The drizzling rain fell on the demon forest. Wan Ge, dressed in fiery red, appeared in the forest and finally stopped in front of a tree hole.

A little demon was curled up inside a tree hole, but the tree hole wasn't very good, it was said, because the rain had wet the ground, and the little demon hiding inside the tree hole was half wet as well.

"Would you like to come with me?" Wan Ge asked the boy inside, her voice soft and gentle.

The boy, huddled in the tree hollow, hesitated as he looked at the outstretched hand. He could sense that the person before him was a powerful demon; her aura was somewhat frightening. Moreover, she must be an extremely formidable individual.

But what is this powerful demon doing here? He's a half-demon, and even ordinary little demons bully him.

"I will protect you." It was a particularly firm voice.

After hesitating for a moment, the boy still reached out his hand. A little demon like him wouldn't live much longer. He already felt that he was about to die. If he didn't follow the demon in front of him, he would also die.

Rather than let things remain as they are, why not take a gamble? What if he really doesn't mean him any harm? Although he himself thinks it's unlikely, what if he does? After all, he's the only one who said he would protect him. Even if he gets betrayed in the future, that's enough.

Wan Ge held the boy's hand and could feel that his hand was particularly cold, which meant he must have suffered a lot.

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Wan Ge led him back to a peach orchard. In the middle of the orchard was a particularly exquisite house. After going inside, they found that the house was quite large and had several rooms.

Wan Ge let the other person choose a room at random, and told him, "You won't be staying here for long. I'll take you back to Yaodu later."

"You live in the Demon Capital? Are you really a powerful demon?" Those who can live in the Demon Capital are all extremely powerful demons, and many of them are important figures in the demon race.

"A very powerful demon? Is that how you describe me?"

"Don't you like it? I'm sorry... I just think you're amazing." He just thought the other person was amazing, probably a particularly powerful demon.

"You're not wrong to think that way." How come the Demon King isn't considered a very powerful demon?

The boy breathed a slight sigh of relief. He knew it; he knew the other party was a very powerful demon.

"What's your name?" Wan Ge asked again.

The boy was silent for a moment, then finally spoke: "I have no name."

He was abandoned at birth, so what name does he have?

"Then I'll call you Cangmu from now on, and my name is Wange, remember that."

Cang Mu nodded obediently: "I'll remember."

Cangmu? He didn't ask what his new name meant, he just nodded obediently.

Wan Ge was quite satisfied with his reaction.

As dusk falls on the vast sea, a long song is played at nightfall.

The villains in this world never really have names, so it wouldn't be unreasonable for Wan Ge to give one.

Wan Ge patted his head: "Starting tomorrow, I will teach you how to learn magic. Once you have cultivated to a certain level, I can take you back to the Demon Capital."

But not now. His small body can't withstand the demonic energy of the Demon Capital. If he goes back to the Demon Capital with him, even if he doesn't get corrupted by the demonic energy and become a mindless puppet, he will still be harmed by the demonic energy and be crippled if he doesn't die.

The demonic energy of the Demon City is excellent for powerful demons, but too much for lesser demons to bear.