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

Blood trickled down the corner of the boy's mouth, and the momentary daze in his golden vertical pupils lasted for less than a breath.

The next instant, his eyes turned into undisguised killing intent once again.

Here we go again.

Shen Jiuyuan flipped himself up from the stone wall, hooked his toes, and lifted the giant scythe that had fallen to the ground. He spun the hilt halfway in his palm, and the blade faced forward.

Before Shen Xizhou could even speak, the sickle had already arrived.

The blade sliced ​​in from below at an angle, aiming to slit his throat. Shen Xizhou was swept sideways by the wind and flew backward, his back slamming against the stone wall, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"you--"

Xu Nanyi clenched her right hand in mid-air, condensing spiritual energy into the shape of a spear, and a three-foot-long white light pierced straight into Shen Jiuyuan's face.

The sickle is horizontal.

The spear tip struck the back of the knife, sparks flying.

Shen Jiuyuan's attacks were devoid of any unnecessary movements; every strike was aimed at vital points, leaving no room for error, like a beast forged in a pile of corpses, each bite landing on the most fatal spot.

"Stop! I am your son—"

Shen Xizhou climbed up from the stone wall, but before he could finish speaking, the sickle swept across him. He quickly used his whip to block, but the whip was bent by the sickle blade, and he was forced back five or six steps.

Shen Xizhou's voice cracked, "Look at my face! I'm Shen Xizhou! Your own son!"

The boy paused for a fraction of a second, then stabbed even more viciously.

"So this time you've learned your lesson and know how to impersonate me to deceive me."

Shen Xizhou: "?"

Xu Nanyi flanks from the side, her gun moving in a straight line, forcing Shen Jiuyuan to retreat and defend. Taking advantage of this opening, she turns and shouts at Shen Xizhou, "Father, do you think we're monsters!"

"I can tell!"

Shen Xizhou roared back, parrying a horizontal slash, "But you'd even cut your own son's face?! Where's your manners?!"

Twelve-year-old Shen Jiuyuan swung his scythe in a flourish, "Oh, then may I ask my dear son, what do you think of being torn apart by five horses as a way to die? Do you like it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the scythe was drawn, its blade leaving a dark red arc in the air before crashing down upon him.

Shen Jiuyuan once encountered Yan in the Ten Thousand Demon Cave. Yan would transform into the appearance of an acquaintance and use dialogue to trick you into answering questions incorrectly. Each time you answered incorrectly, Yan would become stronger.

When Shen Jiuyuan first entered the Mushroom Kingdom, he was chased by this monster countless times, and even lost his arm twice because of it, which is why he is completely immune to all "dialogue".

Categorizing all languages ​​as "monster traps" is pointless.

Shen Jiuyuan swung his knife backhand, forcing Xu Nanyi to withdraw her gun to block. She was slashed backward and her back collided with Shen Xizhou. The two siblings fell to the ground, piled on top of each other.

Even if the siblings were fighting two against one, and the siblings were more skilled, they still couldn't defeat their own father who had fought his way out of a pile of corpses.

Shen Jiuyuan walked over, carrying a sickle, his steps unhurried.

Shen Xizhou roared in anger, "Dog Daddy, you've gone mad again! You haven't killed enough of the eggs, are you chasing after them to kill more?"

Shen Jiuyuan paused for a moment.

Egg?

A hint of confusion flashed in his vertical pupils, but it was quickly overshadowed by killing intent. Lately, the Word Demon had become increasingly outrageous, spouting all sorts of nonsense. Last time, that one even claimed to be his mother.

The sickle is raised high.

The siblings didn't have time to dodge. Xu Nanyi instinctively threw Wu Qiyue's mysterious powder, and Shen Jiuyuan fainted.

……

Xu Nanyi breathed a sigh of relief and dragged him into a shallow cave on the side of the canyon wall. It wasn't deep, but it could block the strong winds from outside.

Shen Xizhou helped move one leg, muttering, "So heavy! It's only twelve years old and it's already this heavy. What did it eat to grow so big?"

"He grew by eating demons." Xu Nanyi placed Shen Jiuyuan against the wall and casually used her spiritual power to condense a golden chain to bind his limbs.

She was skilled at this technique.

While she was still in the egg, she had seen her mother tie this person to the bedpost with chains more than once through the shell, and she copied it without thinking.

Once it was tied up, Xu Nanyi took two steps back and squatted down next to Shen Xizhou.

Two six-year-old children squatted side by side, facing a twelve-year-old boy who was unconscious.

There was a moment of silence.

Shen Xizhou spoke first: "Dog Daddy is still as bad-tempered as ever."

Xu Nanyi wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with her sleeve: "Never mind, let's be understanding. He doesn't seem to be much older than us."

"Six years older is still older." Shen Xizhou rubbed his swollen cheek. "Besides, what does his age have to do with his temper? He'll still be like this when he's eight hundred years old."

Xu Nanyi didn't reply, her gaze falling on Shen Jiuyuan's hand tightly gripping the sickle.

The old and new scars overlapped, spreading from the base of the fingers all the way to the wrist. Some had turned into dark brown bumps, while others still had a fresh pinkish tinge.

She had heard Shen Jing mention the rules of the Demon Cave from the egg. When demons clash, the winner devours the loser, leaving nothing behind—flesh, blood, soul, and cultivation.

If you don't eat others, others will eat you; there is no third option.

That's why he's immune to all "communication." Here, the one who speaks is either the prey or the hunter.

Shen Jiuyuan woke up very suddenly.

Without any transition, one second his eyes were closed, and the next second his golden vertical pupils were open, and killing intent surged up from the depths of his pupils almost instinctively.

He suddenly exerted force with his right hand, and golden light patterns exploded from his limbs, tightening and pinning him to the spot. His fist, halfway raised, froze in mid-air, just a fist's distance from Xu Nanyi's head.

Xu Nanyi looked at the fist hovering in front of her head, her eyes shifting from shock to calm.

Shen Xizhou was so frightened that the little pearls fell out of his eyes with a clatter, seven or eight of them rolling out and hitting the ground with a clatter.

"I knew he was a bad guy!"

Shen Xizhou jumped up, the little dragon's tail bristling with anger, and rushed forward to shove Shen Jiuyuan's shoulder, "Mother was right, he should be locked up for a few months!"

Shen Jiuyuan was pushed so hard that the back of his head hit the stone wall, but his attention was entirely focused on the chains. His meridians were suppressed, and even the demonic energy was completely devoured by this thing.

He struggled twice, but the chain tightened even more.

Shen Xizhou kept pushing him, once, twice, each push carrying the greatest strength and the greatest grievance of a six-year-old child.

"You're such a wicked person! I never want you to be my dad again!"

Shen Jiuyuan looked up at him.

The six-year-old boy's round face was half swollen, his eyes were red, his lips were pouting, and the wisps of hair between his dragon horns were a mess. For a moment, he felt that this face did look somewhat familiar.

But the thought was quickly suppressed by reason.

Word Demon.

The Demon Cave is full of all sorts of tricks; it's not surprising to be transformed into his likeness, and it's even less surprising to be transformed into a child's likeness. The time before last, a demon even pretended to be a baby and cried for three days and three nights, only to explode and perish together with him when the demon got close.

He doesn't believe it.

So when Xu Nanyi pulled Shen Xizhou away, Shen Jiuyuan had already given up struggling. It wasn't that he had resigned himself to his fate; he was simply waiting.

Wait until these two have finished acting and reveal their true colors.