I am Guhuoniao, not an umbrella demon, please do not disturb me.

This immediately shocked Xiao Yao.

In just one night, Mother and Sister Zhentian actually had a baby?!

Xiao Yao felt like her brain was about to crash. With a question mark on her face, she exclaimed and hurriedly ran over.

"Oh, Xiao Yao, what's wrong?"

Bai Qingyu held the child in her arms. When she saw Xiao Yao running over, her eyes were gentle and tender, unlike her usual indifferent demeanor. Today, her temperament was noticeably gentler.

Xiao Yao pointed at the Ninth Princess in Bai Qingyu's arms, "She, she, she was born from Mother!"

The little girl knew that men and women could have children together, but she never imagined that girls could have children together, and one of them even conceived overnight.

It wasn't here yesterday, how could it be here so quickly?

Does this mean that Mommy had a baby in her belly a long time ago?

That doesn't make sense either. My mother is a demon, a bird demon at that. How could she give birth to a human child?

In that short period of time, Xiao Yao imagined countless scenes from the story.

In particular, Miketsu told her about the love and hate between the scholar and the young lady, such as starting a relationship and then abandoning it, and dying for love.

Seeing that Xiao Yao's expression was getting stranger and stranger, Bai Qingyu couldn't help but touch the little girl's forehead.

"You mean this child? Of course, I didn't give birth to her; I adopted her. And Xiaoyao, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Xiao Yao snapped out of her shock, "Adopted?"

"Yes, just last night, you were asleep then so I didn't wake you."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yao breathed a long sigh of relief.

"I thought she was born to my mother and Sister Zhentian."

"..."

"..."

Bai Qingyu and Zhen Tian fell silent at the same time. The words were on the tip of their tongues, but for a moment they didn't know what to say. So the girl's constantly changing expression just now meant that she thought the child was born together with Zhen Tian?

Bai Qingyu coughed, realizing she had almost blurted out the question.

Why is it said that she gave birth to it herself instead of that it was born naturally? It's clearly a female bird, and it's obviously the one on the bottom.

"Xiao Yao, there are some common sense things I think you still need to learn. Girls shouldn't have children with each other. And even if you do have a child, you can't just jump out overnight, understand?"

No sooner had Bai Qingyu finished speaking than Yuzhan Jin, with her hair also disheveled and yawning, came out of the house carrying Xiao Tanuki.

With sleepy eyes, she stood to the side, rubbed her eyes, looked at the child in Bai Qingyu's arms, and after a couple of seconds of silence, her eyes widened in surprise.

"Auntie, Auntie!?"

“Adopted.” Bai Qingyu rolled her eyes.

What's wrong with these two? When you see such a small child, shouldn't your first reaction be to adopt her? You'd always think she gave birth to her.

While Miketsu was still in shock, the tanuki, who was already the size of a large dog, jumped down and quickly reached the roof. It wanted to get close to Tamamo-no-Mae, who had also climbed onto the roof at the same time, but was then slapped down by Tamamo-no-Mae's tail.

A short while later.

After finally explaining everything to the two children, Bai Qingyu watched them stare at the little princess and occasionally make surprised noises. She then touched the little princess's face.

"Mother, does my little sister have a name?"

"We haven't decided on a name yet, and we're not in a hurry, she's still so young."

Bai Qingyu and Zhen Tian exchanged a glance, and suddenly remembered this matter.

"Then Mother wants to give my little sister a lovely name, a name even more lovely than Xiao Yao's!"

"it is good."

"Then, then, can I hug my little sister?"

"Sure, but we need to be careful."

Bai Qingyu handed the little princess to Xiao Yao. Seeing how carefully Xiao Yao held the child, she suddenly had a strange feeling, like an older daughter holding a younger one, as if she had a second child. This feeling was even more peculiar when Yu Zhuan Jin was standing beside her.

This isn't a second child, this is a third, and they're all daughters.

Judging from their appearance, the eldest daughter, Xiaoyao, is not yet ten years old, while Yuzhanjin is slightly younger, and the little princess is only three months old.

I reckon that in a dozen or so years we'll really be sisters of roughly the same age.

The growth rates of humans and demons are different, except for those like Shuten-dōji. People like Xiaoyao grow very slowly. She looks like she is eight or nine years old now, but it will probably be at least four years later before she looks like a ten-year-old human. The same applies to Miketsu.

It might take them more than twenty or even thirty years to grow up to the size of a human girl.

The commotion in the yard quickly attracted the attention of the other family members, and even Zhen tiptoed over to join Xiaodie.

Seeing that the children were being held in turns, Zhen stood next to Bai Qingyu.

She wanted to hug the baby, but she was worried that her feathers would hurt her.

Even though the feathered robe was concealed and the body was suppressed with specially made pills, there would still be some residue left, which was unavoidable.

Human cubs are inherently fragile, and she didn't want to hurt them because of herself.

Noticing Zhen's gaze, Bai Qingyu patted her head.

Don't be sad.

"Mmm." Zhen nodded, not resisting being patted on the head at all.

"Come on, let's go over there and I'll comb your hair."

"it is good."

Away from the noisy area, Bai Qingyu took Zhen's small hand and led her to the side, making her sit down. He then sat behind her and gently braided her hair.

Zhen is rather aloof and doesn't like to talk, but that doesn't mean she dislikes her family.

"Was that child the one your aunt adopted last night?"

"Yes, a group of cultivators chased a mother and daughter to the door, so I rescued her."

"Is it the same as what happened to me back then?"

“It’s different. This child’s mother is already dead. I only saved the child.”

"Ah."

"Hey, I'm telling you, you should smile more."

Bai Qingyu tied Zhen's hair into two buns, made her turn around, and rubbed her little face with both hands. "Such a cute face, you have to smile more."

All these years later, Zhen still looks like a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, hardly growing up at all.

Bai Qingyu patted the little girl's head again and stood up.

Even the little snake joined in, clamoring to hold the baby, and the girls were even thinking about giving the baby a name.

Bai Qingyu shook her head; she had already guessed this situation.

The house is already lively enough; it will be even more lively with the arrival of another cub.

In other words, the little princess is naturally brave enough to not cry even when being held and hugged by so many unfamiliar older sisters.

Bai Qingyu arrived at the gate, opened the vermilion gate, and sure enough, saw Shuten-dōji rushing in.

"Auntie, hey, what are you all doing?"

As soon as Shuten entered the courtyard, he saw a scene of chaos. He went closer to take a look and found that they were fighting over a child.

"I adopted him last night," Bai Qingyu explained again, having no other choice.

Shuten nodded slowly, not caring. It was perfectly normal for Bai Qingyu to adopt children. Even if he adopted ten, let alone one, he wouldn't think there was anything wrong with it.

"Auntie, I've come today to tell you some news."

"Oh?"

"Many cultivators have appeared in the Nanshan area and around Tongzhou, and they are all at the Transformation stage or above. There are a lot of them. I even saw some guys from Tianyang Palace."

Shuten-dōji plopped down and began to speak.

"That's normal. All these people came here for this child."

"Should we...?"

"Just be careful. It's destiny. I think it won't be long before the people from Tianyang Palace come looking for me."

Bai Qingyu turned and went into the kitchen.

Since Zhen Tian had gone to take care of the children, the task of making breakfast fell to her.

With such a large family, making breakfast is quite a hassle.

We're all monsters, so we don't actually need to eat breakfast every day, or even sleep. Monsters outside who sleep once a month are considered to be enjoying life. Most of them cultivate day and night and then sleep for more than ten days at a time.

Bai Qingyu maintains a human daily routine and leads by example, all so that they can feel the warmth of home.

Shuten-dōji volunteered to help in the kitchen and sneak a bite to eat, saying, "Is that child the chosen one of the capital?"

"Yes, it is her, but it's nothing. Those guys outside can only suspect. Before they're sure, their main target is still the other princes and princesses in the capital."

"In their eyes, fortune is not static. It's like a scale; whichever side has the greatest potential to become the Human Emperor, that's where fortune will shift," Bai Qingyu said as she busied herself with her apron.

"Any prince or princess could become the chosen one of destiny; that's roughly the idea."

Shuten seemed to understand.

"And this child..."

"The destiny is on her. To be precise, the destiny is currently on me. One day in the future, I will pass this destiny on to her, because this fortune was originally borrowed from her. Otherwise, how do you think we could have so easily dealt with the Demon Subduing Sect?"

Over the years, Bai Qingyu's improvement has not been significant. Compared to her time in the Fate Cult, her improvement is indeed not high. However, if she had the current power of fortune and faith in the Fate Cult back then, she wouldn't have needed Shuten-dōji and the others to save her; she could have destroyed the Fate Cult on her own.

In no time, breakfast was ready. Bai Qingyu told them to stop fooling around, took the little princess from the house, and carried her inside to prepare the formula.

The whole family ate the hand-pulled shredded pork noodles prepared by Bai Qingyu, while the little princess drank milk from a bottle almost as big as her face.

The dinner table was very quiet, with everyone intently watching the little princess in Bai Qingyu's arms as she drank milk, as if afraid that any noise they made would startle the child.

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The family was enjoying a harmonious time, but the cultivators around Tongzhou were not so fortunate.