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

The great battle has just ended, and for a long time to come, especially around the battleground, it will be clear what kind of impact the unbridled cultivators will have on the lives of ordinary people.

It's not that I want to show her some human tragedies and preach some grand principles. The main thing is to cultivate this awareness in her from a young age, so that she understands what life at the bottom is like. Not every place is Tongzhou, and not every family is Shenhuangju. When she becomes the Human Emperor, she will have some judgment in her heart about what she should and shouldn't do.

Ten days later.

Just as Bai Qingyu said, she planned to take Bai Xiaoya out to see the outside world.

"Mother, where are we going?"

"Let's go outside and take a look."

Holding Xiaoya's hand, Bai Qingyu walked towards the outside of the barrier. She didn't plan to go too far; just taking a look around would suffice.

Having stayed at home for half a year, Bai Xiaoya, with her playful nature, had long been itching to get out and play. If it weren't for Bai Qingyu's reluctance to go out, she would definitely have whine and begged to go out and play.

"Mommy, are we going out to play?"

Tongzhou was not greatly affected. A large number of refugees came, but Tongzhou had ways to manage them. So the world that Bai Xiaoya saw was still the same as before, without much difference.

"We were just going out for fun."

"Oh, oh, oh, great, great!" Bai Xiaoya let go of Bai Qingyu's hand and ran happily on the calamity, attracting the attention of many people.

Such a bright and adorable little girl is truly rare.

Bai Xiaoya was naturally a lively and active person. These past few days, she has officially become a little cultivator, and her boundless energy is simply inexhaustible. She can only feel at ease if she keeps practicing some fist techniques at home. Otherwise, the poor thing would probably be Bai Qingyu's tabby cat and the spider lilies in the yard.

Bai Qingyu shook his head helplessly and went over to grab the little girl.

“We’re not here. Let’s go somewhere else.”

There's not much to see in Tongzhou; the main attraction is the outside.

Picking up the little girl, Bai Qingyu disappeared from Tongzhou and appeared in a chaotic small county town.

This place is less than 100 kilometers away from a battle site, and it was deeply affected.

Even the city walls were full of cracks, and the whole county town was lifeless.

The aftershocks of a battle between cultivators are not comparable to natural disasters, but the impact is still considerable. Livestock such as chickens, ducks, geese, and pigs are all affected and die, and people with weaker constitutions simply cannot withstand it.

After Bai Xiaoya entered the county town, she gradually calmed down. She frowned and looked at the street, especially at the people who were worried about the houses full of cracks.

Some houses collapsed long ago and no one lives there anymore; others haven't collapsed yet but they're about to collapse, and no one knows when they will.

We arrived too late; if we had arrived any earlier, the whole city would have been filled with cries and wails.

The children in the family died, the elderly father and mother died, the wife was crushed to death by the collapsing house, there were too many tragedies.

"Mother, what's wrong with them?"

"They were all caught in the crossfire of a fight among a group of cultivators."

"what?"

Bai Qingyu didn't say much and let her see for herself.

My previous travels around the world were for this purpose, but unfortunately, they turned into just playing around.

That's not all. Bai Qingyu also wanted her to see the government's actions and how other slightly larger cities were being ravaged by those "homeless" cultivators.

Ten sects, large and small, were slaughtered. It was impossible to kill them all. Those cultivators who were lucky enough to escape did not bother to clean up the mess; they simply ran to big cities to hide.

After being provoked, he began to treat ordinary people with condescension, and beatings and scoldings were the least of his worries.

The appearance of this group of cultivators had a significant impact.

Having witnessed such a tragedy without any constraints, it seems as if not enjoying life to the fullest before its end would be a disservice.

They indulge in a vengeful lifestyle, enjoying things they are normally restricted from enjoying, while the common people around them suffer.

The consequences of cultivators challenging the mortal world are now crystal clear.

Bai Xiaoya saw all of this.

Volume Two: Journey Through the Demon Book: Chapter Forty-Two - Metamorphosis

Xiaoya is still young, at a carefree age, playing happily every day, growing up innocently and carefree. So, when Bai Qingyu brought her here to witness such a human tragedy, he felt a mix of emotions.

We'll have to bring her out sooner or later. If we do, the result will be the same. She'll think the world is so wonderful when she's a child, but when she sees the scene outside that looks like hell on earth, what will she think?

"Mother, those people are all so capable, they can take care of themselves, why do they still bully others?"

On the street, Xiaoya, who was holding Bai Qingyu's hand, frowned. Her little face was full of confusion, and her big eyes were also full of doubts about the world. She couldn't understand why these cultivators would do this and bully the weak.

She saw the restaurant owner go to ask for his money back, only to be punched to death by the monk.

They also saw a sweet and charming rich girl being forcibly taken away by a cultivator on the street. The girl's father knelt down and kowtowed, but it was no use. She was kicked away like trash.

These people possess cultivation and are not bound by human relationships or the law. They do whatever they want, and their evil deeds are utterly despicable.

If it were just about taking, it wouldn't be so annoying. The problem is that these people not only take, but also take lives.

"Because these people are a group of pitiful creatures enslaved by their desires."

"what?"

"What Mother means is that these people are only strong on the surface. In reality, their hearts are like insects weaker than ants."

Bai Xiaoya nodded thoughtfully, "So Mother just killed them like she was crushing an insect?"

"You could say that, but more than that, I'm just annoyed by these people, so I'm just cleaning them up casually."

Patting the little girl's head gently, Bai Qingyu spoke softly. Just before this, she had killed more than a dozen troublemaking cultivators.

There are far too many cultivators like this. If Bai Qingyu really wanted to, she could manage them, but she doesn't have the energy to do so right now. She acts according to fate, killing wherever she goes. If she encounters any inhuman cultivators, she simply annihilates them.

It must be said that the human race is sometimes truly difficult to evaluate.

It is precisely at times like these that internal strife intensifies, with people consuming each other's own.

After being ambushed by the Merfolk and the Demonic Cult, normal people would be thinking about how to reorganize the remaining things in the sect. Should they continue down the old path of the sect and one day restore the sect to its former glory, or should they start from now on to strive for strength and seek revenge against the Demonic Cult?

If all else fails, packing up and going back to one's hometown to join another sect and find another way out is also an option.

These people, having already suffered a beating here, are now trying to inflict their pain on ordinary people.

They're causing trouble for the people and nobody cares. Sects like Tianyang Palace are busy with the affairs of the Sea Kingdom and the Demonic Sect, and they're currently chasing and intercepting them at sea. They don't even glance at the chaos in the rear.

Of course, compared to what's happening at the front, what's happening at the rear is insignificant. So what if some civilians die or are injured? Even if several cities are massacred, it's nothing. At worst, we can slowly recover later. With the strength of the Great Ling Kingdom, a few cities are just a drop in the ocean.

Bai Qingyu took Bai Xiaoya back. Today, he took her to four cities, but they didn't gain anything. He just showed her what the outside world was like.

Bai Xiaoya was a clever girl from a young age. On the way back, she lowered her head and pondered for a long time before suddenly speaking up, "Mother, these cultivators are bullying people like this, isn't anyone going to do anything about it? What about those cultivators who are even more powerful than them?"

"The cultivators you mentioned usually take care of things, but only on the surface. Because cultivators who are even more powerful than them are still cultivators, and many things happen behind the scenes that no one cares about. You can't provoke a powerful person for the sake of some mortals."

"Hmm...that seems to be true."

"Yes, and besides, have you ever considered that these powerful cultivators you mentioned also do this kind of thing?"

"Is there really no way to control them? The cultivators are very powerful, so they should form their own small groups, just like Mother said. And the common people are very weak, so they should also form their own groups and not interfere with each other, wouldn't that be better?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Qingyu affectionately picked up the little girl and said, "Baby, some things in the world are far more complicated than you think. It's impossible for such a weak group as ordinary people to band together for warmth, because they can't resist. The world is actually just like you said, with cultivators and cultivators, and mortals and mortals. But look at the world now."

"Mother, are you saying that the people are powerless to protect themselves?"

"Yes, that's right. For example, if there are two countries, one strong and one weak, why would the strong country do as you want? It will definitely invade the weak one."

"Then, then, then we just need to make the weak countries strong, or make a powerful shield to keep the enemies out, or make something really, really powerful so that the enemies won't dare to invade us. If they do invade, they'll get hurt themselves. Wouldn't that be enough?"

Bai Qingyu didn't expect Xiaoya to say that, or rather, she didn't expect the child to react so quickly.

What she said makes a lot of sense. Regardless of the cost or whether the cultivators would give you that opportunity, just thinking about that is enough.

"Yes, what you said is certainly correct. Making the enemy hesitant to act, fearing that you will fight to the death, can indeed alleviate this situation."

"Hehehe, isn't Xiaoya clever?"

Bai Qingyu had just praised Xiaoya when the girl immediately put her hands on her hips and pouted.

"Alright, don't get too excited yet. It's easier said than done. Have you thought about how to achieve this? Cultivators are very powerful, not to mention there are many of them. With such a large group, how can you make them afraid to make a move?"

"this......"

This question was clearly beyond her scope, and the little girl remained deep in thought, wondering what she would do if she were a leader.

Unfortunately, she racked her brains, her mind a complete mess, and even after arriving home, she still hadn't figured out a perfect solution to the problem.

Bai Qingyu remained silent throughout the entire process.

During that time, Xiaoya asked her a question.

She said that if she were to lead these people, she would make them live happily, just like Shenhuangju. But if she wanted to do that, she would have to be very powerful herself. In the end, she would also become a cultivator. So, would she belong to the common people or the cultivators?

Cultivators are also human beings; to put it bluntly, they are people who have mastered great power.

If she wants to lead everyone to prosperity, then she must also become someone who wields power.

Her answer to the little girl was simple: strength is not the key; what matters is which side your heart is on. As long as you sincerely lead everyone, whether you are a cultivator or not is not important.

Xiaoya kept those words in her heart.

What Bai Qingyu didn't know was that her casual advice not only affected Bai Xiaoya's life but also the entire world's格局 (geju, a concept encompassing overall structure, overall situation, and overall dynamics).

After returning home, seeing that the little girl was still pondering the matter, Bai Qingyu simply called her over.

"Xiaoya, do you want to become the leader of those people you mentioned?"

In the backyard, seeing Bai Qingyu's serious expression, Bai Xiaoya was taken aback, and then she nodded firmly.

"I want to use my power to help them change their lives, and I want to bring smiles to the faces of the people!"

"Okay, then you should focus on your cultivation. You can think about things more often when you have free time. Leave the rest to your mother."

Kneeling in front of the six-year-old girl, Bai Qingyu made this promise to her.

No matter what happens in between, she must become the Queen of Great Spirit.

Bai Qingyu was not surprised at all that such a young girl had such lofty ideals. After all, Bai Xiaoya was born to be the chosen one, destined to be an empress. How could Heaven possibly allow her to develop a world-weary personality?

This sense of responsibility will stay with her for the rest of her life.

It can be considered both a good thing and a bad thing. For Xiaoya, her future is destined to be very difficult, as she will bear the heavy responsibility of countless people and even the entire world.

After she becomes empress, she will inevitably be the most hardworking emperor. The life of the current emperor will never happen to her; that is fate.