish led to the birth of this physique."

"Power has the ability to control fire, control stone, and combine yin and yang (that is, the combination of yang and yin within the body, resulting in procreation)."

Zhao Chuan was speechless after hearing this... What on earth is this all about?

"I am the god of all, the god who controls fertility."

Then Zhao Chuan said somewhat shyly.

"Pfft, childbirth..."

Liuyun Jiefeng Zhenjun couldn't help but laugh.

"Cough cough... No wonder your aura at birth was so weak; it turns out you have no fighting power."

The dark figure placed a fist in front of his lips, coughed awkwardly twice, and continued speaking.

"Hello, I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Morax, a god of Liyue, but I have now abdicated and become a mortal. Just call me Zhongli."

The dark figure waved his hand and said.

"Yes, Mr. Zhongli."

Zhao Chuan scratched his head awkwardly and said.

"Since there are no unexpected events, we'll be leaving now. The sect leader needs me."

Zhongli put his hands behind his back and spoke slowly and deliberately.

"Friends, we'll be going now, bye-bye."

Zhongli and Liuyun waved to Zhao Chuan and then transformed into a golden light and left.

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