I was born a god, the son of the Demon Lord.

Shen Jiuyuan gripped the door frame, his body struggling desperately like a live fish being dragged into a pot.

"Someone's kidnapping a boy here—! Help!"

This shout, powerful and resounding, echoed throughout the Taiyuan Temple.

Shen Jiuyuan himself was stunned for a second. He had been in the Ten Thousand Demon Cave for six years. He never cried out when he was being chased, never cried out when he was being surrounded, and never cried out when he was being beaten to the ground. He gritted his teeth and endured it.

Today, this word is actually being used here.

He only had time to stick one hand out through the crack in the door, and the next second—

Three hands grabbed his collar, belt, and ankles at the same time, and pulled him down with their combined strength.

"hiss--"

Shen Jiuyuan was dragged back to the main hall, his back scraping against the ground and sparks flying.

"Bang."

"No!"

The door closed in front of him.

Tianxing slowly withdrew his foot, patted off non-existent dust from his hands, and tilted his head to look at him.

"Stop yelling, no one will come to save you even if you yell your lungs out."

He crouched down, looking Shen Jiuyuan in the eye, his smile so eerie it could have been the male lead in a horror movie.

"Brother, give up on that idea."

Tianxing pulled a slip of paper from her sleeve, held it between two fingers, and waved it in front of Shen Jiuyuan.

"Good boy/girl—read this aloud."

The handwriting on the note was neat and beautiful, clearly prepared in advance, and Shen Jiuyuan glanced at it.

"Western Position - Holding the Judgment of Life and Death - Devouring Abyss Scythe - Shen Jiuyuan".

Below are action instructions, with detailed notes in parentheses indicating when to turn, when to draw the weapon, and when to kneel on one knee.

Xu Yuan and Lin Qingyue stood behind Tianxing, one on the left and one on the right, nodding with smiles.

Shen Jiuyuan's hair stood on end. He pressed his back against the door, looking left and right.

On the left, the light shield.

On the right, the light shield.

Above, there was still a light shield.

The beads sealed the entire hall like an iron barrel, preventing even a mosquito from flying out.

His gaze swept across the corner of the hall and he saw two small figures huddled behind the stone seats.

Xu Nanyi covered her mouth with a small golden wing, her shoulders shrugging.

Shen Xizhou curled his dragon tail in front of his face, the tip of the tail still trembling.

The two cubs were laughing so hard they were shaking, but they tried their best to keep quiet.

Shen Jiuyuan's eyes darted around, and he pointed in those two directions with his large hand, "I can read!"

All three raised their eyebrows simultaneously.

"But! We must bring both of them along!"

"Aren't they the fifth generation of Guardians? They must have introduced themselves, right? Let them read first!"

Shen Jiuyuan found a breakthrough, and his momentum surged: "Besides, there are more of them! Two of you go first!"

In the corner—

Xu Nanyi's beautiful tail feathers stood up with a "whoosh," the tuft of hair on her head bounced straight up, and her ruby-like eyes widened.

"Bad Daddy!"

The little golden phoenix took flight, but she did not fly towards Shen Jiuyuan.

She pounced on Xu Yuan's shoulder, pulled a bell from between her wings with her little paws, and shoved it into Xu Yuan's hand.

"Mommy, Mommy! This can control him! Quickly, make Daddy read it!"

She tilted her head, pulled out a crystal-clear photographic stone from under her wing, and held it high.

"I'm ready to take notes!"

Shen Xizhou popped out from behind the stone seat, circled around Xu Yuan, and nodded vigorously.

"Yes! I can help tie him up!"

The little dragon cub said earnestly, "I have a lot of experience in kidnapping!"

Xu Yuan bent down and kissed each of the two little heads, her eyes crinkling into crescents with laughter.

"Haha! As expected of my demon race's child! So quick to understand."

Lin Qingyue's eyes lit up instantly; her heart skipped a beat at how adorable the two cubs were. "I'm on the right track!"

Tianxing rushed over, squatted down to be at eye level with the two cubs, and gave them a thumbs up: "Good kids!"

Shen Jiuyuan watched as the three "demons" were completely distracted by the two cubs, their attention entirely shifting away from him—

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Moving.

I'm so touched.

He thought the two little creatures were going to harm him, but they were actually drawing fire for him.

As expected, blood ties are revealed in times of crisis. Oh well, I can't worry about that now, let fate decide.

Taking advantage of everyone's attention being focused on the cub, Shen Jiuyuan silently exerted his strength under his feet, his figure sliding like a ghost along the wall towards the side door.

They were about to step onto the stone steps outside the door.

I looked up.

Xu Yuan stood in the center, shaking the bell in her hand, smiling gently. Lin Qingyue stood on the left, leaning on the ground with her gun barrel, her expression compassionate. Tian Xing stood on the right, arms crossed, smiling.

Xu Nanyi squatted on his left shoulder, while Shen Xizhou wrapped his arms around his right shoulder.

"Daddy, where are you going?"

Xu Nanyi tilted her head, her red eyes curving into slits.

Shen Jiuyuan's brain completely shut down.

Xu Yuan shook the cute bell in her hand, and a clear, crisp sound rang out.

The next moment—

Shen Jiuyuan's body moved uncontrollably back to the main hall. He picked up the note, struck a standard pose, held the scythe horizontally above his head, placed one foot on the light platform that had materialized in the void, and raised his chin at a 45-degree angle.

"Western Position—Holding the Judgment of Life and Death—The Devouring Abyss Scythe—Shen Jiuyuan!"

His voice was like thunder, full of energy, and with the final twist, the black hem of his robe drew a beautiful arc in the air.

perfect.

The light from the photo-recording stone flashed wildly.

Lin Qingyue's eyes lit up: "It's recorded! It's recorded! It's recorded!"

Tianxing rubbed his hands together. "Send it out quickly! Make him utterly disgraced in the Taiyuan Realm! Make him dependent on us! Make sure he can never, ever escape the glorious name of the Taiyuan Holy Land!"

When Shen Jiuyuan regained consciousness, he only had time to utter a weak sound—

"No--"

Xu Nanyi transformed back into human form, covered her eyes with her two small hands, and peeked through her fingers, her little face scrunched up.

"Oh my... this is terrifying."

Shen Xizhou, standing nearby, seemed unfazed. "What's so scary about that? Just now, he tried to drag you down, sister."

Xu Nanyi lowered her hand from her eyes.

I don't feel bad anymore.

Shen Jiuyuan slumped to the ground.

His eyes were glazed over, his pupils were unfocused, and it was as if seventy percent of his soul had been drained away, leaving only thirty percent still smoldering in place.

The mentality that had held for six years in the Demon Cave had shattered completely today.

Lin Qingyue glanced at him sideways and commented, "Your adaptability is terrible. I didn't even lose my composure back then."

Xu Yuan leaned against a pillar, took a bite of his candied hawthorn, and objectively analyzed, "That's normal. Demons still have their pride after all."

Lin Qingyue clapped her hands, resuming her decisive and efficient demeanor as the guardian of the northern position.

"Tianxing, check the newlyweds in."

"Okay!"

Tianxing rushed over, hoisted the terrified man on his shoulder, and turned to leave like carrying a sack of potatoes.

Shen Jiuyuan was carried on his shoulder, his lifeless eyes meeting Xu Yuan's, who was still standing there.

Those dark eyes clearly conveyed three words: "You'll see."

Xu Yuan waved the candied hawthorn in her hand at him, her eyes crinkling with a smile.

As Tianxing carried the person away, his figure disappeared at the end of the corridor, while Shen Jiuyuan's drooping hand was still trembling slightly.

Xu Nanyi flew to Xu Yuan's shoulder and rubbed her little head against her cheek.

"Mother, will Father hate us?"

Xu Yuan patted her little head.

"Don't worry, who could he hate? The memory stone is in my hands."

She twirled the photo stone in her other hand and then tucked it into her sleeve.