My little one had a small house like this before, but that was a long, long time ago.

However, many people still love the cubs now.

Zai lay comfortably on his little bed, watching Emperor Chongle feed him medicine while his father, Qinglong, sewed up the little dragon he had damaged. He felt like he was secretly laughing even while covering his mouth.

So happy were the little cubs that they were sleepy, and their tiny pink toes couldn't help but twitch and relax, like kneading milk.

Emperor Chongle picked up the cub and kissed it several times, clearly adoring it.

So small, yet it completely captivated Emperor Chongle.

After all, I'm already tired of the big kids, so I prefer the small and cute ones.

Moreover, the cubs are so small that everything they do is inherently adorable.

Even eating a meal takes them a long time to chew, and walking around the table with their short legs is considered digestion. The little dragon toy has become a huge, vehicle-like object in front of their current child.

Even if Emperor Chongle sat by the side all day watching the cubs' daily lives, he felt he would never get tired of it.

It's like watching a children's play.

The cub muttered to himself, "If I had known my father liked cute little cubs, I would have grown to this size sooner." Emperor Chongle had always been unconditionally indulgent towards his cubs, and now, in front of this miniature cub, he felt he would agree to any request.

So he boldly asked for five osmanthus cakes.

Emperor Chongle: "You're only the size of a osmanthus cake, a tiny bit is enough for a day. You're so greedy, wanting five. When do you plan to finish them?"

The cub puffed out its cheeks, pointed to its mouth, as if it could boast that its little father could eat a whole bowl of rice, but in reality, it was just that its eyes were greedy while its stomach was small.

"I can hide!"

The cub bounced around like a little popcorn right under Emperor Chongle's nose, only to be taken down by Emperor Chongle with a single finger.

Then, Emperor Chongle naturally lifted up the child's buttocks to see if the burn marks from last time had completely disappeared.

The little boy couldn't break free from Emperor Chong Le's control at all. His best resistance was just to chirp a few times like a little chubby chick, like a kitten being forcibly petted by its parents. He would meow for a while, and the more he cried, the more people wanted to bully him.

Finally, the child gave up resisting, letting his father inhale his small tuft of hair. Emperor Chongle sniffed him and inexplicably said:

"Why does it still smell like chicks?"

The little boy got angry, his fur was all fuzzy with anger, and he went up to his father, the Azure Dragon, wanting to complain.

As it turned out, the Azure Dragon father was cultivating and didn't have time to pay attention to him. However, the little dragon flew over and rubbed against the cub very enthusiastically, flattening his face.

If you flatten the cub, it will become flat again!

Flathead bravely walked from one end of the table to the other, insisting on telling on each other's fathers, but as it turned out, this approach was not feasible.

Just two trips back and forth across the table are enough to make the cub very tired.

...Anger paused. The little one slumped onto the soft tablecloth, falling asleep again with his face pressed against the table and his bottom in the air, in a very devout posture.

Emperor Chongle put down the memorial, his tightly furrowed brows suddenly relaxed, and he let out a deep sigh:

"Oh no, how can she be so cute?"

"I wish I could just keep watching him."

Qinglong silently retrieved the recording bead he had been using for most of the day.

While Qinglong was tending to the cubs, he unexpectedly received an urgent letter from the Tianyan Sect.

Zhou Zeyuan's demon bloodline has been exposed.

Upon hearing this, the cub also sprang to its feet.

He nervously tugged at the corner of Qinglong's sleeve, leaning closer to read the letter. It seemed that Master Xiaofeijiu was eager to uphold justice.

He urged his father to take him back to the Tianyan Sect as soon as possible, but Qinglong didn't seem to be in a hurry.

How could the demon race, which even Qinglong hadn't discovered, suddenly be exposed to those disciples whose cultivation was only half-baked?

Unless Zhou Zeyuan did it on purpose.

Zhou Zeyuan was tired of staying there.

For him, staying in a sect without any offspring is meaningless.

The cub did indeed neglect Zhou Zeyuan during this period, after all, after reuniting with Emperor Chongle, it was difficult for him to get rid of the joy of regaining what he had lost.

He had planned to spend more time with his father before going back to see Zhou Zeyuan, but he never expected that every time the cub looked away from Zhou Zeyuan, Zhou Zeyuan's corruption would intensify.

The little cub clung to its father, the Azure Dragon, in his hair, holding onto one of his dragon horns, and anxiously urged its father to hurry up.

Qinglong had also anticipated that Zhou Zeyuan might turn against Tianyan Sect, and in that case, it would actually be better not to let Zai Zai be on the field.

But he couldn't persuade the cub to leave, so he had to take the cub with him first.

After all, the cubs will have to face it eventually.

Facing the demon race, who are ruthless killers and deeply sinful.

Perhaps the betrayal from someone he cares about will make him realize more deeply that demons are monsters who have no human emotions whatsoever.

Only annihilation, the only option is annihilation.

The Azure Dragon has witnessed many out-of-control demons. Over thousands of years, the cultivation world has come to know that the evil nature of demons is incorrigible, so they will never show mercy to them.

But to Qinglong's disbelief, Zhou Zeyuan did not harm anyone from the Tianyan Sect.

Apart from the two disciples who fell into demonic possession along with Zhou Zeyuan.

The others in the Tianyan Sect did not show any regard for past relationships. The Tianyan Sect was originally a righteous sect that turned evil. Regardless of kinship or master-disciple relationship, as long as someone fell into demonic possession, even if it meant killing each other, they would not allow the demon race to wreak havoc on the human world.

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