Mi Wei cried, burying her face in Ji Fenghua's shoulder and letting out her first sob in over a decade.

From soft sobs to uncontrollable wailing, she had suppressed her emotions for far too long.

Ji Fenghua did not interrupt her, but simply held her quietly.

He had heard her heartfelt words and understood her grievances and hardships.

If meeting Mi Xi was his destined calamity, then meeting Mi Wei was his stroke of luck amidst misfortune.

It was this girl, who had suffered countless injustices but always remained kind-hearted, who kept encouraging him not to give up;

It was this girl, who was bullied and despised but always pretended to be strong, who helped him regain his humanity and prevent him from completely falling into evil.

She saw him as her salvation, as her only one.

From now on, he will be this girl's guardian angel, never letting her be sad again, and never letting her down!

When the skeleton ship broke out of the demonic land and saw the light of day again, it was already a hundred miles away from the Hidden Sect.

Golden sunlight suddenly shone on the pitch-black skull ship, making each skull carved on the hull seem to glow with an eerie white light. The empty eye sockets and cold teeth looked particularly terrifying in the sunlight.

The golden sunlight also shone on the sleeping Miwei, gilding the girl's beautiful face with a light golden glow, making it beautiful, warm, and full of hope.

Looking at the girl sleeping peacefully in her arms, Ji Fenghua's heart, which had been filled with fear and chaos, was now filled with tranquility.

He felt that Mi Wei was different from his family.

His family was his only source of comfort and solace in this world, while she, Mi Wei, seemed to be someone who could breathe and coexist with his life.

This feeling was good and made him feel at ease.

In the Demon Realm, Demon Lord Jiu Yue's tightly closed eyes twitched slightly: his little disciple had actually come out alive, and he felt that his control over his little disciple had not diminished.

It seems that they, master and disciple, were destined to be together.

"Come to the Demon Realm immediately to see your master," Jiu Yue transmitted a divine thought to Ji Fenghua.

Within Ji Fenghua's sea of ​​consciousness, the ring finger of her demonic infant flicked slightly.

The demonic infant opened its eyes, glanced at the ring finger of its right hand, and replied calmly with a thought: "Although I have entered the demonic path, I dare not forget the kindness of my parents. My parents are in trouble. Once I find my family, I will come to pay my respects to my master immediately."

Jiu Yue pondered for a moment, then agreed.

His young disciple, after all, came from the mortal realm, so it was understandable that he couldn't sever his blood ties for the time being.

Demons also have feelings, and their feelings are a thousand times more intense than those of humans and spiritual practitioners. Suppressing them with brute force is not the solution.

Moreover, Yun Yao might need his little disciple's help to resolve her matter.

As a master who suddenly appeared out of nowhere, he had to leave a good impression on his young apprentice and give him some time to gradually accept the change in his identity.

To the young apprentice, Yun Yao is still his older sister.

Only when he fully recognizes that he is a demon and completely abandons his identity as a human spiritual cultivator will he plan for the future of the demon realm and his own future.

At that time, Yun Yao will no longer be her sister, but the future of the Demon Realm and her own future.

Jiu Yue felt he was being very righteous and calmly continued his meditation and cultivation, no longer paying so much attention to Ji Fenghua's whereabouts.

Anyway, when Ji Fenghua is due to return, he can just forcibly summon him back.

Ji Fenghua has a wisp of Jiu Yue's demonic thought within her body.

Although he cannot control Jiu Yue, he can still perceive Jiu Yue's emotions, such as joy and sorrow.