Song Xia was heading to the deepest part of Sunset Forest, a place rumored to be the burial ground of demons, where many demons would go when they reached the end of their lives.

Because it is a place where the remains of various demon races are gathered, the spiritual energy field there has become extremely powerful. Ordinary demons and humans will be sucked into the spiritual energy field and become wandering souls if they get too close.

However, danger and opportunity coexist. If you can gain the recognition of the spiritual energy field, you are very likely to receive the inheritance of the great demon within.

When Bai Xiao was born, he was captured by humans and made into a spirit pet. He escaped with his life on the line, almost losing his white tiger bloodline. It was only after he went into this place and came out that he became the overlord of Sunset Forest.

"You? A mere vine, you think you can venture into a tomb?" The white tiger's fist-sized eyes glared at Song Xia with utter disdain.

"Lord White Tiger, this lowly demon has no choice but to go," Song Xia pleaded, prostrating himself on the ground. "Please, Lord White Tiger, help me."

“I can’t help you, and it’s impossible for me to help you. For Uncle Qing’s sake, I advise you not to go and throw your life away in vain.”

"I appreciate your kindness, but I still have to go to the tomb."

"You..." the white tiger roared, "As you wish."

He left, and Song Xia didn't intend to delay any longer. Every day that passed meant one more day of suffering for the child.

“He said it’s willpower.” Old Tree sighed. “Xiao Bai said that if you really want to get what you want, willpower is the most important thing.”

"I understand." Song Xia smiled slightly. It seemed that Lord White Tiger was not as cold as he appeared on the surface.

Take good care of yourself.

As Song Xia embarked on her journey to the tomb, she encountered many minor demons along the way. However, because she still carried Uncle Qing's aura, no one dared to provoke her.

The last section of the road is White Tiger's territory. As a big shot in Sunset Forest, White Tiger has a vast territory and usually doesn't stay here, but today he's curled up under a tree sleeping.

"My lord, this little demon has gone."

The white tiger opened its eyes to look at her, then closed them again.

As soon as Song Xia stepped into that gray area, he heard countless wails in his mind. Legend has it that this place was not the final resting place of the demon race at first, but the habitat of the only Qilin on the Qingyang Continent. However, the Qilin was later killed by humans, and its corpses were strewn all over the place, with so much blood flowing out that it formed a lake.

It was because of the Qilin's sacrifice, which killed almost all the cultivators in the Tribulation Transcending stage before his death, that the demons of Sunset Forest had a chance to catch their breath.

Later, to express their gratitude for the Qilin's great kindness, the demons would come here to offer themselves before their deaths, hoping to use their remaining spiritual power to help the Qilin reunite its spiritual bones.

In fact, the demon race was not delusional. Everyone's expectations were indeed fulfilled. A hundred years later, a little Qilin cub was indeed born deep in the tomb. Unfortunately, before the demon race could rejoice, the little Qilin was forcibly recognized as its master by Qin Xiuyang.

The demon race was understandably furious upon hearing the news, so they mobilized all their resources to try to rescue the little Qilin. However, Qin Xiuyang possessed great fortune, and the other cultivators were pointing the finger at him and the little Qilin to break through the ascension passage. How could they let the demon race take them away?

The great war between humans and demons ended with the demons being completely defeated and retreating into the depths of Sunset Forest. Countless lesser demons were captured by cultivators and used as materials for alchemy or weapon crafting.

Stepping into this place, Song Xia is not only going to change the fate of herself and her son, but also that of the little Qilin and the demon race.

This time, she will not let the little Qilin recognize its master. Why should the only Qilin on the Qingyang Continent obey Qin Xiuyang's commands?

The little Qilin should have its own consciousness, its own cultivation method, and its own life. Even if it chooses you, Qin Xiuyang, it should be a choice made after it has grown up, not something that it was forced to acknowledge as its master when it was still confused and ignorant.

The closer Song Xia got to the center, the louder the wailing became in her mind, and a murderous aura began to emanate from her body. Soon, her clothes were torn to shreds.

But she did not stop. Her son had endured more than she had. If she couldn't even tolerate this, how could she support him in the future?

Unable to hold on any longer, Song Xia sat down to meditate. Her hair broke off and fell to the ground, turning into sections of vines. Bloodstains appeared on her face, from which green sap flowed.

Countless dead demons roared in her ears, telling her to get out and cursing her for not being worthy to set foot in the Qilin's burial ground.

Song Xia knew that these were not real spirits, but merely the lingering attachments of their predecessors before their deaths.

The system, Xiao Ling, was also seeing such a scene for the first time. It had no physical form and, strictly speaking, could not even be considered a true soul, so it could not sense the situation Song Xia was currently in, but it could detect the power of the energy field.

In this situation, he couldn't help at all, and there were no items available for purchase in the system shop to assist him; he could only watch helplessly.

After a long while, Song Xia stood up and walked inside step by step, letting the knife-like spiritual energy ravage her body.

She didn't go far this time before collapsing again. Then she sat down to meditate, and her mind gradually cleared.

Several more days passed, and her face grew paler and paler, a sign that her spiritual energy was about to be exhausted, but her eyes became more and more resolute.

One step, two steps... She knew she was still far from reaching the center, but she wouldn't give up.

She didn't know how to become stronger after entering this place. She just wanted to persevere a little longer. Her son had suffered so much in Tianyuan Sect, and she couldn't give up on this little bit of suffering.

"Xiaxia..." Xiaoling looked at her with great concern. At this moment, Song Xia's appearance was almost unrecognizable, and she could no longer maintain her humanity, dragging two vines forward.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew in, flipping the vine over completely. It managed to move forward a little distance before being blown back to the edge.

The white tiger got up and paced around a couple of times in a fit of rage. Just as it was about to carry Song Xia out, Song Xia went back inside.

He let out a heavy sigh and lay back down.

"No matter what, I will not give up, Xiao Chi, you wait for your mother."

On the other side, at Tianyuan Sect, Qin Chi was beaten down again. He didn't even know who was beating him. He only heard their insults, calling him a bastard, saying he was not tolerated by heaven and earth, and asking why he still had the face to live in this world.

"Bah! How could the Sword Master have a son like him? I feel ashamed for the Sword Master. His existence is the Sword Master's only stain."

"I'm talking to you," the man said, kicking as he spoke. "Why don't you just die?"

Qin Chi clenched his fists, veins bulging on the back of his hands, letting them hit and curse him. It wasn't that he didn't want to fight back, but that he simply couldn't win. Moreover, he couldn't help but ask himself, bewildered and self-reproachful, "Should I really not exist in this world?"

After a long while, these people finally left, spitting on him several times before they did.

Qin Chi stared at the sky like a dead fish, his eyes devoid of any will to live.

He saw Qin Xiuyang walk past him without even glancing at him, treating him like a stray dog ​​on the roadside.