The Immortal-Demon Alliance, invited by Demon Sovereign Xie Xuechen, attended the first birthday banquet of their second child at the Palace of Gods’ Demise in the Demon Realm. After the banquet, Master Xuanxin brought back two unfamiliar faces: a charming young girl with twin buns and lively eyes, and a delicate little immortal boy with phoenix eyes and handsome eyebrows.
“Master, who are these two?” Everyone looked at the immortal boy’s face, which bore a striking resemblance to someone they knew. Could it be…?
Master Xuanxin smiled helplessly, “This is the Demon Queen’s younger sister and the Demon Sovereign’s eldest son.”
The girl smiled radiantly, like blooming mountain flowers, “Just call me Jiang Bao.”
The immortal boy shyly lowered his head, clutching Jiang Bao’s sleeve and hiding behind her, revealing only half his face with a timid expression, softly saying, “I… I’m Hao Yi.”
His small face, bearing a shy and pitiful expression, looked very similar to Xie Xuechen’s, with a pair of slightly round phoenix eyes glistening with moisture, making everyone’s heart melt. Unconsciously, they recalled the Demon Sovereign’s cold and handsome appearance. Compared with the little immortal before them, they found this little guy even cuter.
They couldn’t help but feel the urge to reach out and ruffle his hair…
Master Xuanxin sighed, “Jiang cultivator, do you know whether the Demon Sovereign and Demon Queen are aware of you taking the young prince out like this?”
Bao grinned happily, “Of course my elder sister knows. I left a letter before I left.”
Master Xuanxin looked helpless, “So, it’s a case of acting first and reporting later?”
Hao Yi softly added, “Father said I could go out with Auntie Bao to gain some experience… Staying with the demons for too long will make one stupid.”
Bao nodded vigorously, “We’re here for further studies in the Immortal Alliance!”
Since the Demon Sovereign’s rise a hundred years ago, the situation in the lower realms had changed dramatically. Although the Ten-Thousand Immortals Formation was destroyed by Xie Xuechen, due to his control, the newly born demons in the Void Sea remained very obedient, never daring to cross into the Human Realm. Meanwhile, the relationship between the Immortal Alliance and the Demon Alliance gradually reached a delicate balance through continuous adjustment. Humans no longer viewed demons with hostility or fear, while demons, attracted by human civilization, not only learned human cultivation techniques but also adopted human etiquette and morality, using Daoist principles to control their beastly nature. The five major immortal sects and the thousand demon sects frequently exchanged students, significantly enhancing the integration and friendship between the two races, resulting in a large number of half-demons with very noble parentage…
The earliest generation of half-demons all became disciples of Mu Xuanling, personally instructed by her to open their divine orifices. When the number of half-demons with divine orifices reached a certain level, something miraculous happened… From then on, all newly born half-demons naturally possessed divine orifices. These half-demons, with divine orifices, could cultivate both demon and human techniques, their talents surpassing both ordinary humans and demons, earning them significant attention and cultivation support from major sects. Naturally, the concept of demon slaves ceased to exist.
Master Xuanxin repeatedly invited Xie Xuechen to resume leadership of the Immortal Alliance, but was always declined. Using his identity as the Demon Sovereign as an excuse, Xie Xuechen refused to involve himself in human immortal affairs, choosing to live in seclusion, residing permanently in the Palace of Gods’ Demise. Although the presence of Zhaoming was erased by heavenly decree, protected by chaotic energy, he regained his memories, yet could not change others’ perceptions. Thus, he let go of his past as Zhaoming and began a new life as the Demon Sovereign, Xie Xuechen.
No one in the world knew that today’s demons were once the glorious divine race of the past. The divine race created fear to cultivate faith; such faith became heart demons, the greed, anger, and delusion, the fear and anxiety. One thought could make a god, one thought could make a demon. Ten thousand years ago, the divine race sealed the Heavenly Dao’s chosen, Saint Zhaoming, using the Book of Heavenly Mandate, erasing his existence and condemning him as a fallen god. They never imagined that the price they paid would be the entire divine race perishing, falling into demonhood, trapped in the molten abyss, ultimately subjugated by the Demon Sovereign, Zhaoming. As long as human heart demons persist, the Void Sea will continue to birth endless demons, yet all demons must obey the Demon Sovereign without exception. And the Demon Sovereign must obey the Demon Queen, without exception.
Currently, the Palace of Gods’ Demise was in chaos, with the Demon Queen chasing and beating the Demon Sovereign.
Mu Xuanling pounced on Xie Xuechen, grabbing his collar with both hands, furious, “It must be you who encouraged Bao to take Hao Yi and run away from home!”
Xie Xuechen’s lips curved into a helpless smile, lying flat as she straddled him.
“Xuanling, Hao Yi has grown up and should go out and see the world,” his long fingers rested on her slender waist, skillfully kneading, his cool voice spoke slowly and methodically, “The Demon Realm is filled with brainless demon soldiers who only know how to please Hao Yi. If he stays with them too long, he’ll become as silly as they are. It’s better for him to go to the Immortal Alliance to broaden his horizons. With Bao accompanying him and Xuanxin watching over him, what are you worried about?”
Xie Xuechen’s massage caused Mu Xuanling’s tense body to unconsciously relax, loosening her grip on his collar, though her eyes still brimmed with reluctance and concern. “But Hao Yi is still so young…”
Xie Xuechen chuckled softly, pulling her into his arms, “He’s not that young. In the human world, someone his age could already be a father.”
Mu Xuanling glared at him, “But he’s not human!”
Although he had hatched thirty years ago, Hao Yi was still only about five or six years old. No one had ever known whether the Chaos Pearl could reproduce. It was only after conceiving Hao Yi that Mu Xuanling discovered the Chaos Pearl could not only give birth but did so randomly. She and Xie Xuechen carried demonic, beastly, and human blood, never knowing what kind of being their child would turn out to be. The first pregnancy lasted ten months, but what was born was a round, plump pearl, about the size of a watermelon, its white, hazy interior concealing an indistinct form. She kept it close, like a hen brooding over an egg, speaking to the little pearl every day. After a year, it finally hatched, revealing a white and plump male infant, with handsome eyebrows and phoenix eyes, clearly resembling Xie Xuechen. He was born with ten divine orifices, possessing beastly tendons and demonic bones, his breath filled with chaos energy. His loud cry was like the pure cry of a young phoenix, and Xie Xuechen named him Hao Yi.
Mu Xuanling thought, “Hao” meant the sun rising in the sky, and “Yi” meant the beginning of all things.
Not until the second child was born did Xie Xuechen say, “Let’s just name him Hao Er…”
She had misunderstood him!
Xie Xuechen spoke gently, “Now that Hao Yi has grown up and can be independent, you can focus more attention on Hao Er… and me.”
As he spoke, he stealthily moved closer, his thin lips brushing against her fragrant cheeks, his fingers skillfully untying the sash at her waist. Just as he was about to kiss those crimson lips, the person in his arms suddenly pushed him away and sat up.
“That’s right, Hao Er should be waking up soon. I need to go check on him!”
As Mu Xuanling stood up, Xie Xuechen immediately grabbed her wrist and pulled her back into his arms. He pressed the soft, delicate figure beneath him, leaning down to inhale the fragrance from her neck, his tall nose nuzzling her cheek. A series of delicate, tender kisses trailed from her earlobe, lingering between her collarbone and Adam’s apple.
“Mm…” The ticklish sensation made her involuntarily twist her body, letting out a soft pant, “What are you doing?”
Xie Xuechen’s voice was hoarse, “What I’m doing isn’t obvious enough?”
The situation had reversed. The one who had just been riding atop him was now pinned beneath him. Her pair of phoenix eyes, veiled with thin mist and thick clouds, glared at him, lacking any real intimidation, instead provoking his rising passion, making him want to tear off the annoying thin clothing and watch her, flushed and tearful, say “no.”
“Xuanling, I’ve been patient for two years now…” Xie Xuechen whispered against her ear, his voice restrained yet hoarse and low, “I’m not the Xie Xuechen of those days. Demons are by nature indulgent and unrestrained. I’ve only been holding back for you. Yet you only see the children, never caring about me.” His fingertips pulled down the sheer garment, revealing smooth, white, delicate skin. The slightly rough fingertips caressed the sensitive flesh, causing a slight tremble, “Were the words you spoke back then all lies to deceive me?”
A faint sense of grievance flickered in his phoenix eyes.
Mu Xuanling turned her head away, looking at the faint blush at the corner of his eyes and the surging affection within them, instinctively swallowing hard. Her heart raced rapidly and urgently. Even though she knew he was feigning grievance, she couldn’t help but soften, her heart fluttering.
She leaned forward to kiss his thin lips, her hands clinging to his neck, licking his lips, only to have her tongue captured by him. His palm tightly gripped her back, as if wanting to crush her into his embrace. The thin silk garment couldn’t withstand the Demon Sovereign’s tugging, shattering into petal-like fragments, drifting to the floor. His kisses were hot and forceful, tingling with a slight sting. She writhed her waist in discomfort, letting out soft moans, yet offering no resistance, allowing him to plant a series of blooming peach blossoms on her smooth skin.
“Xie… Xuechen…” Her voice was half-crying, half-panting, tears welling up at the corners of her eyes as she looked down at him with a mix of shyness and anger, “Hurry up…”
“Heh…” His hands supported the back of her knees, slowly spreading her legs as he pushed forward. She held her breath, her toes curling, her slender legs tightening with tension, tears sliding from the corners of her eyes.
His wet, hot tongue caught the tears at the corner of her eye, pulling her tightly against his chest. She was suddenly thrust deep inside, letting out a muffled cry, her round fingertips digging into his back muscles.
“How fast do you want it?” His low, husky voice asked with a hint of amusement, his large hands wandering across her back.
The Demon Sovereign’s personality took dominance, making him indulgent and cruel, always desiring to make her cry and beg. If he regained Xie Xuechen’s personality, he would be much more restrained, showing great tenderness, speaking little during intimate moments, only letting out deep, restrained panting, making her want to tease him into losing control. Yet when he truly lost control, she would end up crying again…
Mu Xuanling lightly and resentfully punched his shoulder, her voice soft and sweetly hoarse, “Hao Er will wake up soon!”
“Don’t worry, someone is watching him,” the Demon Sovereign Xie Xuechen was in the mood, how could he let a child ruin his fun. A dark smile flickered in his phoenix eyes; he had finally managed to get rid of the annoying people. Bao had taken Hao Yi away, and Hao Er was being watched too. Now his heart demon was tightly in his arms, her face flushed with affection, like spring rain, finally unable to escape. He wouldn’t let her go for at least seven days and nights.
Mu Xuanling, her waist held tightly by him, her hands clinging to his neck, was like a small boat on a stormy sea, rising and falling with the surging passion, her reason overwhelmed by desire. She had no idea how long he had tormented her, and not hearing the child’s cry for a long time, she finally gave in and sank with him.
It wasn’t until seven days later that she vaguely regained her senses—damn Demon Sovereign had actually set up a barrier in the room, blocking out all external sounds!
Seeing her anger, Xie Xuechen feigned indifference, his expression calm, “What the Demon Sovereign did has nothing to do with me, Xie Xuechen.”
Mu Xuanling was momentarily speechless, angry, “Don’t pretend to have amnesia; you’re still you!”
Xie Xuechen shrugged helplessly, “So what do you want me to do then?”
A stream of chaotic energy transformed into white silk, tightly binding his hands to the bed. His cool phoenix eyes slightly lifted, looking at the Demon Queen pinning him down. Her warm, soft hand caressed his handsome face, her teeth gritted as she said, “An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth…”
Xie Xuechen was momentarily stunned, his heart laughing—could there be such a good thing?
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