My little sect, which disappeared a thousand years ago, has become a sacred site!

Without any hesitation, without any pity.

In the eyes of their families, Mo Yingluo and Mo Yingyue were no longer hope, but shame.

It's the topic of conversation for someone who "almost became a prodigy but ended up being a joke."

It is a stain that can never be erased from the faces of parents.

Their parents didn't like them either.

They were thrown into the most remote corner of the family territory to fend for themselves.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the two girls are fourteen years old.

For fourteen years, there were no resources, no guidance, and no help in cultivation.

They were still just ordinary demons, showing no remarkable signs of improvement, and were still considered trash by everyone.

The sense of disdain grew stronger and stronger.

But at the same time, something else began to quietly happen—

The two girls have grown up.

The bloodline of the succubus race began to manifest in them.

That once-childish face gradually matured, becoming more and more refined.

Her long, silver hair cascaded down like a waterfall, her skin was so white it was almost translucent, and her eyes and brows possessed a natural, captivating charm that was impossible to look away from.

Their appearances are among the best of the younger generation of vampires and succubi.

As a result, they began to receive attention.

They are no longer despised as "waste," but coveted as "prey."

That day, the two women went to the mountains near their family's territory to look for food, as usual.

Their lives were very hard; they had no resources for cultivation and had to solve even their basic needs for food and clothing on their own.

Digging for wild vegetables and picking wild fruits, and occasionally setting a trap to catch a wild rabbit, is a rare delicacy.

Just as they were looking down for wild vegetables, a group of figures emerged from the surrounding bushes.

He was a young man from the vampire clan.

There were seven or eight people, each with a malicious smile on their face.

They recognized the man in the lead—he was the youngest son of a powerful figure in their clan.

They surrounded them, their eyes roaming brazenly over the two women, their gazes like those of wolves eyeing their prey.

The two women's expressions changed drastically.

Without hesitation, they turned and ran!

Thorns scratched their clothes and cut their skin, but they paid no heed to the pain; branches whipped their faces, leaving bloodstains, but they didn't bother to wipe them away.

They had only one thought—run! They couldn't get caught!

But they were just two fourteen-year-old girls with low cultivation levels.

Those who pursued them were men who had already begun cultivating and whose bloodlines flowed with the blood of the vampire race.

The distance is getting closer and closer.

The laughter grew clearer and clearer.

They seemed to be deliberately delaying their capture, as if they were toying with their prey.

finally--

They were forced to the edge of a cliff.

That is the Dark Abyss.

One of the most dangerous places in the Demon Realm, it is bottomless, with spatial turbulence sweeping below, and no living being that falls in has ever survived.

Behind him, a grinning figure approached step by step.

Before him lay an endless abyss.

The two women exchanged a glance.

At that moment, they saw the same thing in each other's eyes—

We will never yield.

They are useless, abandoned, and despised by all ghosts.

But they would never allow these vampires to defile them.

They turned around.

Take a leap.

The wind whistled in my ears, and darkness spread before my eyes.

They closed their eyes.

Then--

A sudden dizziness.

When they opened their eyes again, everything had changed.

No longer the endless darkness of the abyss, no longer the howling wind.

Instead, it was an unfamiliar, brightly lit hall.

I woke up faster than I expected.

A voice came from ahead.

The two women suddenly looked up, their bodies instinctively tensing up as they went into a defensive stance.

A man was standing not far ahead.

He was dressed in black robes with dark hair, his face calm, and he was looking at them.

"Hello, my name is Gu Changyuan."

He spoke casually, as if introducing himself.

"I want to take you as my apprentices."

The two women were stunned.

Taking...apprentices?

They exchanged a blank look, then turned to the man, their wariness exploding instantly like a cat whose tail had been stepped on!

Apprentice?

they?

Two good-for-nothings abandoned by their families? Two mortal demons? Two useless burdens with nothing but their faces?

Are you kidding me?!

The only thing they could offer was their looks, and this man must have been after their bodies!

Don't believe me?

Gu Changyuan was not surprised to see their wary eyes, which were like those of small animals.

He spoke slowly, his tone remaining calm:

"Your demonic seed is no ordinary demonic seed."

"It is the formless demonic seed."

The two women shuddered.

That legendary, one of no more than twenty in the entire Demon Realm—the Formless Demon Seed?!

"I can help you awaken."

After Gu Changyuan finished speaking, he said no more and quietly looked at them.

The two women did not answer.

They continued to stare at him warily, their gazes filled with suspicion, defensiveness, and a sense that they thought he was lying.

There was also a sliver of... an extremely faint hope that they themselves were unaware of.

Gu Changyuan noticed that the two girls were rather thin.

Fourteen-year-old girls should be growing taller and stronger, but they look much thinner and weaker than their peers.

With a thought, he waved his right hand.

A bunch of things appeared out of thin air on the table next to me.

That is—food.

But it's not food from the demon realm.

It is food for humans.

The two women had never seen these things before.

They grew up in the most remote corner of their family home; where had they ever seen such exquisite food?

The moment that fragrance wafted over—

Tears welled up in the two women's eyes and streamed down their faces.

But they still didn't move.

They stared intently at the food, their Adam's apples bobbing as they swallowed hard, but they refused to take a single step forward.

Gu Changyuan looked at their expressions—clearly craving it but stubbornly refusing to eat—and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

He stepped forward, picked up a pastry, took a bite, chewed, and swallowed.

Then, he picked up another piece of dried meat and took a bite of it as well.

"Not poisonous."

He said lightly.

Then he turned and left the room.

"Think about it yourselves."

The door closed gently.

Only the two women and the table of food exuding a deadly allure remained in the room.

They stared at the food, their eyes practically glued to it.

I want to eat...

But not...

What if it's poisonous? What if I eat it and pass out, and then that man...

But it smells so good...

Just then, my stomach started growling, much to my dismay.

"Gurgle—"

The sound was exceptionally clear in the quiet room.

The two women's faces turned red instantly.

They exchanged a glance, and in each other's eyes they saw the same struggle, the same longing, and the same "How about just a small bite?"

Ultimately, hunger triumphed over vigilance.

Mo Yingluo carefully reached out, picked up the smallest pastry, and put it in her mouth.

In that instant, her eyes widened.

good to eat!

It's so delicious!

She had never eaten anything so delicious!

Seeing her sister's expression, Mo Yingyue finally couldn't resist, picked up a piece, and took a bite.

Then, her expression was exactly the same as her sister's.

Next-

All vigilance, precautions, and concerns about whether it was poisonous were completely forgotten.

They wolfed down their food, looking like starving ghosts who hadn't eaten in ages.

Gu Changyuan stood outside the door, listening to the faint, turbulent sounds coming from inside, and the smile on his lips deepened.