"Why does Mom have demonic energy on her?" Ruoruo the cat asked, dizzy, as she stretched out her paw and pressed it tightly against Yan Qingran's lips, which kept kissing her face.
The kitten's face was very serious; it was clear that it wouldn't give a kiss unless it got an answer.
Yan Qingran curled her lips into a slightly smug smile: "Because I cultivate both immortality and demonic arts."
As she spoke, she released a wisp of ethereal energy from her palm.
The celestial and demonic energies intertwined, like two black and white dragons entwined together.
Ruoruo Cat opened her mouth wide in surprise and reached out her paw to grab the wisp of entangled immortal and demonic energy: "But won't this cause a conflict with the body? I've never heard of cultivating like this before."
Yan Qingran simply wove the black and white immortal and demonic artifacts into a bracelet and put it on Ruoruo Cat's paw.
Ruoruo curiously fiddled with the bracelet on her paws, even wanting to take a bite to taste it.
"Baby, do you know that Mommy comes from another world? In our world, you can't be considered a qualified transmigrator if you can't cultivate both immortal and demonic energies." Yan Qingran casually recounted the suffering she endured when her spiritual veins were broken, forcing her to take an unorthodox path that led to a conflict between immortal and demonic energies within her body.
Of course, she wanted to show her daughter her best side.
Ruoruo Cat looked at her expectantly: "Then can I also cultivate both immortality and demonhood, and then advance to the rank of High God ahead of time?"
My mother was a high-ranking immortal in the celestial realm, so how did she become a great demon after turning to the demonic path?
Yan Qingran tapped the kitten's head: "You can't. What I gave you was only a small part of the bloodline and soul from beyond the realm. You are too deeply entangled with this world. You cannot break through the rules of the Heavenly Dao, unless... one day I can replace the Heavenly Dao for you."
As soon as Yan Qingran finished speaking, a bolt of lightning struck the sky with a crack, as if the heavens were warning her.
Yan Qingran chuckled nonchalantly: "You're only five years old and you're already a Golden Immortal, which is quite impressive. If you focus on your cultivation and cultivate step by step, becoming a Hundred-Year-Old God isn't impossible. You could easily break your brother's and your father's records."
Ruoruo drooped her cat ears somewhat disappointedly. A hundred years is too long... It seems she can only obediently collect the artifacts.
They've reached a bottleneck in collecting the artifacts.
All the amazing gadgets that I could get my hands on or borrow were already ordered.
Unfortunately, one of the nine divine artifacts is still missing.
One is a chessboard of heaven and earth, whose whereabouts are unknown in the void; the other is the Soul Devouring Tower, which is regarded as the lifeblood of the demon realm and has already made a pact with Zi Manqing.
The Heaven and Earth Chessboard is hard to find, and even if you find it, you might not be able to convince the Palace Master of the Academy.
The Soul Devouring Tower is even more difficult to attack. Zi Manqing would never lend it to her, and she has no other means to do so. If she accidentally provokes a war between immortals and demons, it will be troublesome.
If she could put this matter aside for the time being, she would focus on cultivating and bringing her brother back first.
Mo Jinyan and Mo Yunlan, who remained in the Immortal Realm, would take advantage of her absence to inquire about the whereabouts of the Heavenly Chessboard.
"Mom, why are you here?" Ruoruo put the matter of cultivating immortality and demonhood out of her mind and locked her gaze directly on the little wooden figure. "Mumu, you and Mom sneaked out, didn't you? Daddy definitely doesn't know."
Yan Qingran gently rubbed the kitten's head: "Don't think so much, little one. The situation in Haoran's Little World is unclear right now, and I didn't feel comfortable letting you come alone. Don't worry, I won't interfere in your affairs; I'll just quietly protect you. As for your father..."
Yan Qingran chuckled lightly: "I've been his housekeeper for so long, it's time for him to take care of his own affairs. A grown man shouldn't just revolve around his wife and children all day long."
Ruoruo didn't know why she suddenly felt a little sorry for her father, but she cleverly didn't say it out loud. Instead, she nodded obediently and said, "Mom is right!"
"Can you sense where Mo Wuyu is?" Yan Qingran frowned slightly as she looked at the rampant demonic energy in the small world. "In just a few months, the demonic invasion has been too powerful. Mo Wuyu had never cultivated before, so I don't know how he got his current cultivation level."
Ruoruo took out the storage box that Mo Wuyu had given her and carefully sensed Mo Wuyu's aura.
After a moment, Ruoruo pointed south: "Over there."
“Okay, I’ll take you there first.” Yan Qingran flew directly in the direction Ruoruo pointed out.
On the shore of the South China Sea, the longsword in the hands of the black-haired youth, which should have been gleaming silver, was now stained with reddish-brown blood, which had congealed into clumps of blood spots on the sword.
His pure white clothes looked as if they had been pulled out of blood; except for a few traces of the original white color at the collar, the entire garment had turned reddish-brown.
He was surrounded by many people dressed similarly, each wielding a weapon, their bodies covered in blood, desperately squeezing out the last bit of spiritual energy from their meridians.
A steady stream of low-level monsters crawled up from the South China Sea, roaring as they pounced on them, revealing countless sharp teeth. Their blue saliva dripped onto the shore, making a sound that corroded the ground.
The girl next to him was bitten by the monster, letting out a horrifying scream. White smoke visibly rose from the bite site, and flesh and blood tore rapidly.
The boy's hand trembled as he gripped the sword, and with a merciless strike, he severed the girl's leg and the monster's leg together.
Several veiled women quickly dragged the injured girl away to treat her wounds.
The boy instinctively reached into his robes, but couldn't find any new talismans.
A monster, larger than the others, lunged at him, its face filled with countless greedy eyes.
This person smells the best; eating it will definitely elevate it to another level!
The boy suddenly raised his sword and thrust it directly into the monster's body. With a thud, the sword went in less than half an inch before it seemed to be blocked by some hard metal and could not go any further.
The ferocious monster pressed its sword against the boy, knocked him down, and opened its dense array of sharp teeth, dripping with venom, to bite the boy's neck.
The boy's hand gripping the sword hilt was still thrusting forward with force, while his other hand held the dark green round bell on the sword tassel.
He originally intended to search for the person, but now it seems he won't be able to wait until the sky opens.
"Meow!" The next moment, an angry meow, still with a hint of childishness, rang in the boy's ears, and a white figure leaped over his head.
A furry little animal swung its paw, and several wind blades flew out from the animal's paw. The monster screamed and was cleaved into three pieces by the wind blades.
We're saved?
The boy's expression was calm, but his eyes held a wary look. He propped himself up and looked at the unfamiliar little animal.
The fluffy little animal turned and snuggled into his arms, its eyes brimming with tears: "Meow~"
Brother, Ruoruo has found you.
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