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

The demon she killed had a rather serious and responsible leader.

They painstakingly tricked the villagers into acting as human shields, but the battle that night was disrupted by Bai Qingyu's appearance. You have to understand that Bai Qingyu had just arrived here on his first day, and hadn't even warmed up his bed in the hut before the battle began.

The nun's body fell to the ground, and the surrounding villagers, including the village chief, were horrified.

This is an immortal!

The immortal died just like that, right there in their village.

This will incur the wrath of the gods!

Compared to the villagers' fear, the little monsters on the other side were different, shouting in unison and their morale soaring.

Some demons were even moved to tears. Just now, their leader had risked everything to avenge a brother. If he could avenge the deer demon today, he could get justice for himself if something happened to him tomorrow. They were truly lucky to have such a leader.

The black wolf demon also had several injuries, but they weren't too serious and wouldn't affect its life.

The first thing he did upon landing was to bow deeply to Bai Qingyu, saying, "Thank you for your help. The Black Mountain Demon Clan will never forget your kindness."

"Could you please do me a favor?" Bai Qingyu asked.

"Please speak, sir!"

"It's not a big deal. Just find a place in this woods behind here and build me two wooden houses and a yard." Bai Qingyu was going to stay here for three months or even two months, so he couldn't keep bothering the old man who had taken in Zhen.

Building two small houses with a yard would be quite simple for these monsters, taking only half a day. Bai Qingyu's request wasn't unreasonable, and the black wolf demon immediately agreed, promising that she would see the new house first thing the next morning.

Having avenged themselves and repaid their debt of gratitude, the group of demons quickly retreated without looking back.

The black wolf demon glanced at the Child of God, hesitated, and finally gritted his teeth, turned around, and left.

He tried to persuade the Son of God to leave the small fishing village, arguing that if he stayed, something terrible would surely happen. However, his attempts to persuade him failed; the Son of God believed the villagers wouldn't do anything to him and always maintained that everyone in the village was harmonious and friendly.

What he didn't know was that this idea would soon be reversed.

Most people are ignorant. When the people in the fishing village saw that the human cultivator had died, they thought he was an immortal. They never thought that an immortal could be killed so easily by a demon.

All they knew was that the immortal had died, and the promised endless wealth was gone.

The demons couldn't catch up, and they dared not pursue her. Bai Qingyu was powerful, and they dared even less to cause trouble for this humanoid beast disguised as a beauty.

So, on whom should this grudge be vented?

Bai Qingyu noticed that almost all the villagers holding torches had their eyes fixed on the Child of God. Their gazes were filled with a hatred that seemed to want to devour the Child of God alive.

Their last trump card was the Son of God, but the Son of God was quite disappointing. Not only did he fail to drive away the group of monsters, he also dragged out the immortal himself. Isn't this betraying his own side?

It's absolutely hateful!

His promising future was ruined by the Son of God.

Even though Bai Qingyu was still there, some people were already cursing the Son of God for being a traitor, and some even pointed at him and called him a good-for-nothing, asking what use he was.

Amidst the crowd's condemnation, Bai Qingyu heard a word she disliked hearing the most.

Sacrifice.

These madmen actually wanted to sacrifice the Son of God.

Bai Qingyu didn't say much or interfere. The moment he saw the Son of God here, he knew that a calamity was about to befall him. The black aura above his head had been brewing for a long time, probably more than two years, and judging from the current density of the black aura, the calamity was about to erupt.

He won't be killed, but this ordeal will change the life of the Son of God.

"Zhen, let's go back." Bai Qingyu turned and left, and Zhen lowered her head and quickly followed.

Bai Qingyu understood why she didn't like the village.

Most people are foolish, but this group is foolish to an extreme.

They will eventually pay a heavy price for it.

Back in the small earthen house, Bai Qingyu found that Xiao Die was already asleep while Zhen Tian was still waiting for her to return.

"Sister Bai, what's going on outside?" Zhen Tian stood up when she saw Bai Qingyu return.

"A cultivator came to this village a while ago and killed a demon. This demon belonged to a demon clan, and their leader led a group of demons to cause trouble. In the end, they killed this human cultivator, which can be considered blood for blood." Bai Qingyu walked into the house, and if she weren't so short, her head would have hit the wall.

The small mud house was too low, and there was nowhere else to live.

Tonight, besides Little Butterfly, the three birds will be crammed together to rest on that small bed.

The room wasn't big, and the three birds squeezed together. Bai Qingyu was in the middle, with Zhentian and Zhen on either side. Luckily, both of them were soft and fragrant, so it was comfortable to lean on either of them.

"Shinten has been developing quite well lately."

"Sister Bai!" Zhen Tian said with a hint of resentment and shyness.

"Let your older sister see if your development is normal!"

Seeing Zhen Tian's aggrieved expression, Bai Qingyu's mischievous smile finally disappeared.

"Just kidding, now's not the time to really look. Let's talk about it next time we take a bath together. Tell me about the Son of God, Zhen. What do you think of this Son of God?"

“He…” Zhen pondered for a moment, and finally came up with a word.

"A tool, he's like a tool."

“People use him when they need him, and leave him aside when they don’t. The reason we summoned him was that we hoped he would lead us to safety from disaster. As the prophecy of the Son of God has indeed led to the successful avoidance of many disasters, people worshipped him at first. But as the disasters stopped happening, people gradually stopped worshipping him.”

Bai Qingyu rested her head on Zhen Tian's shoulder and said softly, "In that case, it is indeed quite terrifying."

"The initial purpose of summoning the Son of God was to resolve the disaster, because they had just experienced a disaster. After the Son of God appeared, the disaster stopped happening. Once the wound healed, they forgot the pain and gradually felt that it had nothing to do with the Son of God."

"The Son of God told a villager that he couldn't go out to sea to fish that day because it would be dangerous. But when this man actually sat at home all day and saw the other villagers returning from sea with full catches, what did he think?"

"I think the more terrifying part is yet to come."

"Does God really know where the truly terrifying place is?"

Zhen Tian leaned on Bai Qingyu's shoulder, and she tried to adjust her position to make Bai Qingyu more comfortable. After hearing this, she thought for a moment and said, "What Sister Bai is saying is that the prophecy of the Son of God has failed."

"Yes, as expected of my Zhentian, he's so smart."

"The real terror lies in the fact that the prophecies of the Son of God fail. When he is alive, as long as the village doesn't encounter any trouble, it doesn't matter how bad people's opinions of him are, because it's just suspicion. However, when his prophecies fail and the village is attacked by disasters again, the Son of God's position will truly be in jeopardy."

“When the disaster struck, the villagers felt it was the responsibility of the Son of God. They all called him the Son of God, so how could he not have stopped the disaster? How could he not have foretold it?”

"Then what use is such a son of God?"

Bai Qingyu's eyes were deep as she recalled the scene she saw before leaving.

"I think that day will come very soon."

·

They didn't get much rest that night and chatted a lot. The next morning, Bai Qingyu heard noises coming from outside.

"Hey, banshee, where are you? I'm coming!"

It was that kid named Shuten-dōji. Bai Qingyu got up, yawned, and used a cleansing spell to clean herself up. As soon as she came outside, she noticed a figure rushing towards her.

Shuten-dōji was incredibly fast, his demonic power imbued with his fist, as he unleashed a punch at Bai Qingyu.

This time he learned his lesson. Last time Bai Qingyu took the initiative, so this time he took the initiative as well.

Just as his fist was about to strike Bai Qingyu, Shuten was filled with excitement. However, just as this joy was about to arrive, his fist suddenly passed through Bai Qingyu's body and missed its target.

Because it was a full-force punch, it missed, and he almost fell face-first into the mud.

Bai Qingyu's figure, struck by the attack, transformed into countless feathers. These feathers, fluttering in the air, converted into demonic power and returned to Bai Qingyu's body.

Appearing behind Shuten-dōji, she reached out and grabbed his wild red hair, steadying his body as he was about to fall.

Shuten took a step forward to steady himself, gritted his teeth, and suddenly turned around to throw another punch.

Even faster than his punch was Bai Qingyu's head snap.

boom!

The red hair was blown up by the strong wind once again, and Shuten-dōji collapsed to the ground, clutching his forehead.

Bai Qingyu clicked his tongue in amazement. This little guy's talent was truly remarkable, especially his ability to withstand blows.

If an ordinary person were to get hit on the head with a flick of her wrist, it would be like a watermelon being smashed to pieces. If it were a demon, it would at least cause a large, red, swollen bump. It's not impossible for someone weaker to get a concussion from the flick.

This guy only had a small red mark on his forehead, which disappeared quickly.

"Alright, you lost. Take me to the house your boss built for me. I'll teach you some tricks then."

"I...I don't know where I am."

Bai Qingyu was stunned, then immediately felt both amused and exasperated. So this kid had been staking out the area all night?

"Alright, call me Auntie, and I'll teach you how to become stronger."

Bai Qingyu's smile carried a hint of child abduction.

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Volume 1: Chapter 88 The Past of Shuten-dōji

Whether Shuten-dōji will become a demon king in the future is something Bai Qingyu doesn't know and doesn't want to know. As long as he's a child now, that's enough. A child is just a baby, the only difference being whether he's a domesticated baby or a wild baby. A domesticated baby can call someone "auntie," and a wild baby can too.

Shuten got up from the ground, and upon hearing Bai Qingyu's words, the entire demon was completely stunned.

"You, you want me to call you aunt?"

"That's right, quick, shout it out and let me hear it. If I'm in a good mood, I'll teach you how to become stronger." Bai Qingyu had a faint smile on his face, as if he were teasing a child.

“If you don’t call me Aunt, it’s like you’re a stranger. I don’t know you, and you don’t know me, so why should I teach you to become stronger? You agree, right?”

Now it was Shuten-dōji's turn to scratch his head in confusion.

That's true. I'm not familiar with this powerful female demon. We're not master and disciple, and we're not related by blood. We've only known each other for a day. Why would she teach me to become stronger? What benefit would it bring her if I became stronger?

"Then think it over carefully. I have to go now. If I miss this opportunity today, I'll change my mind next time."

Bai Qingyu deliberately turned around, his smile becoming even more wicked, while silently counting down in his mind.

Sure enough, she hadn't taken two steps when she heard the boy behind her speak.

"Auntie, Auntie!"

"Hey, that's right. You call me aunt, so you're my adopted son from now on. It's only natural that I'd teach you to become stronger."

Bai Qingyu's smile was wicked. Zhen Tian and Zhen, who had witnessed the whole thing from the doorway, both felt helpless. This scene felt like a big bad wolf tricking a little white rabbit.