It turns out I'm a second-generation demon.

The girl in the photo has phoenix eyes, delicate eyebrows, snow-white skin, and red lips. She has an aloof temperament and, according to her great-grandmother, is a perfect candidate for the role of an empress.

In ancient times, if she wasn't kept hidden away in her boudoir, she would definitely be snatched away and presented to the palace.

Li Xianyu snorted, "With my dad's character, he wouldn't need anyone else to fight over him; he'd offer himself up to the palace and happily become the emperor's father-in-law."

When they were teenagers, their parents took them to Putuo Temple to burn incense. The superstitious mother drew a fortune stick for each of her children, but she was not satisfied. On the way down the mountain, she saw a fortune teller by the roadside and paid him to tell her children's future.

To this day, Li Xianyu has forgotten his own fortune telling, but he still vividly remembers his sister's fate.

On that day, the fortune teller asked about the sister's birth date, examined her face and hands, and was immediately amazed by her beauty, bowing deeply and saying: "Long live the Empress!"

On the bustling roadside, passersby turned their heads to look. The four family members had different feelings: the parents were overjoyed, the older sister was indifferent, and only Li Xianyu covered her face in embarrassment, wishing she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

These days, charlatans have become so shameless; shamelessness knows no bounds.

The fortune teller's prediction was exactly the same as my great-grandmother's: she was destined to be an empress, and just by looking at her face, one could tell she was born extraordinary. There was no excessive exaggeration or flattery, though it was a pity that her birth chart was a little off.

At that time, Li Xianyu said sourly: So that's what happens when you have the body of a young lady but the fate of a maid?

After that, he was "trained" by Bingzhazi for two months.

.......

It was late at night when Li Xianyu got home. His great-grandmother was addicted to playing games and couldn't fall asleep without playing a few rounds. Li Xianyu lay on the sofa, habitually scrolling through the Bloodline group chat, but didn't see any valuable chat messages; the big shots were talking about trivial topics.

Jin Gang was still complaining about why Long Aotian hadn't woken up, which had caused him to beg in vain.

It seems that even for outlaws like those of bloodline, the law keeps them firmly under control.

This loser with gynophobia, haha... Suddenly remembering his ancestral kidney deficiency, Li Xianyu's smile gradually disappeared.

The other bloodline colleagues all have tasks to complete, and they only occasionally come online to chat for a few minutes. Among the bloodline members in the group, only a few are online regularly, and most have never shown their faces.

The teenage assassin has become trapped in the virtual world and can no longer chat in groups.

After scrolling for a while, Li Xianyu found a video of the little girl Tongtong.

Tongtong: "I visited the boss's house today. The boss's daughter is so cute, I took a video."

Thunder War Maiden: "Send it to me."

Vulcan: "That's my goddaughter, of course she's adorable."

[Archived] Murphy: "Tongtong goes to the big boss's house every few days, why don't we just make her his goddaughter?"

After reading the chat logs, Li Xianyu clicked on the video.

The video is set in a magnificent living room. A little girl dressed in white sits obediently on the sofa with her two short legs dangling in the air. She looks about four or five years old, with big, bright eyes and a fair, chubby face.

"Sister Tongtong, can I sing you a song?" she said in her childish voice. "My mom taught me."

"Okay," said another clear voice, sounding much older.

The little girl sang in her sweet, childish voice: "What color is a green hat? Baby color, baby color, baby color, then tissue color. Tissue color, tissue color, tissue color, then baby color."

His pronunciation wasn't very standard yet, and his speech was unclear, but his soft, childlike voice was very pleasant to hear.

Video ended.

Li Xianyu exited the group chat and browsed the current affairs section, where he found a featured and pinned post:

#Shocking! The Pantheon is about to open, and the world of bloodlines may be about to face a bloodbath#

"After twenty years, the Pantheon has finally reappeared. As everyone knows, the Pantheon is a relic left behind by ancient demons. Legend has it that it contains the power to seize the creation of heaven and earth. It is one of the few things left behind by the ancient demons in the world. Whoever can control the legacy of the ancient demons will possess the entire world. Eighty years ago, the demonic cultivator Wang Chen mistakenly entered the Pantheon, beginning a life of unparalleled power, almost invincible in his time. Twenty years ago, Li Wuxiang, the successor of the Li family's battle spirit, went through countless hardships to find the Pantheon, thus escaping the curse of his ancestral kidney deficiency. He wielded a kitchen knife to cut through power lines, leaving sparks and lightning in his wake, slaughtering corpses strewn across the land. Now, the Pantheon is about to open, and perhaps the next miracle will be you!"

Editor: Wang Lao Er

Pantheon, it's Pantheon again?

Just as Grandma finished talking about the Pantheon, related news appeared on the Ancient Demon app, and Li Xianyu had a bad feeling.

Li Xianyu sat up abruptly and exclaimed, "Great-Grandma, the Pantheon is about to be born!"

The clicking of the mouse suddenly stopped. His great-grandmother, with her back to him, remained silent until her character on the computer was shot in the head. "How did you know?"

Li Xianyu walked to the table and placed the phone in front of her. The phone's light illuminated her eyes, and stars seemed to be hidden beneath her long eyelashes.

"Of course, my father died because of it, and now it's about to be reborn. What kind of place is it?"

"An ominous place."

"An ominous place?"

"Yes, no one who has ever gone in has had a good ending," Grandma said. "That is the only verifiable ancient demon relic to date. Some say it's the burial place of an ancient demon. Others say it's the habitat of some ancient demon from antiquity, hiding its treasures. No one knows where it is, only that it opens periodically, at unpredictable times, and whoever can enter the Pantheon can obtain the ancient demon's legacy. After the Second Opium War, the imperial court called upon all descendants of the bloodline to search for the Pantheon with the full force of the nation, but they failed. If they had been able to find it back then, history might have been rewritten."

"My dad found a place that the entire nation couldn't find?"

"If the Pantheon opens, those destined to find it will naturally find it. Otherwise, even if you turn the whole world upside down, you still won't find it."

"And what about you?" Li Xianyu stared intently at her. "Do you know where the Pantheon is?"

Grandma shook her head: "Your father didn't take me with him. He wasn't sure he could come back alive, and my seal wasn't broken. If he went, we might be buried together forever. He told me that since he had already left a seed for the Li family, if he couldn't come back, he would let me raise you and nurture you into a successful person, just like I raised him back then."

Li Xianyu's heart skipped a beat: "My dad's hereditary kidney deficiency, cured?"

Grandma let out a soft "Heh."

He remained silent for a long time before finally asking the question that had been weighing on his mind: "What did my dad... gain back then?"

His great-grandmother stared at him: "If I told you I knew nothing, would you believe me?"

Li Xianyu shook his head.

Grandma's lips curled into a cold smile: "Yes, they didn't believe me either, so I sealed myself off for twenty years."

She said in a deep voice, "Li Xianyu, don't ask anything, and don't know anything."

Li Xianyu had never seen his great-grandmother with such a serious and solemn expression before. He felt a sudden chill and nodded subconsciously.

After saying that, Grandma stopped playing the game, silently got up, and went back to her room.