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

Having experienced this many times before, Bai Qingyu knew that it was that demon king who had come to visit her in a dream again.

Damn it, of all the months they've been looking for me, and now it has to be at this crucial moment!

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Volume 1: Chapter 96 The Demon King is my son, what am I afraid of?

With a hazy mind, Bai Qingyu fell into a deep sleep.

She could resist this force, but her main concern was that if she resisted, this dream would be over. Who knew what message the Demon King wanted to convey this time? Last time it was about his location and the little snake's future; this time, there might be some important information.

Just as Bai Qingyu had expected, when she regained consciousness, she was in a dream, in the same familiar mountains and streams.

Watching quietly, Bai Qingyu discovered that her perspective was flying far away in the sky, and she was being guided to look around.

There used to be a large barrier around here, used to imprison the demon king, but now, looking around, the barrier has disappeared.

It's been almost a year. After the Demon King's death, cultivators from various sects have searched the entire Immortal Tower State, but they still haven't found a trace of him. It took them so long to finally withdraw.

So much time has passed, the Demon King may have already been reincarnated. Unfortunately, the Demon King's mother, as prophesied in Shimen County, has not appeared, and even Tianyang Palace says they have not found anything.

Bai Qingyu thought to himself, "These cultivators are really something else. Back then, when the so-called prophecy of the Demon King's Mother was made, all the female demons within a thousand miles were captured and killed. Some of the female demons escaped, while others died. As a result, these guys had no choice but to target their own kind."

The Xianta Prefecture has been searched for a year in a row, so the demons there are probably basically extinct.

Thinking of this, Bai Qingyu suddenly narrowed his gaze and locked it onto the boulder that the demon king had transformed into by the stream. The boulder was already broken into pieces, and without the support of the demon king's power, it was just an ordinary stone.

Then, the gaze zoomed in again and locked onto something.

Bai Qingyu looked closely and saw that it was actually a small, snow-white fox.

Well, it seems the Demon King of this lifetime is here. And, to be honest, he's quite cute.

The little fox seemed to have some intelligence, darting through the mountains and forests to hunt, and even deliberately avoiding the commoners who came up the mountain to chop firewood.

With the protection of Tianyang Palace, only monsters suffered in Xianta Prefecture; the lives of ordinary people were affected, but not too much.

The little white fox darted through the forest at great speed, and Bai Qingyu's gaze followed it all the way to its den. From there, her vision began to blur, and she wondered if it was just her imagination, but she felt as if some mysterious force was being pulled away from her.

This is probably the last dream; even the Demon King's power is limited.

Bai Qingyu's consciousness completely plunged into darkness. When she regained consciousness, the sky outside was already bright. The person beside her was nowhere to be found. Judging from the lingering fragrance, Zhen Tian had just gotten up not long ago.

Bai Qingyu sat up, covering her head as she carefully recalled last night's dream.

The dream has come to an end; even the reincarnation of the Demon King can be seen.

"Phew, this is probably the last dream..."

She got up, dressed, tidied up her room, went to the kitchen to greet Zhentian, then went to Taohuayao's room to wake her up, taught her how to dress, braided her hair into a cute style, and after washing up, went to have breakfast.

Sitting in the pavilion, Bai Qingyu read books as usual, no longer the medical book, but other books, including astronomy and geography.

But this morning, no matter how hard I tried to concentrate on reading, I just couldn't absorb anything.

It's not a problem with the Demon King. She's not in a hurry to see him for now. She'll go find him whenever she wanders into the Immortal Tower State.

"What's wrong, Sister Bai?" When Zhen Tian was teaching Xiao Yao to read, he saw Bai Qingyu clicking her tongue and frowning all morning, and couldn't help but ask.

I thought Bai Qingyu was still struggling with growing up, but her reaction didn't seem to suggest that.

"It's nothing, I just have a bad feeling."

Deciding not to read any further, Bai Qingyu closed the book, put her hands behind her back, and walked out of the pavilion. She saw the little snake in the courtyard, still learning to walk on two legs, hissing occasionally as it leaned against the wall.

For her, speaking is still a long way off.

The gaze shifted from the little snake to Shuten-dōji, who was practicing his boxing with a "ha-ha-ha" sound, then to Ara, who was sweeping fallen leaves in the yard and lost in thought, and finally to Xiaodie, who was making clothes, and Zhen, who was acting as a clothes rack. Everyone seemed to be blessed with good fortune and free from misfortune. Still feeling uneasy, Bai Qingyu went over to check on the Peach Blossom Fairy.

Peach Blossom Fairy was reading with Zhen Tian with a pained expression. Bai Qingyu noticed a peach blossom on her head, which meant good fortune. Zhen Tian was similar, completely unrelated to misfortune.

Why did this happen...?

Bai Qingyu muttered to herself, having already considered the last possibility.

This inexplicable sense of foreboding came from within herself.

She had considered whether it was Dongqing or Changsheng, but the possibility was very small, because those two children were too far away from her, and her ability was not enough to sense fortune or misfortune across thousands of kilometers.

Unfortunately, Bai Qingyu had no idea what this ominous premonition would bring him or when it would arrive, as he neither knew how to calculate with his fingers nor how to observe the night sky.

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During lunch, Bai Qingyu didn't mention this matter, but instead talked about something more important: "We've been here for over two months now. In another month, we'll leave."

Zhen Tian and Zhen nodded slightly. They both knew that Bai Qingyu had planned to stay here for two or three months before returning home once the drought outside had mostly subsided.

Xiao Yao was sitting next to Bai Qingyu. Upon hearing this, she tilted her head and asked in a childish voice, "Mother, where are we going? Isn't this our home?"

"Mommy is going to take you to see the outside world. The outside world is so beautiful, with lots of delicious food and fun things to do. It's even more fun than staying at home."

"Wow, I want to go!"

"Yes, I will definitely take you there."

After saying that, Bai Qingyu looked at Shuten-dōji and said, "Shuten-dōji, will you leave with us then and go see the outside world? If you want to become stronger and become a demon king, you can't succeed by staying here for the rest of your life. Seeing the vast world outside will only bring you benefits and no harm."

"Of course I'm going, Auntie! Even if you don't take me, I'm still going with you!" Shuten tore off a piece of meat and ate as he spoke, making people wonder if he was following Bai Qingyu not to see the outside world, but simply to continue mooching off her.

The main reason Shuten stayed here was to challenge the Black Wolf Demon. Bai Qingyu was stronger than the Black Wolf Demon. When he first saw Bai Qingyu, Shuten shifted his focus to her. After spending the last two months with her, he gave up the idea of ​​challenging Bai Qingyu, but his desire to pester her grew stronger.

His aunt is so beautiful, cooks so well, and can even teach him martial arts. Shuten isn't stupid either, so he's not going to stay here.

As the sun set and the stars faded, Bai Qingyu and Zhen Tian huddled together again. Bai Qingyu had initially planned to continue their research on how to grow up quickly, but then decided against it, as she wasn't in the mood. The premonition she'd had during the day still lingered, like a thorn stuck in her heart.

Using Zhen Tian as a pillow, Bai Qingyu pressed her face against Zhen Tian's chest, and the sound of Zhen Tian's heartbeat was so clear.

After recalling all the details of the past, the only danger Bai Qingyu could think of was those human cultivators.

She'll probably be targeted by some strange people again sometime in the future.

This feeling of palpitation will probably be gone after a good night's sleep and when I wake up tomorrow.

Bai Qingyu fell into a deep sleep, nestled against Zhen Tian's chest. However, to her surprise, the sudden feeling of palpitation persisted for ten days, neither growing stronger nor diminishing. Eventually, Bai Qingyu even grew accustomed to the sensation.

And that's precisely what's most terrifying—what could possibly have kept her feeling uneasy for so long?

In short, one thing is certain: this matter is definitely not simple.

"Zhen Tian, ​​if something happens to me in the future, please take good care of Xiao Die and Xiao Yao. As for Xiao Die, she can leave when she is sixteen. With a skill, she will never starve. As for Xiao Yao, you can decide what to do with her."

After so many days of unease, even Bai Qingyu, if she were stupid, would know that something big was wrong.

I didn't even want to say that. It felt like I was making my final arrangements, which was very unlucky.

On the bed, Zhen Tian was holding Bai Qingyu and had his eyes closed, preparing to rest. Hearing Bai Qingyu's words, he immediately opened his eyes and asked, "What happened?"

"I don't know, I just feel unwell and uneasy. It's been going on for ten days now, which has never happened before."

Bai Qingyu has never faced any fatal danger before; her precognitive abilities allow her to sense danger in advance and avoid it. What happened this time was indeed the first time she had ever seen anything like it.

Zhen Tian frowned slightly and hurriedly said, "Then can we stay here and not go out?"

"Probably not, this disaster is unavoidable."

If they could have avoided it, it wouldn't have stayed there for so long.

"But don't worry too much. This premonition isn't particularly strong, and it's probably not going to be fatal. Besides, I think, now that I know there's danger, is there anything I can do?"

Bai Qingyu is not the type to wait for death.

Since she already knew about the danger, what she needed to do was not to make arrangements for her own death, but to find a way to break the deadlock.

The next day, Shuten discovered that Bai Qingyu had actually started training him, which was of course a good thing. He couldn't wait for Bai Qingyu to teach him every day, mainly because Ara had also come.

Watching Shuten-dōji and Ara cultivate diligently, Bai Qingyu pondered in his heart.

In the future, it will inevitably be a sect that causes her trouble; she alone is no match for them.

But she wasn't alone; she had two incredibly talented kids by her side.

Relying solely on Shuten-dōji and Ara wouldn't be enough, so Bai Qingyu decided to set off ahead of schedule to find the Demon King.

The disaster may come at any time, but it's certain that it will be some time before it strikes. So let's take advantage of this time to raise our three kids.

I refuse to believe that three demon kings aren't enough.

And it might not just be three demon kings. We might encounter other powerful figures along the way.

Please vote for me! *sobs*

Volume 1: Chapter 97 The Mere Ubume

Compared to other states and counties, the far western state is extremely barren. Not only is the land barren, but spiritual energy is also scarce. As the poorest state, no sect is even willing to establish itself here. It is as if the god Pangu deliberately avoided this place when the world was first created, and transferred all the spiritual energy to other states.

With spiritual energy so scarce, the arrogant cultivators naturally looked down on it.

However, even in such a desolate place, there is a sect that dares to take root here. This sect, called the Fate Sect, did not compete with other sects but chose this place. One reason is that it is weak, and another reason is that although the land in the far west is barren, many people live here.

Population can also be considered a resource.

For a sect, the greatest function of its population is to develop its faith.

The power of faith is a mysterious and profound thing, much like the power of merit and karma. It is ethereal yet truly exists, and the power of faith can be cultivated as a form of power, with effects that surpass even spiritual power.

While the Fate Sect couldn't compete with other sects, it did quite well in the far western region.

If you lack spiritual power, develop the power of faith. After all, the land is large enough and the population is large enough that squeezing out the power of faith is no worse than outside.

At this very moment, on the western hill, an old Taoist priest in a gray robe strolled out of the vast palace.

Behind them, the palace was resplendent in gold, as if crafted from pure gold. A statue tens of meters tall stood in the center of the hall, its eyes wide open in a fierce and majestic expression. Its left hand was entwined with a divine dragon, while its right hand was entwined with a phoenix. Both hands were raised above its head as if supporting the heavens and the earth. Behind it, six arms each held a different magical weapon, including a sword of slaughter and a sacred vase.

In the square in front of the palace, thousands of disciples sat cross-legged and recited scriptures. They were all dressed in gray robes and shaved heads, like monks.

The old Taoist took a step forward, and steps made of clouds and mist appeared out of thin air beneath his feet. He climbed the steps and chatted and laughed with the other old Taoists beside him.

"My Western Mountain sect is as barren as the sects in the Central Region. Tianyang Palace and Yantian Island have been constantly suppressing the development of my sect, which is truly despicable. However, as long as we can bring back the Divine Phoenix Totem and restore the fortune of my sect, the revitalization of my sect will not be far away."

The speaker was dressed in a tattered gray robe, short and stout, and appeared to be around sixty years old. His eyebrows were already white, but his face was ruddy and he looked kind and approachable.