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

As expected, the power of cultivators is still too weak compared to the power of the heavens.

"It's strange, even though people's brains are all battered and bruised, they haven't moved the battlefield to the county town yet. These demons are quite virtuous."

"Why do you say that?" Under the eaves, Zhen Tian handed Bai Qingyu a cup of tea that she had personally brewed.

“Demons have no moral or karmic burdens. Fighting them anywhere is the same. Fighting them in the county town is actually beneficial to them. For those evil cultivators, the dead are the source of their power. They usually rely on this for cultivation. As for Tianyang Palace, fighting in the county town will definitely restrict their movements, and they won't be able to unleash seven-tenths of their full strength.”

Taking a sip of hot tea, Bai Qingyu said calmly, "Morality can only restrain moral people. Tianyang Palace talks about benevolence and morality all day long, but if they don't value the lives of the people in the county, then it can only be said that Tianyang Palace is all show and no substance. In that case, I have nothing to say."

Standing under the eaves, Dongqing peeked out, but before she could take a look, her hair was soaked by the rain.

"Could it be that Tianyang Palace is too powerful, and those evil cultivators dare not come over?"

In response to Dong Qing's question, Bai Qingyu thought for a moment and said, "It is possible, but it seems unlikely at the moment. The strength of Tianyang Palace is not much different from that of the demons. With such a difference in strength, it would be too easy for the demons to launch a sneak attack."

"Then why don't you come over?"

"I don't know either. It's better if you don't come. By the way, Changsheng is probably over there now." Bai Qingyu held the hot tea in both hands. A cold wind blew in, carrying rain, and the hot tea in his hands felt like a warm current flowing down his throat and into his stomach.

It's worth mentioning that Changsheng wasn't at home; he was definitely fighting by the river with that cultivator named Yang Xiuye. It's unknown whether his demonic sword has been exposed; a powerful figure would probably recognize it at a glance.

Bai Qingyu didn't think anything would happen to Changsheng; he was much more reliable than Dongqing.

Compared to honing her immortality through battles outside, Bai Qingyu was more worried about Dong Qing, who stayed at home obediently. Bai Qingyu pretended to calculate with her fingers and said that a cultivator from Tianyang Palace would come to take her as a disciple in the near future.

During this period, she frequently visited the Tianyang Palace's residence and seemed to have become quite familiar with the disciples there. She would bring back a bottle of pills almost every now and then, all given to her by the senior sisters because they thought she was cute.

With such talent, once the true masters of Tianyang Palace arrive, they will most likely take her as their disciple.

She came back about two weeks ago and said that an elder had taken a liking to her.

In Tianyang Palace, the position of elder is not very high, but it is definitely not low either. In the end, the little girl took the initiative to refuse.

Bai Qingyu waited until nightfall before he finally sensed the aura of immortality.

Judging from the time, the two sides had been fighting for about two hours. Not all cultivators could endure such a long and intense battle. Judging from his aura, Changsheng was extremely weak, but fortunately, Bai Qingyu did not sense any weakness in his life force, which at least indicated that he was not seriously injured.

The heavy rain continued, and facing the wind and rain, Changsheng, holding the Demon Sword, pushed open the wooden door and walked into the courtyard.

He was soaked to the bone by the rain, and traces of blood were still visible on his body. His blood-stained clothes could not be washed away even by the heavy rain.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, he felt a gaze upon him. Looking up, he saw Bai Qingyu standing under the eaves, silently watching him. Changsheng's mouth opened slightly, but the only words he could say were, "I'm sorry, Aunt."

"how do you feel?"

"Human life is as worthless as grass," Changsheng replied after a moment's thought.

"Hey, you should at least have told me you were going out. Come on in, it's raining so hard."

Bai Qingyu made way for you. "Dinner is still here for you, and hot water is ready. Go take a shower before you eat. Do you have any serious injuries?"

"No, nothing." Liu Changsheng lowered his head.

"Go."

"Yes, thank you, Auntie."

Dragging his weary body, Changsheng silently walked into the house. His back view even gave people a sense of being lost and dejected. Bai Qingyu touched his smooth chin, his eyes filled with a strange feeling. He felt that this battle was not simple. Besides the battle, what else did Changsheng see that made him so disappointed?

After taking a bath, Changsheng sat at the table, somewhat absent-minded while eating.

"What's wrong today?"

Sitting opposite Changsheng, Bai Qingyu couldn't help but ask a question.

Changsheng looked up and said, "The demons attacked Shimen County because a powerful demon prophesied that the mother of the reincarnated demon king was in this county. Upon learning this, some members of the sect took action and captured all the pregnant women in the county. Some even died as a result. Some suggested that since it was unknown which pregnant woman was the real one, it would be better to take them all away, or even execute them all."

"Execute them all? Would Tianyang Palace agree to that?" Bai Qingyu frowned, finding it somewhat unbelievable. "Also, why is the Demon King, who has been reborn, capturing humans?"

At this point, Bai Qingyu thought of something. If they were going to kill all the humans, how could the demons around Shimen County escape? They must have all been killed, especially the mother demon.

"They were naturally unwilling, but they were also unwilling to bring these pregnant women to the mountain gate."

Changsheng was somewhat confused about this matter, saying that these sects were acting inhumanely. They said that this was sacrificing a small number of people to ensure the safety of the majority. Compared to the massacre of the entire county, what did the sacrifice of these people matter?

Moreover, the threat posed by the resurrection of the Demon King in the future would be even greater.

Changsheng felt somewhat displeased about this, but he didn't say much, much less criticize. He couldn't expect those cultivators to fight to the death, to be willing to die for the people of the county; that was unrealistic.

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Bai Qingyu didn't comment on the claims about immortality. The matter was indeed quite complicated and required consideration of many factors. However, there was nothing wrong with taking these pregnant women back to the mountain sect. The cultivators no longer needed to fight demons, and the people of the county were safe.

Bai Qingyu was surprised that these sects were so outrageous, even going so far as to kill these pregnant women. He wondered if they were worried that the birth of the Demon King would affect the sect's fortune or other such nonsense. Even Tianyang Palace didn't want to accept them, which showed that there were quite a few tricks involved.

I heard that after the pregnant woman was captured, all the major sects tried every means but still couldn't find out who was pregnant with the Demon King. So they were better off killing a thousand innocent people than letting one guilty person go free. Fortunately, they haven't taken any action yet, since Tianyang Palace is still here.

Bai Qingyu really wanted to say that killing all the pregnant women in the city wouldn't make any difference. The Demon King only died a month ago, and not all the pregnant women in the city conceived within the past month. Those who were pregnant a long time ago couldn't possibly be the Demon King, could they?

Moreover, if this information comes from within the demon race, how can it be so easily believed?

There were so many intricacies involved that Bai Qingyu felt her head was about to explode from thinking too much. Compared to that, she was more interested in what the little demon king would look like. She heard that he was a nine-tailed fox. Hmm, a nine-tailed fox baby, just thinking about it made her feel so cute. She wished she could pet him.

However, this demon king is quite something. He was able to reincarnate. Judging from the reactions of these sects and demons, it must be no ordinary reincarnation. Perhaps he can recover his peak demon power in just a few decades after his birth.

Thinking of this, Bai Qingyu suddenly understood why Tianyang Palace was unwilling to take pregnant women up the mountain. There were more than just this batch of pregnant women. Who knew when the Demon King would come? So, all the women who would become pregnant in the next few years would have to be taken away, which would make the task much more difficult.

You can't just take care of a group of pregnant women up the mountain, can you? If you keep taking care of them, you'll eventually need to find someone to deliver the babies after a few months, right?

The disciples of Tianyang Palace are fine for slaying demons and monsters, but asking them to deliver babies is really asking too much trouble.

Killing every pregnant woman is even more outrageous. The best solution is for each of the major sects to take a batch back with them.

Just as Bai Qingyu was thinking about this, a sudden fluctuation of spiritual energy came from outside. It was clear that the fighting had started again on Jianghe's side. Judging from the fluctuation of spiritual energy, the strength of both sides was definitely not weak. There must have been a real expert involved.

"These are troubled times. Well then, Changsheng, eat quickly and get ready to rest."

Bai Qingyu got up and left, returning to her room.

It's worth mentioning that Zhen Tian also lives in this room. She doesn't like to sleep on a bed, or rather, she doesn't like to use a human-shaped bed. She prefers to sleep in her real body in the bird's nest that Bai Qingyu made for her with down feathers. Some of these down feathers are Bai Qingyu's, some are Zhen Tian's own, and some are from the ducks in the yard.

"Shinten, are you asleep?"

After tidying up, Bai Qingyu put on her pajamas and changed out of her feather robe. She lay on the bed and looked at the bird's nest hanging from the ceiling.

With her height of over eight meters, Zhen Tian's nest must be quite large.

Upon hearing Bai Qingyu's words, Zhen Tian poked his head out.

"not yet."

"Let's leave here in a while; we've had enough of it."

"Okay, whatever you say."

"Get some rest. The battle should be over by tomorrow. Even if the demons and monsters team up, they're no match for you."

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The next day, Bai Qingyu got up early and found that the fighting outside had indeed stopped. Looking around, he saw that the banks of the river looked as if they had been plowed layer by layer. The straight river had been split into more than a dozen branches. The marks left by swords and blades were everywhere. Even though it had rained heavily all night, the land on both sides of the river was still dark red.

Bai Qingyu didn't see any cultivator corpses, but there were many corpses of evil cultivators opposite him.

Broken weapons were scattered haphazardly along the banks of the river. Most of them were damaged, with only a few remaining intact. Bai Qingyu suppressed his urge to scavenge for the treasures and could only sigh at the sight of so many precious swords and sabers.

With so many wonderful treasures, selling them would surely bring in a considerable income, at least more than what she earns from fortune telling at her stall.

What a pity, what a pity.

Before she could even turn around and go home, Bai Qingyu saw a powerful cultivator flying by on a gourd. His aura was truly formidable, far stronger than hers.

I'm glad I didn't go there, otherwise I would have run right into that old Taoist priest from Tianyang Palace.

"No wonder it ended so quickly, it turns out a big shot from Tianyang Palace has arrived."

To be honest, Bai Qingyu had no desire to get involved in the world of cultivators. She didn't have any now, and she didn't want to in the future. She turned around and left, then waved to Dongqing, who was still practicing her sword, after returning to the courtyard.

“Come here, Holly.”

After saying that, Bai Qingyu went into the room to organize her book box, while Dong Qing stood in front of the door with a puzzled look on her face.

"What's wrong, Auntie? Are we leaving?"

"Yes, we're leaving. The battle outside is over. We'll be leaving in a couple of days. If you want to go to the Tianyang Palace's base in the next couple of days, go ahead."

The little girl's eyes lit up. "Really, Auntie?"

"Really, but I just saw a master from Tianyang Palace arrive." He folded the clothes and put them in the book box, mainly his own clothes and the clothes he bought for Zhentian, while Dongqing's clothes were folded and placed aside.

"Dongqing, you're not young anymore, you should learn to make your own choices. I've wanted to tell you this for a long time. From now on, your aunt won't control your path anymore. You have to walk your own path."

She thought that saying those words would put a lot of pressure on her, but to her surprise, it didn't. Instead, she felt much more relaxed after saying them. Bai Qingyu herself could tell that she was a bit too controlling. Before she went down the mountain, she wished she could keep her two children by her side forever.

After coming out, she gradually came to terms with things. From Zhang Yan's incident to Xiao Lan's wedding, and then to Lin Yimiao's visit to the Tianyang Palace a few months ago, she began to try to let go of these things. Until she saw the old Taoist priest from Tianyang Palace fly over just now, she realized that it would be too late if she didn't say those words now.

Dongqing is already thirteen years old, which is no longer considered a child in this world, not to mention that her mental age is higher than that of her peers.

"Aunt, I..." Dongqing already sensed that something was wrong.

"Don't overthink it, I just feel like you've grown up. Alright, go practice your sword."

"Oh......"

As soon as Dongqing left, Bai Qingyu clenched her little fists and pounded them on the bed.

That's what she said, but after all, it's her own child, how could she not feel heartache? To be honest, she had never been so upset before, and her calm demeanor on the surface was just an act.

It's just that she doesn't want to see her son reject her outright.

Let's make our point clear now, so we can save face later!

"Damn it!"

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Volume 1: Chapter 67 Holly's Master (4K)

Dongqing has been smart since she was a child. Sometimes she seems a bit silly, mainly because Bai Qingyu spoils her. As long as Bai Qingyu is by her side, she doesn't have to think about most things herself. Bai Qingyu will either do it for her directly or tell her what to do. At the very least, he will give her a direction to work on.

Emerging from Bai Qingyu's room, Dong Qing gripped her longsword, somewhat absentmindedly.

She understood what Bai Qingyu meant. From now on, Bai Qingyu would no longer interfere with her affairs. For example, when it came to the Tianyang Palace's residence, Bai Qingyu would tell her whether she could go or not, and if she went, how long she should stay before going home. But now Bai Qingyu wouldn't say those things anymore; all the choices were up to her.