The little girl stopped talking.

Although she still stood in front of her mother, trying to protect her seemingly fragile mother, her original fierce determination to kill the man in front of her gradually weakened.

The proprietress walked past the little girl and said slowly, "At the time, I thought your father was just an ordinary young master." A desolate smile appeared on her face. "Who would have thought that he would be the Demon King?"

"The Demon King?" the little girl asked softly.

Yang Lingyao walked to her side and said, "When beasts cultivate intelligence, they become demons; the most powerful of the demons is called the Demon King."

Although this is common knowledge in the cultivation world, it's normal for children who haven't been exposed to cultivation to not know it.

A sharp cry and threatening sounds came from the little fox. Ai Cao turned her head and glanced at the huge chicken coop over there, saying, "I'll go check on the little fox."

Yang Lingyao patted her chest and said, "I'll take care of this."

The red-haired man overheard their discussion about the "Demon King" and confidently opened his arms to the proprietress.

The proprietress nestled obediently into his arms.

The red-haired man's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly. He winked proudly at the little girl, silently showing off for a while.

He hugged the proprietress and explained, "I failed in the power struggle and lost all my cultivation, which is why you thought I was just an ordinary person."

"You never mentioned it again," the landlady said reproachfully. "I looked for you for so long."

The red-haired man couldn't help but be moved.

The proprietress added, "I don't know if my daughter will be affected..."

The man immediately made a promise: "I'll give her a few drops of my blood, and the demonic bloodline within her will become her power." He beckoned to the little girl, but she didn't move an inch, only staring coldly at him.

"Darling... will you blame me?" the landlady asked softly.

The man smiled and hugged her tighter, saying, "How could I blame you?"

The proprietress sighed and said, "That's good."

Her cheeks flushed slightly. The man holding her couldn't help but hug her even tighter.

—Until his hand could no longer let go.

The proprietress sighed again. She said, "I asked the immortal for that talisman, and I begged for it for a very, very long time... before she finally agreed to give me one. I was afraid that when I saw you, I would fall in love with you again, so I asked her to add more restrictions to it."

The man's expression changed. His lips twitched a few times, and he asked with feigned tenderness, "...What?"

The proprietress pressed herself against him, sighing, "If I ever meet you again, I'll use my name as bait; this talisman will burn your soul clean." Blushing, she nestled in the man's arms, softly apologizing to Ai Cao, "I'm sorry for making the immortals laugh... Now that my daughter has found her home, I can depart in peace..."

She then looked at her daughter.

She smiled gently and softly.

She called out "Nannan" once before closing her eyes.

Her expression was peaceful, as if she were simply asleep.

The man's expression changed again.

He looked at the proprietress in his arms. His gaze no longer seemed to be that of someone he once loved, but rather that of someone looking at a monster.

He didn't think he would die here.

Even if that woman with the sword stabbed him a thousand times, he could recover thanks to his strong body.

But now he's scared.

He really is going to die.

The proprietress still had a faint blush on her cheeks—and the blush was gradually deepening as her body temperature rose.

The little girl let out a sharp cry.

She rushed to the landlady, shook her hand, and cried out, "Mom! It's not worth it for this man!" She hiccuped as she cried, then swallowed the air and tears together.

The proprietress's arm hung gently in mid-air, being shaken back and forth by the little girl, without any response.

On the other side, the standoff between the little fox and the mother hen finally came to a temporary end after Ai Cao carried away the little fox who was being pecked and running around everywhere.

When Ai Cao returned carrying the little fox, she saw Yang Lingyao wiping away tears, and the little girl crying beside the landlady. She glanced at the man who was firmly trapped there and asked, "What happened?"

Yang Lingyao choked up as she spoke to her.

Ai Cao blinked and said, "I see." She pointed to Yang Lingyao's eyes and said, "Come on, help me see if there are any souls nearby who want to be reincarnated."

Yang Lingyao obediently made a cut on her wrist and smeared the blood onto her eyes. Her eyes were still blurry from crying, and she had to blink several times to barely see clearly.

Yang Lingyao said, "I saw the landlady." She sobbed softly twice, looked around, and said, "The other souls are competing... no, vying for reincarnation."

The little girl only heard the first half of the sentence, and her crying grew even louder.

The man frowned, trying to pull the proprietress off him. But she was now a flowing flame, burning his fingertips red as he touched her.

"The landlady's spirit is still here," Ai Cao said. She smiled and asked, "Still can't let go of your daughter?"

Yang Lingyao nodded.

Ai Cao thought for a moment and said, "Then let's ask her if she's willing to be reincarnated again."

Yang Lingyao's crying stopped abruptly. She touched her face and said sheepishly, "Oh, right, I forgot."

Ai Cao glanced at her, and Yang Lingyao then embarrassedly defended her actions: "I was just... well, I was just caught up in the atmosphere! You see the little girl crying so hard, of course I had to cry with her!"

Artemisia didn't argue with her about this.

Ai Cao asked the system, "Since they say he's a demon, can we use the [Good Pregnancy] spell on him?"

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