Ye Wuyou, who was pushed into the furnace, was a little dazed. He stared blankly at the tall figure and listened to the harsh words. For some reason, his thoughts drifted back to his childhood.

He has been a native of Wuyou Mountain since he was a child. His father was once the owner of Wuyou Mountain. His father often educated him like this when he was a child.

"Wuyou, who told you to stop? Keep practicing! In this world of cannibalism, only being strong is the way to go. If you stop, others won't stop. If you don't practice anymore, instead of being killed by the enemy in the outside world, I, your father, would rather kill you first!"

"Ye Wuyou, you are a piece of trash. I don't have a son like you. You don't even dare to kill someone. What are you still alive for!"

"You must kill all the people in this sect. If you kill one less, I will chop off one of your fingers. If you kill more than ten, I will chop off all four of your limbs!"

Later, Ye Wuyou made great progress in his cultivation. He could not bear to see his father toiling day and night and worrying all the time, so he helped his father get rid of his sorrow and made him worry-free forever.

From then on, no one forced him to practice anymore.

Things in the world are always like this, fate plays tricks on people. When you don’t want to practice, there is always a loving father who urges you. But when you really meet your father’s requirements and practice on your own every day, your father is gone.

For many years, ever since his father's death, Ye Wuyou never heard anyone forcing him to practice again, but today's Gu Qingfeng awakened his long-forgotten memories.

He stared blankly at Gu Qingfeng's tall and majestic figure, which gradually overlapped with the shadow of his father in his mind. Then, a murderous intent surged in his heart, as if he was seeing the two people he hated most in his life at the same time.

Teng!

Ye Wuyou kicked his short legs and stood up from the furnace again, with an extremely angry expression. Of course, on a baby's face, that would have been cute.

"A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated! You want to humiliate me, don't you? I will fight you to death!"

As he said that, Ye Wuyou was ready to fight with Gu Qingfeng to the death. He didn't believe that the other party would be kind enough to let him practice.

After achieving success in cultivation, he killed him? Isn't this a disease?

So the only possibility is that the other party is teasing me.

Bang!

A big fist fanned Ye Wuyou to the ground into a pool of blood on the cauldron.

"F**k you, what is my identity and what is your status? How can I have the time to humiliate a little brat like you? Just practice when I tell you to. If you dare to stop, I will kill you first!"

Gu Qingfeng was too lazy to waste time with him. He simply pinched the magic formula with both hands. Endless magic power surged and entangled around his fingertips, eventually transforming into a light cover engraved with mysterious Taoist marks. He fiercely covered the cauldron and locked Ye Wuyou up.

"Let me out! Let me out quickly!" Ye Wuyou roared madly in the furnace, but it was of no use.

Gu Qingfeng patted the cauldron and shouted, "Stop yelling. When you can cultivate the demon baby, you can come out. If you can't cultivate it in your lifetime, then you will be locked up in there for the rest of your life."

Ye Wuyou in the cauldron fell silent. He suddenly realized that Gu Qingfeng seemed to really want him to cultivate into a demon baby.

Why?

Isn’t he afraid that I will kill him after I succeed in my cultivation?

And why is it that his words always convey a feeling of being disappointed in his children and wanting them to be successful?

Ye Wuyou had only heard this tone from his ever-worry-free father.

After thinking about it, Ye Wuyou still couldn't figure out why, but he had already started practicing, because becoming stronger was the only way to break the impasse.

While Ye Wuyou was practicing, Gu Qingfeng was not idle either. He started to sweep the entire Wuyou Mountain. Although Wuyou Mountain was a dominant existence in the middle reaches, there was only one celestial immortal, Ye Wuyou, and the rest were just two or three big cats and small cats, who were no match for him at all.

Gu Qingfeng directly used the Grip of Hades, with the Gate of Hades above his head. He swallowed everything he went to. Wherever he passed, people and horses fell to the ground, and the ground became three feet thin.

"Who on earth are you? How dare you trespass into Wuyou.......Ah!"

“Help!”

"Please don't kill..."

"Fighting with this devil...ah!"

Countless assassins from Wuyou Mountain panicked, screamed and ran away. Of course, some people fought back, but it was all in vain.

“Hehehe… In the face of absolute strength, any struggle is futile. Just become my nourishment! When I reach the pinnacle, I will definitely not forget your contributions!”

Countless ferocious ghost hands surged out from the gate of the underworld behind Gu Qingfeng, madly devouring all living creatures they could see.

Wherever he passed, no one survived and not a blade of grass grew!

Finally, after dealing with all the killers and looting the entire treasure house, Gu Qingfeng still felt unsatisfied. He looked left and right and thought Wuyou Mountain was not bad.

It is a fairy mountain, surrounded by fairy air, containing thirty-six fairy veins. It is definitely a blessed land for fairies. So, he also took Wuyou Mountain into the world in his palm.

At this point, the once mysterious and prosperous Wuyou Mountain was left with only bare ground and a cauldron filled with blood.

Afterwards, Gu Qingfeng began to use the poisons from various magical weapons on Wuyou Mountain to corrode the Hell Demon Sword in an attempt to release his family.

Even though he was devoted to his family, he couldn't help but sigh that he was really too good to his family. How good was he?

He dared to touch his conscience and said: "None of the things I have done in my life was for myself, but for my family."

Not to mention praying for the Xingji Immortal King every day, he also has to travel billions of miles and spend a lot of time and money to deal with the family members in the Prison Demon Sword, and he also has to help Ye Wuyou practice. Just imagine how busy he is.

After trying countless methods of Wuyoushan, Gu Qingfeng was shocked to find that the sealing power of the Hell Demon Sword had not weakened at all. It was just like dancing for a blind man, a waste of effort.

.......

Half a day later, Ye Wuyou in the cauldron was practicing at a critical moment. He was so focused on practicing that he didn't notice that the immortal blood in the cauldron was decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Normally he didn't have to pay attention to this matter because his men would add blood to the cauldron at the right time, but at this time, all his men were dead.

Finally, as the last bit of immortal blood was exhausted, Ye Wuyou, who was concentrating on condensing the body of the demon baby, woke up with horror.

"No blood!?" He looked extremely panicked, and the terrifying energy in his body began to riot, causing the entire cauldron to shake.

"ah!"

He screamed miserably as the power began to backfire. Blood began to ooze out of all the pores in his body. In the blink of an eye, he turned into a bloody man and his body was on the verge of collapse.

Just when he thought he was doomed, suddenly, a stream of immortal blood rushed into the cauldron from the outside world, rushing in madly. The amount of blood was so great that it could only be described as a river of blood.

Facing backlash, Ye Wuyou relied on this immortal blood to quickly stabilize his condition and his cultivation returned to normal.

But while practicing, he began to wonder, where did the immortal blood come from? And the quality is not low.

There was only that thief in the outside world. How could he be so kind as to provide so much blood for himself?

Of course Gu Qingfeng had good intentions. After all, the blood he used was from the killer of Wuyou Mountain, so it was just the right opportunity to offer some benefit to the Buddha.

Another half day passed, and after waiting in boredom, Gu Qingfeng finally got what he wanted.

At this moment, he clearly felt that a terrifying force was gathering in the cauldron, which was extremely evil, as if something forbidden was about to be born.

At the same time, the sky was suddenly filled with a blood-red color. The blood-red color became more and more, and finally gathered into a river, forming a terrifying blood-red vortex thousands of feet high in the air.

There was a humming sound from the great road, and a blood-red vortex thousands of feet high, like a tornado, madly drilled into the furnace.