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

This wasn't Tianjiao putting on an act; he genuinely couldn't bear to part with Bai Qingyu.

She liked Bai Qingyu very much, not in the way one likes a lover, but in the way one likes a junior. She had never met such a perfect younger sister before.

Ninety-nine percent of the demon race are brainless, and those who are intelligent are all single-minded. Take Tamamo-no-Mae, for example. She is clearly very smart, talented, and ambitious. Tianjiao thought the demon race was safe. Who knew that Tamamo-no-Mae would fall in love with a human woman halfway through her journey, and for this, she even disregarded the greater good of the demon race and went to burn down the capital.

When she first learned about this, she was both angry and helpless.

Now that she has finally met a smart demon who can understand her, how could she bear to let Bai Qingyu leave? She wished she could drag Bai Qingyu into a long, late-night talk, the kind that goes on all night long.

Bai Qingyu left, and it was already late at night when he returned to Tongzhou.

Without disturbing everyone's rest, he went to the kitchen to prepare medicine.

Halfway there, Zhen Tian came in, put on his clothes, and helped her with the work.

Among these items, there are things for Xiaoya to drink directly, and things for her to use in the bath. They are all treasures that can improve physical fitness and talent. If they were outside, they would attract a group of cultivators to fight over them. And now she not only has them, but she has them in batches. If she uses them up today, she can have more tomorrow. She can use them continuously for a full three months.

She truly hadn't expected Tianjiao to be so rich.

Bai Qingyu sighed. With so many medicines administered over three months, an ordinary person or even a genius would have been overwhelmed and died long ago, but Xiaoya was fine.

Once she absorbs all of this, it would be a waste of the money if her talent didn't see a significant improvement.

Indeed, when Bai Qingyu was taking stock of these rare and precious materials, an idea came to her mind.

Otherwise, we might as well have Xiaoya become Tianjiao's godmother.

That's incredibly wealthy. If Xiaoya could gain his support, the national treasury would never be short of money again.

Let's put it this way: the three Heavenly Sun Palaces combined aren't as wealthy as the demons of the Ten Thousand Mountains, unless these cultivators have eaten so many rare and precious herbs that no one else is buying them.

However, since this doesn't exist, the area of ​​rare and precious materials will always be a bottomless pit, a pit that can never be filled no matter how many there are.

There will absolutely not be a situation where prices plummet due to the influx of rare and precious natural materials into the market.

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Volume Two: Journey Through the Demon Book: Chapter Sixty-One - Carrying a Child, Carrying a Child, or Carrying a Child?

"Were these medicinal herbs given to Xiaoya by those two seniors? This is truly..."

Looking at the mountain of rare and precious materials piled up on the table, Zhen Tian thought that with so many of them, anyone who didn't know better would think they were worthless things. In reality, any one of these rare and precious materials would be a priceless treasure.

To put it bluntly, if you took any one of these and placed it in front of two Nascent Soul cultivators, they would definitely fight over it. Even a Nascent Soul cultivator or a Void Refinement cultivator would be tempted, let alone a whole bunch of them.

So Zhen Tian couldn't believe his eyes. Were these two seniors really that kind? They hadn't even seen Xiao Ya once. Bai Qingyu was also visiting for the first time, and yet they brought out so many precious treasures.

Bai Qingyu pondered for a moment, "It was given by the two of them. I still can't quite believe it, but I have to say, these two seniors are really rich, extremely rich. These things are nothing to them. Their idea is that after Xiaoya finishes eating here, she can continue to go to their place to get more."

Let alone giving so many, even if she just gave four or five coins, she would feel that Tianjiao was very sincere and valued this cooperation very much.

"Let's use it for now. Anyway, it's all for Xiaoya. The stuff is here, so it can't be wrong. I've checked it, and it's all genuine. The medicinal effects are also very strong, more than enough for Xiaoya to use. Every little bit helps."

For ten years, she had been worried about one thing: what would happen if Xiaoya didn't have the corresponding strength when she inherited the throne?

Since Xiaoya has already been allowed to cultivate, and the punishment from Heaven has been imposed, then of course the stronger her cultivation, the better. It would be even better if she could reach the Mahayana stage when she ascends to the next level. Unfortunately, even the Chosen One cannot cultivate a Mahayana cultivator in ten years. Even someone as powerful as Changsheng only managed to reach the Void Refinement and Body Integration stage in ten years. He still has a long way to go before reaching the Mahayana stage. Perhaps it will take him twenty or even thirty years to become a Mahayana cultivator.

As for Xiaoya, it's not necessarily true that she needs to reach the Great Ascension stage. Bai Qingyu's idea is that it would be best if she could reach the Nascent Soul stage or even the Void Refinement stage.

This level of strength is indeed not weak. In the outside world, the cultivators you usually see are basically at the top level of the Nascent Soul stage, and you can hardly ever see a Void Refinement stage cultivator, because at this level, they are all high-level members of the major sects and do not show their faces in public.

The good news after Xiaoya took over is that there is still time for a buffer period.

After ten years in power, he will maintain order and stability with the Great Spirit while waiting for the right opportunity to strike.

When the time is right, we'll seize the ruins in one fell swoop. With the addition of the Heavenly Flood Dragon and the Peacock, we'll take off immediately.

If everything goes smoothly, that would be ideal. But what if something goes wrong along the way? For example, the Ten Thousand Mountains might be targeted, forcing the two powerful demon clans to return to defend.

Having interrupted her train of thought, Bai Qingyu forced herself not to think about these things for the moment.

Unfortunately, she's been acting a bit neurotic lately, constantly having these kinds of wild thoughts and then telling herself to stay calm, repeating this cycle over and over again.

"Xiaoya's body can fully absorb these drugs, so we owe Shiwan Dashan a favor."

Bai Qingyu picked up a treasure that looked like a ginseng root. Don't be fooled by how docile it is now; it's only being suppressed by her demonic power. As soon as she withdraws her demonic power, it will immediately escape.

These treasures are so powerful that they have even developed some instinctive self-awareness.

"Let Xiaoya try it first, and then let her take a bath tomorrow morning."

After Bai Qingyu finished speaking, Zhen Tian took out a small portion of the medicinal herbs according to the dosage she mentioned, including the ginseng that Bai Qingyu had just been holding. She was quite curious about it, as it was the first time she had ever seen ginseng grow legs and run.

Bai Qingyu took out a large pot from his storage ring. This pot was nothing special; it was simply used to brew rare and precious herbs. Some of these herbs were not like ordinary medicinal materials, which could be brewed with ordinary fire.

Rare and precious materials require even stronger flames, such as the demonic fire ignited by Bai Qingyu's demonic power.

The main purpose of this jar is to resist the continuous burning of the demonic fire.

Generally speaking, with such a potent medicine, those with weaker constitutions would need to endure it for eight to ten days without interruption. Bai Qingyu, being strong, didn't need to wait that long, but even so, she waited until the next morning, a full ten hours.

Soon, all the medicinal herbs at Zhen Tian's place were processed, and the poor ginseng was cut in two by Zhen Tian and could no longer be used.

The water added to the large pot was not ordinary water, but liquid spiritual liquid transformed from the most abundant spiritual energy. Coupled with so many rare and precious herbs, Bai Qingyu couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

To put it simply, this whole pot has benefits even for Mahayana practitioners.

Once one reaches the Mahayana stage, their body becomes too powerful, rendering ordinary rare and precious materials useless. Drinking them would be pointless. Only rare and precious materials that can be used by Mahayana cultivators are truly valuable. This pot contains materials suitable for Mahayana cultivators, brewed for a half-step Lesser Golden Core cultivator who hasn't even reached the Golden Core stage yet. If outside cultivators knew about this, they would surely be devastated and lament the waste of such precious materials.

A typical Golden Elixir can replenish spiritual energy with just one sip. Drinking more than a few sips will cause the spiritual energy to become too abundant and leak out. If left unattended, drinking a couple more sips will likely result in the body exploding and the person dying.

Let alone a Golden Core cultivator, even a Nascent Soul cultivator isn't worthy of drinking this huge pot.

It was only because Bai Qingyu had studied Xiaoya's body that he dared not apply these medicines to her rashly.

Sometimes, over-nourishment can actually harm the body.

Xiaoya is the chosen one, with a strong and resilient body, which allows her to enjoy this benefit.

The demonic fire slowly simmered the medicinal soup, and Bai Qingyu, bored, chatted with Zhen Tian about the Ten Thousand Mountains.

“Life is tough. I never knew there were such powerful people in this world. Seniors Tianjiao and Kongque are even stronger than Sect Leader Ji Canghai. They are undoubtedly the strongest in the world. But it’s no use. With such great strength, they still have to hide in the Hundred Thousand Mountains. The demon race has fallen to this state and there is nothing we can do. If we had the chance, I think they would not take this risk with me.”

Zhen Tian nodded slightly, "The great calamity is actually a good thing for the demon race. As long as the demon race can hold the Ten Thousand Mountains and not make a move, the biggest improvement will be if they preserve their existing combat strength after the calamity ends. They might even be able to turn the tide in one fell swoop. Cooperating with my sister is indeed a risky move."

Even Zhen Tian felt the same way. From an objective perspective, the benefits of the alliance between the Ten Thousand Mountains and Bai Qingyu were obvious, but so were the risks. Given the current situation of the demon race, they could not afford such risks.

To put it bluntly, Tianjiao and Kongque are gambling, and for this, they are betting the future of the demon race.

Thinking about it this way, it's no wonder that Tianjiao was so generous.

Treating Xiaoya well at this time will enhance her strength, which is essentially treating the demon race well.

Bai Qingyu nodded silently and brought up another matter, mainly that the Demonic Sect wanted to kill the Merfolk, and she was now hesitating whether to intervene and take the opportunity to seize the treasure.

After pondering for a moment, Zhen Tian's answer was exactly the same as Bai Qingyu's.

Intervention is necessary; the Demonic Sect will inevitably cooperate.

Furthermore, this is Bai Qingyu's only chance. Otherwise, no matter what she does, she will have to take huge risks. No matter how she finds a way to open the gate, the prerequisite is that she can successfully open the gate and enter, which takes time. Human cultivators keep an eye on that place almost all year round, 24 hours a day.

I talked to Zhentian and confirmed my thoughts.

Time passed slowly, and the next day arrived in the blink of an eye.

Zhen Tian stayed with Bai Qingyu all night. At dawn, he went out to change his clothes and came back to prepare breakfast for the children. While he was preparing breakfast, Xiao Ya came in rubbing her eyes.

"Mother, when did you get back?"

"Mother came back last night. Did you rest well?" Bai Qingyu beckoned Xiaoya over, took her in her arms, combed her messy hair, and then piled it up high with a hairpin.

Xiaoya blinked; Bai Qingyu had never styled her hair like this before.

"Mom, why is my hairstyle like this today? Is there a mirror? I want to see."

Bai Qingyu smiled gently and used her demonic power to conjure a mirror. Xiaoya looked at herself in the mirror, looking left and right with great satisfaction. A smile unconsciously appeared on her small face.

She noticed that the hairpin in her hair belonged to Bai Qingyu. She had long coveted this hairpin, but unfortunately, she was too young to use it. Her current hairstyle was usually worn by older girls or even married girls.

"It's so beautiful, thank you, Mommy."

She called out sweetly, then asked in confusion, "Why isn't Mommy putting my hair in a bun anymore?"

Because she needed to cultivate and practice swordsmanship, Bai Qingyu usually styled her hair in a bun, but today was an exception.

Bai Qingyu pointed to the large medicine jar not far from her.

"That's why. Inside are the medicinal herbs that your two aunties prepared for you to improve your physique and talent. I brewed them for you all night. Take off your clothes and soak in them later. Hmm... just soak for half a day. You don't need to cultivate today."

Not needing to cultivate was naturally good news for the former Xiaoya, but now she has realized the responsibilities she bears.

In contrast, what she cared about was not the inability to cultivate, but the bubbling medicinal soup still burning with demonic fire below.

If they went in, wouldn't they be boiled alive?

This was cooked with her mother's demonic fire; she dared not try it.

Seeing the fear in the little girl's eyes, Bai Qingyu knew what she was thinking and smiled helplessly, "Don't be afraid. I'm not going to let you go in and cook it directly. Later, your mother will give you a portion, add some spiritual liquid, and you can soak it in the bath. You'll have to drink the rest."

"Oh, I see."

The little girl patted her still-sparse, barely-protruding chest and let out a long sigh of relief.

I'm not afraid of taking medicine; this medicine doesn't smell bitter at all, but rather has a refreshing sweetness.

In fact, you can't judge things by their appearance, nor can you rely solely on your nose to smell them.

Two hours later, Xiaoya took off her clothes and soaked in the light green medicinal soup. As soon as she entered, she felt as if she had been grabbed by a large spiritual hand, and countless spiritual energies rushed into every pore of her body.

With money spent wisely, the products were naturally top-notch, and Xiaoya's transformation was visible to the naked eye, until she was given her medicine.

Because it was so bitter, the little girl gritted her teeth and drank it down, as if she was about to transform into the "Heavenly Child Granny." Her little expression was really funny. If it weren't for the fact that she was taking a bath and Bai Qingyu wanted to protect the little girl's privacy, she would have wanted to record it.

These medicines are not just for soaking and drinking for one day; in fact, they should be used for ten consecutive days.

Bai Qingyu divided the pot of her brew in two, using one half for brewing and the other half for drinking.

Each half was divided into ten parts, so for the next three months, Xiaoya was very reluctant to get into the bathtub every day, and even more reluctant to drink the medicine.

Taking a bath isn't painful, it's just not very pleasant.

There was so much spiritual energy that each time it entered, the body would be filled in less than ten minutes. But the spiritual energy would still keep pouring in. Even though it was completely full and impossible for any more to enter, it would miraculously expand and accommodate even more spiritual energy.

Using both external and internal medications, Bai Qingyu stayed by her side every day. She wasn't peeping at the little girl taking a bath; she had no interest in peeping at her own daughter. She was doing it to ensure that Xiaoya's body wouldn't be overstretched.

She underestimated the power of these things. She had tried it once, and the spiritual energy was so abundant and violent that it didn't care how much you could handle.