However, if he wants to condense a demonic infant in the mortal realm, he will inevitably have to sacrifice a descendant of the Yun family.

If this brat doesn't die, he'll have to face the heavenly tribulation on his own unless he gives up on condensing his nascent soul.

Heavenly Tribulation is the natural nemesis of demons, and it has always adhered to the principle of eliminating evil without eradicating it completely.

Even if he were the Demon Lord, he could not possibly survive the Heavenly Tribulation; he had to rely on the bloodline of the Yun family's descendants to secretly achieve his goal.

But what about his little darling...?

"Is your sister treating you well?" Shang Beiyu asked without stopping, walking straight out of the tunnel, but his tone became more serious.

Ji Fengxiao knew that his previous words had worked; whether he could survive depended on how well he spoke next.

If he were to answer "yes" directly, the demon would likely remain suspicious and doubtful, and might not be able to save his life.

"Hmph, stop trying to trick me. I'm going to die anyway, so I won't tell you anything. You'll know how my sister treats us after I die," Ji Fengxiao said stubbornly and proudly.

Upon hearing this, Shang Beiyu lifted him up and looked him straight in the eye.

Despite his fear, Ji Fengxiao stared angrily and mockingly into Shang Beiyu's eyes, showing no sign of backing down.

Those phoenix eyes really resemble his little darling.

Shang Beiyu sighed inwardly: But he didn't want his little darling to look at him with such eyes one day.

After pausing for a moment to think, Shang Beiyu carried Ji Fengxiao on his shoulder and went to the ancient temple.

Ji Fengxiao was bound by a demonic aura and could not move, but he was lying on Shang Beiyu's shoulder. Looking at the pale but fair and delicate chin under Shang Beiyu's ghost mask, he secretly wondered: Could this great demon be a woman in disguise?

It's a pity he was about to die; otherwise, telling his sister and brother-in-law this clue might have been helpful.

As they approached the ancient temple, Shang Beiyu raised his hand and knocked Ji Fengxiao unconscious.

Sensing the powerful fluctuations of the ancient temple's array, the two sisters, Song Huiru and Song Huilan, happily came out to greet them.

The two sisters were already quite distant from each other.

Shang Beiyu placed them all in the ancient temple, which made Song Huiru dislike her younger sister even more.

She's just a lazy bum who's wasting her life. In her past life, she just casually married a minor official and lived a mediocre and unproductive life.

She's destined to be a fairy; what right does this idiot have to live with her?

"Your Excellency!"

"Your Excellency."

Song Huiru and Song Huilan called out to Shang Beiyu almost simultaneously, one after the other.

Ever since she figured out Shang Beiyu's true identity, Song Huiru was determined to climb up to him.

Her voice was so alluring that it could melt a person's bones; even when facing the Ninth Prince, she had never put in such effort.

Song Huilan's situation was much simpler; she simply felt a surge of joy upon seeing Shang Beiyu.

Her gaze was as pure as a fawn's, showing no intention of competing with her sister for favor.

Shang Beiyu's gaze swept back and forth between the two of them before finally landing on Song Huilan. He said to the shadow guard behind her, "Her foundation is too weak. Don't give her too many magic crystals."

"Yes, Demon Lord," the shadow guard replied, clasping his hands in a fist salute.

Song Huilan didn't care about the amount of magic crystals, but the Venerable One seemed to treat her rather coldly, which made her a little disappointed.

Song Huiru, however, was secretly pleased with herself. She stepped forward and said with a flirtatious smile, "Your Excellency, I've been working very hard lately and I'm almost at the Foundation Establishment stage. Dealing with those stupid mortals outside will be a piece of cake for me."

The implication is that I've grown up and can now help you.