Stop crying, I'll give it to you, okay?

one year later.

The rocking chair gently swayed under the sycamore tree in the courtyard. Sunlight filtered through the sycamore leaves, casting dappled patterns on the face of the person sitting on the rocking chair with their eyes closed. Their dark hair was loosely draped over their shoulders, making their face appear even whiter and brighter.

Chi Buwan leaned back on the bamboo recliner, her long eyelashes drooping, casting a small, pale shadow beneath her eyes. The collar of her moon-white brocade robe was loose, swaying gently in the breeze, and the cuffs hung down, revealing a section of her fair wrist.

"father!!!!"

Is it too late?:............

If you were to ask him what he regrets most in his life, it would be that he made the second-generation Demon Lord call him "father."

Chi Buwan slowly opened her eyes, looked at the dirty five-year-old child standing in front of the rocking chair, and remained silent.

Can we throw him away?

【No.】337 answered for the 365th time, and checked the box after the daily task: 'The answer to the host cannot be lost'.

Chi Buwan closed his eyes briefly, then opened them again after a couple of seconds, correcting the child in front of him for the 355th time, saying, "Call me Master."

Xuanming raised his hand and wiped his face, instantly getting mud all over his face from his sleeves.

Is it too late?.........

"Master, Niu Hua next door is bullying me." The Second Demon Lord complained to him.

Looking at the mud on his face, Chi Buwan couldn't bear it any longer and took out a handkerchief to wipe his face, asking as she did so, "How did I bully you?"

Xuanming, with his belly protruding, said, "She wants me to be her husband, but I don't want to be her husband. She asked me whose husband I wanted to be, and I said I wanted to be my master's husband. Niu Hua said I was shameless."

The corner of his mouth twitched, whether it was late or not.

As expected of the second-generation Demon Lord, he already possesses the mindset and shamelessness of the current Demon Lord at the age of five.

Xuanming is the fruit of love between a cultivator and a demon, a very ordinary identity. The only extraordinary thing is that he has the remnant soul of the previous Demon Lord, which is the remnant soul of Canglongyuan's father.

When Xuanming was young, he was often tormented and controlled by the demonic energy of this remnant soul. When he was weak, the remnant soul would take over his body.

But as the story unfolds and time goes by, Xuanming goes through countless hardships and finally completely absorbs the remnant soul of Canglongyuan's father within him. At the same time, he transforms all the demonic energy into his own and eventually rises step by step to the position of Demon Lord.

It's not too late.

How many people does he want to send to the top of the world?

With that ability, why can't he reach the top of the world?

337: [Host, you are a Void Spirit Body from a rift. With the density of spiritual energy here, you can't even break through to the Mahayana stage.]

I knew this setting a long time ago, not long ago.

A dimensional ethereal being will either spend their entire life stuck in the late stage of Dao Integration, or have the opportunity to ascend to the God Realm, absorb divine power, and directly become a god.

If an ordinary person possessed a Void Spirit Body from the Boundary, they would be overjoyed. Having this physique would mean that they wouldn't need to cultivate diligently; their cultivation level would rise at a visible speed until they reached the late stage of the Dao Integration Realm.

At the late stage of the Dao Integration Realm, one is capable of standing tall in this world.

However... Chi Bu-wan, who wanted to send both the protagonists and antagonists to the top of the world, was not happy at all.

If he had a normal physique, he might actually have been able to defy the heavens and become the protagonist of "Rebellion Against the Nine Heavens".

Chi Buwan looked at the five-year-old boy in front of her, whose cheek had a small patch of clean, soft flesh that had been wiped clean, and pinched him, saying, "I am your master. If you dare to have such a rebellious thought, I will throw you away."

Xuanming's cheeks were pulled open as if they were made of soft, sticky rice. Upon hearing this, his pupils widened in shock, and he immediately threw a tantrum and hugged his leg, crying, "Master, don't leave me!"

Chi Buwan looked at his clothes covered in mud and screamed inwardly.

Is this guy really the second-generation Demon Lord?

337 stared at the red dot that suddenly appeared nearby on the screen, its claws twitching uncontrollably, its mouth open for a long time but unable to utter a single syllable.

[Sususususususususu....]

She frowned slightly, "Yes, yes, and yet you're still acting cute. What's with the cuteness?"

337:........

After cleaning the little boy's dirty face, she swiftly filled the hot water tub with hot water, stood up, looked down at her mud-covered trouser legs, her eyelids twitched, and she lowered her gaze to Xuanming. She nodded slightly towards the tub and said, "Go wash yourself clean."

Xuanming held onto his clothes tightly, looking up at him with his big, round eyes, "Master, wash me."

A cool breeze blew by, and Chi Buwan smiled, her eyes crinkling. As the child stared blankly, she flicked him on the forehead. Her smile vanished, and she said seriously, "Go by yourself."

Xuanming covered his forehead, looking at him pitifully.

Chi Buwan showed no mercy, declaring, "You're not allowed to sleep until you're completely clean."

Xuanming pouted in dissatisfaction and turned to walk towards the bathtub filled with hot water.

Chi Buwan looked down at the mud covering his legs, took a deep breath, and barely managed to suppress his emotions and accept it.

He flicked his clothes, and the mud on them disappeared. After hesitating for a moment, he changed his clothes.

Noticing that someone was looking at him, he paused slightly and turned his gaze to look over.

"The fairy is looking this way! Run!"

"Ahhh, run!!!"

The little devils who were climbing the low wall scattered in a flurry, running and shouting excitedly.

Is it too late?.........

Xuanming is half-human and half-demon, and at the age of five, he cannot control the demonic energy within him.

For the first two months, he and Xuanming were living a carefree life, eating, drinking, and having fun while hiding from the demon realm in the cultivation world. However, Xuanming's identity as a demon would be exposed in no more than two days in any one place, and he would be hated by everyone.

After several periods of wandering and displacement, he grew tired of fleeing and brought Xuanming to this little-known mountain village to hide.

The small mountain village is called Meili Village, located on the border between the cultivation world and the demon world, and we have lived there for more than half a year now.

He didn't use magic to disguise himself, nor did he change his height, because...

She looked away lately and secretly grew an extra centimeter.

"Master, has the local deity managed to squeeze up?"

Is it too late?:..........

"You seem to have grown a centimeter taller."

It's not too late.

Sometimes I really want to get rid of this shameless second-generation demon!

He took a step forward, removing the extra centimeter, turned around, and said, "Wash it properly."

Xuanming nodded vigorously.

Chi Buwan lay back in the rocking chair and sighed softly.

next second.

"Master, I didn't bring any clothes."

Is it too late?.........

He no longer wants to take on apprentices.

No one told him... not all disciples are as obedient and easy to manage as Xiao Wuli!

I don't want to be a father to anyone anymore.

As Chi Buwan approached the bathtub, she looked at the murky yellow water inside and felt a throbbing pain in her temples. She lifted Xuanming and placed him in another clean tub, frowning. "Next time you get this dirty, go wash yourself clean in the river before you come back."

Xuanming looked up at him: "Do you have to go to the river to wash yourself clean even in winter?"

Without hesitation, he nodded.

Xuanming said in a puffy voice, "But it will be very cold in winter."

Not Too Late: "If you're cold, don't make yourself so dirty."

Xuanming turned his back to him, clearly angry.

Chi Buwan took another deep breath, put the clothes aside, said "Wash them and put them on yourself" before turning around and leaving, lying back down in the rocking chair.

You brat!

He doesn't want children anymore!

He doesn't want a wife, kids, or a warm bed anymore!

He wants to marry a tall, beautiful wife who will remain childless with him.

That brat is not cute at all, and he's a million times less obedient than Xiao Wuli.

He paused for a moment, his expression blank.

Xiao Wuli.

After a long while, he rocked the rocking chair and looked up at the rustling sycamore leaves.

It will be another two years before Xiao Wuli emerges from the abyss.

In the original book, Xiao Wuli seemed to have already reached the Dao Integration stage when he appeared.

The protagonist truly lives up to his name; he achieved a level that others could never reach in their entire lives, breaking through from a useless nobody to the Dao Integration stage in just four years.

She slowly closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

We're about to catch up with him.