Long Tian was shocked again. In his understanding, human cultivators and demons were mortal enemies, and once they met, they would kill each other to the death. How could his parents fall in love?
Seeing Long Tian's confused look, Yang Fan smiled and said, "Long Tian, nothing in this world is black or white. Where there is sun, there is shadow. Similarly, where there is shadow, there must be light."
"Just like your father. Although he was a human cultivator, he fell in love with a demon by coincidence. In the end, he fought bloody battles to protect you and your mother and sacrificed his life."
Long Tian was still in shock, trying hard to digest it.
"And the demon who has always played the role of a good guy in your impression, is he really as good as you think?"
"Your Uncle Sun was kind enough to take you in at first, but he later fought with a human cultivator and cracks appeared in his inner core. His cultivation level continued to decline, and his lifespan also continued to shorten."
"In order to survive, he turned his butcher knife on you, the defenseless children. If I hadn't chosen you, you would have died under his butcher knife tonight!"
Long Tian fell silent. A certain prejudice in his heart was rapidly disappearing, replaced by a broader vision and a more grand worldview.
Seeing the realization in Long Tian’s eyes, Yang Fan nodded.
"Those who achieve great things must stand on a mountaintop and overlook the entire world. This way, they won't be blinded by a few words, causing them to lose sight of the truth and lose sight of the truth. This is the first lesson I will teach you."
"Second question, Long Tian, what are you going to do with your Uncle Sun?"
This question stumped Long Tian. He looked at the middle-aged man lying on the ground, skinny and pale, and felt very complicated.
This man had just waved a kitchen knife at Long Tian, trying to take his life.
But before this, the middle-aged man took good care of Long Tian, gentle and patient, just like his father.
If the middle-aged man had not fought a fierce battle with a human cultivator a few years ago, and his inner elixir was ruptured and his life was in danger, he probably would not have done such a horrifying thing!
Just as Yang Fan said before, nothing in the world is black or white.
Long Tian's feelings towards his Uncle Sun are also very complicated and difficult to sort out.
"Your Uncle Sun is actually not far from death. His inner core is severely damaged. Even if he devours his own kind and absorbs demonic energy, it will only slow down his death."
"Since he failed to eat you this time, he only has ten days left to live."
Hearing this, Long Tian felt a little soft-hearted.
"Since he's already like this, I..."
Before Long Tian could finish his words, an angry shout suddenly rang through his mind, making his scalp numb.
"Have you forgotten the compatriots who died at his hands? Lambs, tiger cubs, rabbits, and wolves, all perished in his belly. You feel sorry for him now, but who will pity the four children in his belly?"
Thinking of the companions who had played with him before and had now died tragically under the middle-aged man's butcher knife, Long Tian suddenly became furious, and all the compassion in his heart was burned to ashes.
Long Tian poured his demonic power into his eyes, scanned out the location of the middle-aged man's inner elixir, and then punched him hard, smashing the already riddled inner elixir into pieces!
The inner elixir of the demon race is where their cultivation is stored and where their life force converges.
Once the inner elixir is broken, the demon's life will also end.
Blood oozed from the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth. He stared at Long Tian with wide eyes, and his dry arms trembled as he reached out to Long Tian's face. However, before he got close, he lost control and fell at Long Tian's feet.
Long Tian sat down on the ground, looking at his bloody fist, his eyes gradually blurred by tears.
"Master, am I doing this right or wrong?"
Yang Fan sighed: "Things in this world are inherently difficult to distinguish right from wrong, so we need some simple and clear ways to judge."
"Long Tian, Master asks you, should he be killed?"
“He deserves to die.”
"Then do you have the ability to kill him?"
"have."
"In that case, you haven't done anything wrong."
Long Tian felt better and stood up from the ground, but he still looked a little lonely.
"If you were just an ordinary demon, you could choose not to kill him. You could let him live for a few more days to save yourself from suffering."
"But you are the one I chose. You are the hero who will shoulder the heavy responsibility of the rise of the demon race. You will definitely face even more cruel tests in the future. If you are not careful, you will be doomed."
"The dangers you face come not only from the powerful human race, but also from your own kind, and sometimes even from yourself."
"To become a demon king, you must have a strong heart, be decisive in killing, always be energetic, and be full of confidence."
"Your aura must be both approachable and awe-inspiring. Only in this way will your subordinates be able to work for you and not harbor any ill intentions towards you."
"This is the second lesson I will teach you today."
Long Tian stared blankly at the sky, with an indelible fatigue in his eyes.
"Master, being a demon king must be very tiring and lonely, right?"
Yang Fan nodded: "A king is always lonely, walking on an unknown road, needing to carry many things that others cannot bear, and do many things that others cannot do."
"If you feel that you really can't become a demon king, you can speak out. I won't blame you."
Yang Fan didn't intend to make things difficult for this child who was only seven or eight years old. After all, not everyone could become a king like Qi and Huang.
Long Tian is indeed extraordinary, with a powerful bloodline and outstanding character, but if he cannot pass this level, in order for the demon race to rise smoothly, Yang Fan should look for someone else.
"Master, the road to the throne is a lonely one, and I am also a lonely demon. I... am ready to face all challenges."
Yang Fan saw the gleam in Long Tian's eyes and nodded with satisfaction.
"Master, what do I need to do now? Call on the demon tribe to launch a counterattack against humans?"
Yang Fan shook his head: "You think too much, that's not something you can do now."
"There are only two things you need to do now. First, practice diligently. I will point out where the resources are, but you still have to fight for them yourself."
"This is a cruel road, but true kings emerge from mountains of corpses and seas of bones. You will gain the most valuable training during this period."
"Second, you must learn from the human race with an open mind. Not only must you learn their history, but also their fighting styles and the technology they possess."
"You must master the Way of the Sword, the Way of the Alchemy, the Way of the Talisman, the Way of the Weapon, and the Way of the Puppet. I will strictly monitor your progress. If you slack off even a little, I will punish you severely!"
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