It is clear that Nosius has no sense of crisis, or rather, he has not considered the possibility that the child might stay by his side.
It's not just because of the bond between him and his cub.
Also because he understands cubs.
The cubs love him the most, Nosius can assert that.
He simply disdained to tell the truth to those delusional people.
Nosius silently gazed at the abyss that was only a step away from him.
He had stayed here many times, and the riots and incitement never disturbed his peace of mind.
But now...
Nosius closed his eyes.
He changed a lot because of the cubs, even his bottom line and principles kept retreating.
This is not a good thing.
But Nosius doesn't seem to intend to change.
Now, let's talk about Qianyuan.
Although it was his first time in the Purgatory Palace, the aura related to the abyss inside did not make the cub uncomfortable; instead, it felt a natural affinity for it.
This must be what it feels like to come home.
Even the ground at the very core of the abyss trembled slightly, as if celebrating the return of its children.
Fanti walked to the deepest level of the underground palace, came to the palace, and respectfully took out the cub from her arms and placed it on the huge throne.
Although the cubs are not yet fully grown, Vanti knows that they are beings far superior to them, and are the masters of the entire demon race.
Therefore, Qianyuan should stay here.
However, this magnificent and splendid throne, specially built for the great master, is a bit too big for the cub.
It's almost impossible to find when it's placed on top.
Some are also too hard, so the cubs can't sleep well on them and have to use their tails to cushion their heads.
Fanti had been keeping a close eye on the cubs' condition and noticed something was wrong.
But this is the Purgatory Palace. Apart from monsters, the most common things here are probably remains and instruments of torture. There would be no cribs or soft fabrics for cubs.
But Vanti would never turn back to Nosius for help.
So after thinking for a long time, he could only summon a monster with fluffy fur and have it transform into its original form to serve as a special mattress for the cub.
This monster's original identity should be that of a demon. Even if it is a fallen demon, it has only grown more ferocious and sharp claws, but its fluffy fox fur remains the same, warm and cozy.
The cub liked it.
He rolled over, finally able to stretch out his curled-up body, lying flat on his back, exposing his soft, vulnerable area.
Vanti was satisfied.
If Nosius were here, he would still raise his voice in anger.
The baby didn't cover his belly button properly!
What should I do if I catch a cold?
Inexperienced newbies are no good! Clumsy monsters are even worse! They're absolutely no good!
But waiting for Nosius to storm into the demon realm and steal the child is more realistic than waiting for Nosius to guide Vanti.
So Vanti didn't understand what he had done; he and the monster simply stared intently at the cub.
If eyes could materialize, they would probably have seen right through the tiny bodies of the cubs long ago.
Fortunately, the cub was fast asleep, with its five senses partially shut down.
When he woke up after a good night's sleep, he ran into Fanti and a group of monsters who had come to admire their master's heroic figure.
The cub looked at its tiny body, no bigger than a palm, and then at the monsters in front of it that were far more imposing and ferocious than it. Shyly, it covered its body.
Who knew that the monsters were only focused on his unruly, swaying tail, and even had the urge to pounce on it and give it a good rub.
The cub was naturally proud, and now he was genuinely embarrassed. He looked at Fanti for help, and Fanti looked back at him.
"Ahem, wait for me to get dressed, I'll be right there..."
It was only then that Fanti realized what was happening and hurriedly tried to drive away the monsters surrounding the cub.
But in the short time it took for Vanti to turn around, the cub, which was originally smaller than the palm of his hand, suddenly grew into a young man with a divinely bestowed appearance.
The young man's long, white hair cascaded down, almost obscuring most of his body, like sunlight streaming through the shade of a tree—vivid and pure, cleanly pure, just like his body.
His white bone wings, which grew larger along with his body, folded behind him, and his white, glowing tail stood up, swaying warily, revealing Qianyuan's uneasy heart.
"Me...what?"
“You have differentiated,” Fanti explained on Qianyuan’s behalf.
"What have I differentiated? I am still me. There is no other child named Qianyuan here."
Fanti explained, "No, growth is also a kind of differentiation. After all, you can become whatever you want, whether you're a cub or an adult. It's just your current state. As long as you have enough power, you can choose."
"Congratulations on your first successful differentiation. It seems you have a very strong desire to grow up."
Qian Yuan lowered his head; he had been waiting for this day.
All he wanted was to stay by Nosius's side.
Although the cub vaguely remembers what bad things will happen when it grows up.
But he still wanted to grow up quickly, to let Nosius see what he looked like as an adult...
Besides being there for him, he also had to protect Nosius from the ever-present yet indescribable danger that the cub remembered.
Qianyuan came to her senses and touched the two symmetrical little horns that had sprouted on her forehead. They looked like two perfectly shaped triangular jade stones, smooth and lustrous, and seemed very suitable for kneading.
Unfortunately, Qianyuan could only feel it this way; she couldn't see what she had become, nor did she know if she had turned into an ugly little monster.
If she becomes ugly and is no longer liked, Qianyuan will be really sad.
And it seems like Fantti doesn't dare to look him in the eye. Is she trying to hold back her laughter?
"Vanti".
"Master, what are your orders?"
Fanti immediately knelt down on one knee solemnly, ready to listen to his master's orders.
Unexpectedly, Qianyuan asked him, "Why don't you want to see me?"
Fanti was sweating profusely.
In this infernal dungeon inhabited only by demons, Qian Yuan is now the true king. And Qian Yuan is a succubus. Succubi have long since become extinct. Back when the gods still roamed the continent, the original demon race was of succubus blood.
Therefore, it is understandable that Qianyuan is a long-lost progenitor of the demon race, and the captivating magic she exudes after reaching adulthood is also understandable.
Fanti honestly told Qianyuan everything.
Qianyuan was displeased upon hearing this.
So what if he's a demon? Nobody told him why he's the villain again this time!
Although this was a thought that popped into Qianyuan's head unconsciously, the thought alone was enough to make Qianyuan furious.
It's as if he's about to do something bad again.
"No, no, how can I be a succubus? I want to be a good demon. A good monster will do too." Qianyuan shook her head repeatedly, stubbornly refusing to admit reality.
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