I was born a god, the son of the Demon Lord.

The system was startled and dared not let Shen Jiuyuan discover its existence, so it hid deep within the host's soul sea.

Shen Jiuyuan's soul stared blankly at the scene before him for a moment.

In the center of the secret realm, a soft and translucent spiritual cushion floats quietly, and on the cushion, two eggshells nestle close together.

Shen Jiuyuan's gaze fell on the phoenix eggshell, and he subconsciously reached out his fingertip and gently poked the surface of the eggshell.

Soft and warm.

He clearly remembered that the last time he entered the domain, the little guys could still condense into chubby little chickens and little bugs, chirping and talking to him.

But at this moment, the eggshell remained completely still, with not a sound coming from inside.

Shen Jiuyuan felt a strange tightness in his chest.

He murmured softly, with an unprecedented sense of helplessness: "...It was my negligence."

"I'm sorry to have troubled you."

The temperature was conducted along the dragon scales.

So heartwarming.

He had lived for thousands of years and had never experienced such unexpected warmth.

In the mortal realm, on the Great Wilderness Continent, in Luoshui Village.

A remote and impoverished area.

Shen Jiuyuan had no father, only a mother who was bedridden with illness.

When I was five years old, heavy snow blocked the mountain pass.

My mother died in a drafty thatched hut, without even a tattered straw mat.

He used his hands, which were frozen purple, to dig a hole in the back hill and bury the person.

From then on, he survived by fighting with stray dogs for food in the village.

When I was seven or eight years old, several immortals dressed in white robes came to the village.

It is said that the immortal sects of the upper realm have come to recruit disciples.

Lin Qingyue, a fellow villager, dragged him along to join in the fun.

Long queues formed in front of the spirit stone testing area.

When it was his turn, he had just placed his hand on it.

"boom--"

The spirit-testing stone emitted a dazzling halo that shot straight into the sky.

The elder leading the group suddenly stood up, even tearing off a few strands of his beard.

"A top-grade single spiritual root! A top-grade single spiritual root that appears only once every thousand years!"

The surrounding villagers were all dumbfounded.

Who would have thought that the bastard in the village who fought with the dog for food was actually a genius?

Lin Qingyue also tested positive for excellent aptitude.

The elders of the immortal sect were overjoyed, but fearing that things might change if they waited too long, they immediately summoned a flying boat and took them back to the sect that very night.

Shen Jiuyuan sat on the edge of the flying boat, looking down at the village that was getting smaller and smaller.

He thought at the time that he would finally no longer have to suffer from hunger and cold.

Reality soon gave him a harsh slap in the face.

Just as the flying boat left the Great Wilderness Continent, a bloody gash suddenly tore open in mid-air, and several evil cultivators covered in resentment burst out and blocked its path.

The elder leading the group drew his sword to meet the enemy, but before he could even withstand a single move, half of his head was sliced ​​off by a blood-red scythe, his brains mixed with blood splattering all over Shen Jiuyuan's face.

It had a fishy, ​​pungent odor.

A dozen or so children whose spiritual roots had just been tested were so frightened that they burst into tears.

The leader of the heretical sect threw out an iron chain covered in barbs, which, as if alive, pierced through the collarbones of all the children, stringing them together.

The screams echoed through the sky.

Shen Jiuyuan's shoulder blade was pierced by an iron chain, and blood stained his coarse cloth clothes. He gritted his teeth, didn't utter a sound, and coldly stared at the evil cultivator walking at the front.

Several children along the way were unable to walk because their wounds were infected and they had high fevers.

The evil cultivator leader, finding it troublesome, simply took out his personal alchemy furnace and threw the children inside alive.

The screams echoed in the alchemy furnace for half an hour before stopping, and the blood pill that had been refined was swallowed by the evil cultivator in one gulp.

Shen Jiuyuan watched this scene with a profound sense of desolation.

These beasts had no intention of taking them back to their cave; they were all just mobile alchemy materials. On the third day of their journey, the group passed through the most dangerous forbidden area in the cultivation world.

Ten Thousand Demon Cave.

Below, malevolent energy surged, its depths unfathomable.

Occasionally, a few chilling roars could be heard.

The leader of the evil cultivators stopped and walked towards Shen Jiuyuan, holding a boning knife.

"This kid has the strongest constitution; we'll use him as the main ingredient today."

The iron chain jerked.

Shen Jiuyuan was pulled forward, staggering.

The cold glint of the boning knife reflected on his expressionless face.

He didn't beg for mercy. Countless deductions flashed through his mind: if he stayed, he would be drained of blood to be refined into pills, and his soul would be trapped in the pill furnace to suffer the torment of a hundred years of fierce fire.

Jump down into the abyss, and you're doomed.

Which one to choose?

The moment the evil cultivator raised his knife.

He exerted his strength suddenly!

With her small, thin body shoving aside a henchman of the evil cultivator beside her, she leaped into the Ten Thousand Demon Cave without hesitation, her iron chain piercing through her collarbone!

The wind howled in his ears, and the murderous aura turned into blades, instantly slicing through his flesh.

The leader of the evil cultivators stood on the edge of the cliff, cursing loudly, but dared not step into the Ten Thousand Demon Cave.

Shen Jiuyuan closed his eyes.

Dying in the Demon Cave is better than being used as raw material by these bastards.

He crashed heavily into the pile of bones at the bottom of the cave, his bones shattered and his internal organs ruptured.

Just as he was about to breathe his last, the pure demonic energy that had been dormant at the bottom of the Ten Thousand Demon Cave for ten thousand years suddenly erupted!

The frenzy converged on his broken body.

The excruciating pain tore through his meridians, and a certain ancient seal hidden deep within his bones and blood was forcibly broken open by this violent demonic energy!

That is the bloodline of the previous Demon Lord.

His immortal spiritual roots shattered inch by inch, and his pitch-black demonic bones regrowed within his body.

Turn to the devil's path and make great progress in a day.

What is the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons?

They were all remnants of ancient demons and bloodthirsty monsters that had lost their minds.

A seven-year-old child wouldn't even be enough to fill a tooth gap here.

Shen Jiuyuan survived.

He became a wild dog guarding its food, gnawing on the flesh and blood of monsters.

In his first year, he had to sleep with one eye open, and he had to get up and fight desperately at the slightest noise.

The following year, he learned to use demonic energy to temper his body. When his bones were broken, he gritted his teeth and set them himself.

In the third year, the outer monsters were no longer enough for him to kill, so he began to venture deeper into the inner perimeter.

They encountered a bloodthirsty demon spider at the Nascent Soul stage.

He can't beat him.

He dug a hole in the rotting elephant corpse and buried himself inside.

For three days and three nights, even breathing stopped.

The moment the spider lowered its guard.

He suddenly attacked, using a sharpened animal bone to pierce the spider's compound eye.

In the fourth year, he devoured the remnant soul of a Nascent Soul stage demonic dragon, and his cultivation level soared.

In the fifth year, he became the most terrifying existence in the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons, and even the ancient remnant souls would avoid him.

kill.

Killing relentlessly.

They fought their way from the very edge of the cave to the core area.

Five whole years.

When I was twelve years old.

The barrier at the top of the Ten Thousand Demon Cave, which had been sealed for a thousand years, was shattered by a pitch-black demonic blade!

The sky split open.

Shen Jiuyuan, carrying a sword, walked out, stepping over the remains of demonic beasts scattered on the ground.

Twelve years old.

Transformation Realm.

The news sent shockwaves through the entire cultivation world.

The old monsters from various sects emerged from seclusion, their faces filled with horror.

"A twelve-year-old Nascent Soul cultivator? How is that possible!"

"How did he survive in a place like the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons?!"

The news also reached back to the Demon Realm.

The Demon Lord at that time was Shen Jiuyuan's biological father, whom he had never met.

Send someone to investigate.

After quickly confirming Shen Jiuyuan's identity as his biological mother, the old Demon Lord sat on the throne of bones, trembling with excitement.

He burst into laughter: "Heaven blesses my demon race! A Nascent Soul cultivator at twelve! Such talent is enough to crush those old fogies of the immortal sects!"

He suddenly stood up and waved his hand.

"By my decree! Activate the highest-level summoning array in the Demon Realm! I will personally go to fetch my son back to the palace!"

"From this day forward, he is the Young Master of the Demon Realm! No, I will directly pass the position to him!"