The elders roared in frustration.
Mo Yue, at a loss, held the Heavenly Demon Egg in her arms.
He noticed a tiny crack on the eggshell and quickly reached out to use his demonic and spiritual energy to mend the Heavenly Demon Egg.
However, things didn't go as planned. As soon as a little demonic energy was introduced, the crack actually grew larger and larger.
"Snap!"
A crisp sound rang out, and Mo Yue's eyelids twitched. He quickly reached out his hand, trying to catch the leaking egg liquid.
But then, a look of wild joy appeared on Mo Yue's face:
"Look! Look! The yolk isn't showing! It's a demon!"
Upon hearing this, everyone present immediately held their breath and focused their attention on the crack.
"Snap! Snap!"
The force is coming from inside the egg!
The elders put down their chopsticks and gathered around the Demon Moon.
When the small piece of eggshell was broken, a tuft of red hair was the first thing to be revealed.
"oh!"
The four demon ancestors let out a cheer.
They hugged each other excitedly.
The demon race has finally found a successor!
The cheers were so loud that they startled the little demon inside. The little demon's tuft of red hair trembled, and then with a "bang," the upper half of the demon egg's shell was completely blown off.
A chubby, clean-looking baby with red hair emerged from the eggshell.
This chubby kid also had slanted eyes with three whites showing, and although he had no expression, he looked exceptionally arrogant.
The chubby baby, even from the moment he was born, already possessed an air of dominance over the world.
However, the next second, the chubby boy revealed a toothless smile, all his arrogance vanished, and his face was full of fawning as he opened his chubby hands to Song Chen:
"Eat! Eat!"
The clear pronunciation shocked Song Chen and Zhao Ziyi.
The egg-born demon race is different; can they sense changes in the outside world even while inside the eggshell?
Mo Yue grinned so wide her eyes disappeared, and praised him with a proud expression:
"As expected of the only Heavenly Demon of the next generation! He's already learned to assess the situation!"
That's right, this person will be your bread and butter from now on, so you must stick close to him!
Mowu shamelessly approached, wanting to pick up the chubby baby.
But the chubby baby nimbly dodged and hid inside the remaining eggshell, refusing to be held.
In the end, Song Chen couldn't stand it anymore. He took out a set of robes from his storage bag and threw them on the little demon.
The size of the robe changes depending on the cultivator. The next second, the robe was automatically put on the little demon and quickly turned into a child's outfit.
Song Chen carried the clothes in one hand and placed the little demon on the octagonal table.
The little demon kept smiling at Song Chen. After sitting down at the table, her eyes were fixed on the hot pot, and a long, glistening stream of saliva flowed from her mouth.
Seemingly noticing that Song Chen didn't care about his advances, Little Demon shifted his attention to Zhao Ziyi beside him.
Little Demon smiled toothlessly, put his hands together, and bowed to Zhao Ziyi.
"Eat! Eat!"
Zhao Ziyi looked at the Demon Crow Ancestor and asked:
"Ancestor, can the little demon eat this hot pot?"
Although the hot pot is made with a clear broth, the dipping sauce is heavy on oil and salt.
However, the aroma in hot pot is mixed and chaotic. If a low-level cultivator eats it, it can easily cause their aura to become disordered and their meridians to reverse.
The Demon Crow Ancestor nodded and said:
"It's edible. The Heavenly Demon Clan is born at the same age as a human at eight months old, and also has the cultivation level of the Foundation Establishment stage."
Subsequently, the newly born Heavenly Demons will rapidly enter adulthood within a year, and their cultivation level will also rise to the Nascent Soul stage.
Then the long path of cultivation will begin.
Zhao Ziyi and Song Chen were so surprised by these words that their mouths dropped open. The Heavenly Demon Clan truly lived up to its reputation as an ancient race!
Mowu waved his hand and said:
"Oh, this is nothing to mention, just a survival method from the prehistoric era."
In the primordial era, a race that could not rise rapidly would be swiftly wiped out.
Of the myriad races of the primordial era, very few have survived to this day. Those whose populations and cultivation levels are failing have long since disappeared into the annals of history.
Zhao Ziyi nodded in sudden realization, then looked at the little demon sitting next to him.
He reached out with his chopsticks, scooped a slice of meat from the hot pot, and gently blew on it next to his mouth.
The little demon stared intently at the slices of meat, raised his hands in a gesture of respect to Zhao Ziyi, and hummed softly.
Song Chen laughed and transmitted his voice:
"He looks like a little pig!"
Zhao Ziyi suppressed a smile and handed the slice of meat to Little Demon.
Once the meat slices were in the little demon's hands, he unceremoniously stuffed them into his mouth.
Although he had no teeth, his demonic physique was extraordinary, and the piece of meat disappeared in a short while.
This little demon seems to have set his sights on Song Chen and Zhao Ziyi.
He didn't even glance at the food the five patriarchs offered him.
She smiled ingratiatingly at Song Chen and Zhao Ziyi, eating whatever they fed her without being picky at all.
While eating, Song Chen and Zhao Ziyi shamelessly tested the Little Demon's bottom line.
Song Chen picked up a piece of Spirit Enlightenment Gray Moss and handed it to Little Heavenly Demon.
Without hesitation, the little demon grabbed the Spirit Enlightenment Gray Moss with his hand, stuffed it directly into his mouth, and ate it in big bites.
This spiritual gray moss was used as the base for the soup we just made. Because it was stir-fried, it didn't taste very good.
Song Chen transmitted his voice:
"See, I told you he's like a little pig, he eats everything, even the broth."
Zhao Ziyi's lips twitched as he listened, and he muttered:
"Don't talk nonsense. The old demon ancestors never leave any soup with their meals."
This is clearly the biological son of the Demon Ancestor.
Song Chen nodded: "So it's because of family tradition; there are some similarities."
Speaking of families, Song Chen looked at the Demon Crow Ancestor and asked with a smile:
"Ancestor Demon Crow, does this little Heavenly Demon have a name? Why haven't you all been in a hurry to name him after he's been born for so long?"
With the problem of the Heavenly Demon Egg resolved, the Demon Crow Ancestor finally felt relieved. He was now eating heartily with a great appetite. Hearing Song Chen's question, he wiped his mouth and, without looking up, said:
"They have names. All three thousand Heavenly Demons have names and surnames, and they never change them."
This chubby little boy's former name was Mo Shang, so he will be called Mo Shang from now on.
Demonic sorrow?
Song Chen smiled and said:
"A good name, and it matches his grumpy face perfectly. It sounds imposing."
Zhao Ziyi smiled and nodded:
"Demon's Lament, indeed a good name. Demon's Lament, Demon's Lament..."
Zhao Ziyi froze on the spot. He had never heard of this name before, but it sounded so familiar!
He lowered his head, rested his chin on his hand, and pondered carefully.
Suddenly, Zhao Ziyi looked up sharply at Song Chen.
His eyes widened, his gaze filled with disbelief.
Zhao Ziyi anxiously transmitted his voice:
"Song Chen! This Demon Sorrow is also a supporting character in the original novel 'Peerless Prodigy of Immortal Cultivation'!"
Song Chen frowned and asked:
"Mo Shang has just been born, what kind of role could he be? Could it be that Mo Shang was also killed by Mu Feng?"
Zhao Ziyi shook his head with difficulty, and transmitted his voice, word by word:
"If I remember correctly, Mo Shang is Mu Feng's third man!"
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