I am Guhuoniao, not an umbrella demon, please do not disturb me.

“Xiaoya is my sister’s daughter and also the Human Emperor. My sister’s words carry the most weight with Xiaoya. Leader Ji will understand this.”

"Hmm... these are just my suggestions. I don't really understand these things, so just listen to them, sister."

After saying that, Zhen Tian added something, which Bai Qingyu really wanted to say.

These suggestions are very important, more so than anything she had thought of. She truly lives up to her reputation as a little genius.

"Bu Zhentian, what you said is very useful. I've written it down, and I'll do it the way you said when the time comes!"

Bai Qingyu felt much better. The only problem was that what Zhen Tian said wasn't the real reason for her worry. What worried her was Xiao Ya, because she hadn't yet returned the borrowed luck power to her.

There's only one unit of power; she needs it, and so does Xiaoya.

Seeing that Bai Qingyu was still not happy, Zhen Tian simply took the initiative to hug Bai Qingyu and let Bai Qingyu's head rest on her chest. Then she said softly, "As for what you said about whether the power of destiny should be returned to Xiaoya, I think you can observe for a while longer. Aren't you worried that Xiaoya will be unable to keep up with others in her cultivation after losing the power of destiny? Then you might as well observe for a while before making a decision."

"The time is short, but it's not too late. And don't you think this power is too strange, sister? It's clearly Xiaoya's luck power, but it was absorbed by you so easily without any discomfort. It's as if this power originally belonged to you."

"My sister definitely knows more than I do. Hasn't she noticed the problem yet?"

When Zhen Tian said that, Bai Qingyu actually felt something.

Normally, the destiny of a chosen one is something no one can touch. For example, if someone like Xu Yuanqing were to try to calculate Xiaoya's fate, he would definitely not gain anything. And if he were to forcibly try to calculate it, or even use some kind of power to change Xiaoya's destiny and touch her destiny, he would definitely be killed by the backlash.

This backlash doesn't discriminate based on strength. Even someone with the strength of a Great Ascension cultivator would be severely injured by the backlash, if not killed.

As for myself, none of this affected Xiaoya's fate. I simply absorbed all her luck, and not only did nothing wrong, but it gradually became a part of her body. I used it without any awkwardness or resistance.

Secondly, is a chosen one who has lost his luck still a chosen one?

Under normal circumstances, that's definitely not the case.

However, in reality, didn't she just conduct an experiment today? Xiaoya is still the chosen one.

If it weren't for fate, her blood would never have reacted with the ruins.

Bai Qingyu refused to believe that these cultivators would be so foolish as to not even think of the royal family. Someone must have brought in blood experiments from other princes and princesses, and the result would be obvious.

If Heaven bestowed its fortune upon me through Xiaoya's body, it makes sense; I am also a very important pawn.

Thinking of this, Bai Qingyu found a comfortable position and posture, feeling the elastic softness and gently smelling the refreshing fragrance. She had her answer.

Let's do as Zhen Tian says.

She could only fantasize about it, so she might as well wait and see.

If Xiaoya's cultivation speed far surpasses that of her peers, and even after slowly channeling her Qi and Luck into her, she still cannot change the situation, then she will have no choice but to shamelessly borrow her daughter's power for a while longer.

Thinking about this, Bai Qingyu felt like he was a complete waste.

Despite the loud noise outside, who would know that half of her strength came from her daughter?

Without this power, she wouldn't even be a Mahayana practitioner.

The slight sense of defeat in her heart disappeared, Bai Qingyu hummed in agreement, suddenly stood up, straddled Zhen Tian, ​​her eyes shy yet fiery, her cherry lips exhaling hot breath, her voice alluring, and one hand hooked Zhen Tian's chin.

"Thank you for your guidance, Miss Makoto. So, what reward would you like, Miss Makoto?"

The barrier effectively isolated the room, preventing conversations from getting out, and similarly, preventing any strange noises from spreading.

The next day, Bai Qingyu woke up feeling refreshed.

Despite the ordeal of the night, it didn't affect her or Zhentian's physical condition at all; in fact, it made them feel relaxed.

After figuring it out, everything around me seemed much simpler.

After making breakfast for everyone, Bai Qingyu, as usual, kept an eye on Xiaoya's cultivation.

In fact, Xiaoya's cultivation speed has far surpassed that of the fanfiction; the fact that Bai Qingyu thinks it's slow is just that he has too high a standard.

As Xiaoya officially got on the right track, her cultivation improved visibly. She was only ten years old this year, and Bai Qingyu was confident that he could help her reach the Golden Core stage before she turned eleven.

It has to be said that if she had the strength she has now back then, Dong Qing wouldn't have needed to study at Tianyang Palace. She could have taught herself and become a sword immortal just the same.

Days passed by, and before we knew it, more than half a year had gone by.

Bai Qingyu finally confirmed one thing.

Xiaoya's cultivation speed really has nothing to do with luck.

She brought Xiaoya a lot of good fortune, but in reality, nothing changed much.

This left Bai Qingyu unsure whether to be sad or happy.

The fact that we can't speed up Xiaoya's cultivation means that her cultivation speed is limited.

The good news is that I don't need to return my power to her for now; I can continue to borrow it and deal with all the messy things at hand first.

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Volume Two: Journey Through the Demon Book - Chapter Fifty-Six: Return to Peach Blossom Town

For more than half a year, Bai Qingyu did not contact anything that happened outside, as if everything was calm and nothing was happening outside. She stayed at home every day to take care of her children and teach them cultivation and reading.

The past six months or so have passed since the Divine Phoenix disappeared, which is nothing to the world, and no one has paid attention to why it has vanished and hasn't shown itself since. There are countless power struggles and unspoken conflicts to deal with; the great calamity hasn't even begun, but we've already reached a critical juncture.

Every step laid out adds a glimmer of hope when disaster strikes.

In fact, none of the cultivators, including Bai Qingyu, knew how this great calamity would unfold, what the process would be like, or what the end would be like.

The only thing we know is that a great calamity will inevitably kill many, many people.

To some extent, there is a limit to the number of calamities. Once this limit is reached, the calamity will basically end. It may be half of the total number of cultivators, or it may be 60% or even 70% or 80%.

In short, no matter how many people die, every sect hopes that fewer people will die in their own sect. How many people die outside is none of their concern, as long as their sect's strength can be preserved.

The same principle applies to Tianyang Palace.

If other sects suffer heavy casualties, then naturally fewer casualties will occur in your own sect.

Therefore, every step of the current accumulation and groundwork is crucial.

Bai Qingyu was well aware of all this, but he couldn't be bothered to interfere. No matter how much the cultivators developed and accumulated, they wouldn't be able to produce anything worthwhile in several decades. As long as his plan succeeded, he didn't care about their strength.

He watched Xiaoya's cultivation every day, witnessing her growth bit by bit.

On this day, she did not stay at home, but went out and headed straight for Nanzan, the southern mountain of Shuten-dōji.

She kept in mind everything Zhen Tian had said, especially regarding the handling and arrangements for the demon race.

The lower levels of the demon race are very important and deserve our attention.

She came to see Shuten-dōji today for this very reason.

Shuten-dōji, Ibaraki-dōji, and a group of other powerful demons learned of her arrival and came to greet her early, accompanied by several high-ranking demons.

After so many years of development, Shuten-dōji's strength has reached the half-step Mahayana level. Given more time, reaching Mahayana will not be a problem. Moreover, with his fierce fighting style and solid strength, he might not necessarily be at a disadvantage against an ordinary Mahayana cultivator.

Similarly, the Nanshan demon clan also developed extremely rapidly, especially after cooperating and joining forces with the Shiwan Mountain demon clan.

This alliance was initially formed because Tamamo-no-Mae wanted to go back. Although he was not as strong as before, he was still powerful enough. He was not going back for the position, but simply wanted to take something back with him.

There are two Mahayana demons on the other side of the Ten Thousand Mountains. These two old guys are in a rather special situation. They are not very interested in the position of Demon King. When Tamamo-no-Mae was still alive, the brother and sister were always cultivating. It was only when Tamamo-no-Mae had an accident that they had no choice but to come out of the mountains to help.

In fact, these two were genuinely considering the interests of the demon race. If Shuten-dōji hadn't come this time, they would have gone directly to find him, though they might not have gone to find Shuten-dōji, but more likely Bai Qingyu himself.

Upon seeing Shuten approach, he immediately offered her a warm welcome and then asked if her aunt could return to the Ten Thousand Mountains, as he wanted to discuss some matters with her.

Bai Qingyu was slightly surprised to learn about this from Shuten-dōji. She had always felt that the Ten Thousand Mountains were aloof and difficult to approach, and that her rashly going there might cause some unexpected problems. As a result, she hadn't even gone back to her hometown in the Ten Thousand Mountains for so many years.

But who knew that not only would they not do anything, but they would actually look forward to her arrival.

"Is there something you need from our aunt this time?"

Shuten felt a little uneasy, after all, Bai Qingyu had said the day before that he had something very important to discuss with him, but he hadn't said what it was, but that they would talk about it in detail when they met.

Upon entering the main hall of the Nanshan Demon Clan, Bai Qingyu gestured to Shuten-dōji to have everyone else leave, leaving only her, Shuten-dōji, and the three demons, Ibaraki-dōji, in the hall.

Onikiri wasn't interested in this matter. There was another reason why he didn't come: every time he saw Bai Qingyu, he felt an indescribable impulse. He didn't even know what it was. It was like love, like the affection of family, and even a bit like the friendship between friends. Most importantly, every time he saw Bai Qingyu, he felt extremely hungry.

Bai Qingyu briefly explained her previous plan to the Shuten brothers, and also told them what Zhentian had told her before, which was about the training of the demon race below.

She had considered that Shuten might refuse, but if that were the case, there was nothing she could do. Everyone has their own path, and she couldn't force anyone to do anything.

Of course, given Shuten-dōji's personality, he immediately agreed after hearing these words without giving them much thought. In his view, this matter was beneficial to the demon race, and it was also something his aunt had asked him to do, which was enough.

As a close friend, Ibaraki-dōji was not as carefree as Shuten-dōji. He seriously considered Bai Qingyu's words and ultimately felt that it was feasible to do so.

There's nothing we can do about it. Shuten-dōji's personality is very unreliable. He's the only person in Nanzan whose words are actually heeded by Shuten-dōji. We can only try to think more about him. After so many years of cooperation, Ibaraki-dōji has long been used to it.

Seeing that his close friends had nodded, Shuten laughed heartily and said directly, "Auntie, just tell me how to do it, and I'll take care of it perfectly."

Bai Qingyu knew Shuten-dōji too well and knew he would answer that way, so she had already decided on a plan before coming. All Shuten-dōji had to do was follow the plan.

After discussing the matter, Bai Qingyu showed up, said a few words to the demons, and left after staying there for half a day.

She had originally planned to stay longer, but after hearing Shuten's story, she decided to go for a walk in the Ten Thousand Mountains.

With Tamamo-no-Mae there, there's no problem with me suddenly visiting.

I'll discuss cooperation with the demons of the Ten Thousand Mountains and also visit my home.

If you ask her where she left the deepest impression, it would definitely be the small courtyard in the Ten Thousand Mountains. Life there was certainly not as good as in Tongzhou, but it was her first home and the first place where she raised her cubs.

In the sky, Bai Qingyu flew all the way to the Ten Thousand Mountains.

While she was living there, she wondered what the Hundred Thousand Mountains inside were like, and whether there were monsters.

Now she knows that the interior is not only home to monsters, but also their stronghold. She's been lucky to have never encountered one. Otherwise, if something had really gone wrong, these monsters would have been territorial, and since she's a monster herself, a fight might have broken out.

Even if they don't fight, it's possible that when the season comes, they might encounter some male demons who are in a certain stage of development.

Or perhaps, Dongqing and Changsheng are being targeted, and one day when they go out and return home, they will find that their two children have disappeared without a trace, leaving only the aura of a certain monster at the scene.

After arriving at the Ten Thousand Mountains, Bai Qingyu flew in the sky and saw a small town that looked like a paradise. This town was probably the one she remembered most vividly. Its name was Peach Blossom Town.

Changsheng was found here and taken home. It was also here that she killed for the first time. In short, the memories left behind were very profound.

Instead of heading straight to the Ten Thousand Mountains, Bai Qingyu landed on the ground, transformed into human form, and held a wooden umbrella in one hand to cover most of her face. She then walked along the main road towards Peach Blossom Town.

This road is the one I took when I first set out to travel the world with my kids. It hasn't changed at all. I can almost picture myself carrying a bookshelf as tall as a person, with two children playing and laughing in front of me.

To be precise, it was one person playfully fighting, and the other being playedfully fighting.

As they walked, they came across a fruit tree with fruit on it. The little girl insisted on trying some, but it was so sour that she couldn't stand it.

The little boy behind her didn't say much, but instead took the other fruit from the little girl's hand and took a small bite.