CompletedMing Qiao was a pitiable little sprout in the cultivation world, born sickly and without a mother. His father left to seek medicine to cure his illness.
Little Ming Qiao sat on a door stoop, gnawing on a steamed bun, waiting for his father. He waited and waited, but instead of his father, he witnessed a great war between the Demon Lord and the Immortal Sect.
The Demon Lord was unyielding, fighting fiercely for three days before self-immolating. The cultivation world faced an apocalyptic destruction, and little Ming Qiao plopped down, perishing along with it.
When he opened his eyes again, little Ming Qiao found himself a hundred years in the past. At this time, the Demon Lord was still in his infancy, and his own father and mother were also young.
Little Ming Qiao clutched the steamed bun that had transmigrated with him and set his goals.
Find the little Demon Lord, keep an eye on him, and don't let him destroy the world!
Find his mother and prevent her from dying.
The little Demon Lord was easy to find. Ming Qiao looked at the little Demon Lord, who was a bit taller but also a bit more pitiful than himself. He fed the steamed bun to the little Demon Lord, coaxing him patiently.
"I'll raise you from now on, so don't turn bad."
Little Demon Lord: "?"
The little Demon Lord ate a steamed bun and picked up a little tag-along. The little tag-along said he would raise him, but then needed to be carried everywhere. He couldn't refuse to carry him; the little tag-along would cough up blood, which was quite scary!
Ming Qiao, being carried, tightly hugged the little Demon Lord's neck, drawing a bright future for him and brainwashing him.
"Brother, when I grow up, I'll carry you too."
Ming Qiao managed to keep the little Demon Lord in check and, with great effort, inquired about his parents' names.
However, Ming Qiao was bewildered—
How was his mother's name the same as the Immortal Lord, renowned as the unreachable peak in the Immortal Sect?
How was his father's name also the same as the infamous Demon Venerable?
Ming Qiao: "QAQ, Help, am I really your child born of you two?"
And... would his father and mother recognize him, this child from the future?
Childhood sweethearts
A doted-upon child, everyone loves my little one!
Very sweet~