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

Looking up at the sky, Changsheng's eyes are never confused, only resolute.

The helplessness he felt when he was immobilized by that cultivator named Lin Yimiao while living in the valley was still vivid in his mind. He also recalled the group of rebels he faced in Fengchuan County. If his aunt hadn't been by his side, he and Dongqing's fate would have been unimaginable.

When traveling the world, Auntie led them to take side paths instead of main roads. Whenever they encountered a cultivator, they would shout at Auntie, "You monster, die quickly!" and stare at her with disgusting eyes.

In summary, the problem is a lack of strength, which allows them to be manipulated by others.

"Hey kid, are you really sure? Whether it's killing or absorbing blood essence, it's all walking the path of evil." Changsheng released control of the demonic sword, and the demonic sword's voice echoed in his mind.

"What does it matter if it's the path of evil? Cultivation and strength are what matter most," Changsheng replied calmly.

"Oh? You want to become stronger by any means necessary? Your aunt will hate you if she finds out."

"No, Auntie won't."

"What if? You know, your biological parents were killed by her."

"I know, do you think I don't understand anything?"

"You don't hate her?"

"Of course I don't hate her. I'm glad she took me away."

"My foolish host, you should know that if that great demon hadn't appeared, your father wouldn't have tried to use it to swindle money and poison you. If she hadn't appeared, there would have been no rumors of the bird demon, and without the rumors of the bird demon, your father wouldn't have set his sights on you. You would have grown up in front of your biological parents."

The Demon Sword remained undeterred. In its eyes, hatred was the greatest motivation. With such a great talent for immortality, if it were to also bear the hatred of killing its father and mother, things would get interesting. The Demon Sword trembled slightly at the thought.

“If there is no bird demon, there will be snake demon and fox demon. The responsibility for this matter does not lie with you, Aunt.”

After absorbing Zhen Tian's feather, Chang Sheng's strength increased greatly, and he could vaguely recall his memories from when he was an infant. Therefore, he knew what happened back then and could not be bewitched by the words of the Demon Sword.

"Since you put it that way, then you should continue to become stronger. Your aunt is a demon. There are so many cultivators in the world. In their eyes, demons are aliens, evil beings. You don't want to see your aunt captured and used as a plaything, do you? The world is vast, and the methods of those powerful beings are beyond your imagination. They can suppress your aunt with a flick of their hand. With your aunt's beauty, tsk tsk tsk."

"Shut up, you don't need to teach me these things."

"Alright, I'll shut up. I hope you can keep it up. If you don't get stronger, your aunt will suffer terribly. Also, let me tell you, your sister, that Bai Dongqing, has gone up the mountain to become an apprentice. Her master is Feng Yuan. When she reaches a certain level of cultivation, she won't remember your aunt's kindness in raising her. She'll only think of your aunt as a demon, and might even kill her directly."

The seductive voice of the Demon Sword echoed in Changsheng's mind, "After all, your aunt only raised her for thirteen years, while she will be cultivating on the mountain for at least a hundred years. Do you think she will still be able to maintain her original heart by then? The cultivators of Tianyang Palace are required to sever their mortal desires. Everyone around is talking about slaying demons and monsters. Such an environment can change a person."

"Even if she's still sentimental, she'll still be arrogant and condescending. Can you tolerate that? Only with power can you teach her a lesson and make her respect you. Without power, you can only bow your head and be subservient to your aunt. Hahahaha!"

Changsheng remained silent, too lazy to say anything. He knew perfectly well what the Demon Sword was thinking. This was fine too; stabilizing his mindset was also a way to temper his Dao heart.

"Demon Sword, if you want to bewitch someone, your voice is also very important. A hoarse and unpleasant voice will only annoy people."

"Is that so? What you said makes sense. Cough cough cough cough. Now?" The Demon Sword's voice changed from hoarse to an incredibly seductive and gentle female voice, which sounded somewhat like Bai Qingyu's voice.

"Okay."

As they chatted about this and that with the Demon Sword, their journey to immortality continued.

They'll stop at nothing to become stronger.

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The sky was overcast and it looked like it was going to rain again. After entering the town, Bai Qingyu randomly found a courtyard to rent. She now felt that renting a courtyard was more comfortable than an inn. Although it cost more money, the space was spacious and there was no one to bother her. The only downside was that she had to put up with the disgusting look of the local gentry when she rented the house.

Bai Qingyu even suspected that the guy might sneak in at night.

Sitting in the courtyard, drinking tea, Bai Qing leaned back in a bamboo chair.

Zhen Tian sat obediently to the side, keeping Bai Qingyu company as they drank tea without saying a word.

It's worth mentioning that Bai Qingyu stole these tea leaves from a tea garden he happened to pass by. He didn't steal much, just wanted to taste them. As it turned out, the freshly picked, unprocessed tea leaves weren't very good; they were a little bitter, but the aroma was stronger.

"This town isn't small anymore; it's almost a county seat. How about we stay here a few more days and leave after New Year's Eve? Then I'll cook you a feast!"

"When it comes to cooking, your sister is quite confident."

Bai Qingyu patted his chest, full of confidence.

As dusk fell, the sky, which had been overcast all day, began to drizzle again.

The orange firelight illuminated the room, creating a warm and cozy atmosphere. Bai Qingyu held a tabby cat, whose owner she didn't know, in her arms, looking relaxed and content.

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Life was uneventful. With her two children gone, there was much less housework to do. She no longer needed to do laundry, mend clothes, or prepare warm and waterproof boots and socks. Bai Qingyu felt a little unaccustomed to this sudden leisure.

It drizzled all night, with snowflakes mixed in with the rain. The next day, it started to snow heavily, leaving a thin layer of white on the rooftops.

Bai Qingyu sat under the eaves, a dozing tabby cat nestled in her arms, and began mending clothes in her hands. These clothes were for Zhen Tian as a New Year's gift; it was a red cotton-padded coat.

It looks very festive, but it's quite difficult to make. The main problem is that it needs to be filled with cotton and duck and goose down. Bai Qingyu searched all over the town but couldn't find much of these things, so she could only make a light cotton-padded jacket.

Fortunately, Zhentian is not afraid of the cold, otherwise the gift would have been awkward.

Her hands moved non-stop, quickly and precisely. Bai Qingyu had a wealth of experience in making cotton-padded clothes. When she lived in the valley, her child grew too fast, so she had to make new cotton-padded clothes almost every year. She thought about making a size larger to keep for next year, but then she decided against it.

If you work a little harder, your child will have new clothes to wear every year.

You have to understand that she didn't even have human hands at the time. She relied on bird wings and demonic power to hold the needle and thread. At first, it was really difficult to get used to and incredibly troublesome to learn. Needlework is not like washing clothes or cooking. This kind of work is very delicate.

She persevered through all that hardship, and now that she has the skills, she can work much faster. She can prepare this little cotton-padded coat for Zhentian in just a few days. Of course, if it's embroidered, it will take more time. Bai Qingyu plans to embroider a small golden flower on this cotton-padded coat, but there isn't enough time.

The tabby cat in Bai Qingyu's arms slept peacefully. Bai Qingyu not only fed it, but the scent emanating from her body also made it feel comfortable. So it stayed there and didn't want to leave, wondering if its owner was worried.

"Is Sister Bai making clothes?" Zhen Tian came to Bai Qingyu's side and looked down to see Bai Qingyu holding scissors and needle and thread, making a dazzling display of movements with a soft red cloth.

"Yes, I'm making clothes for you. New Year's Eve is in a few days. Everyone else has new clothes to wear, so how can my Zhentian not have any?"

Lay out the semi-finished product, "Do you like red?"

Zhen Tian's eyes flickered slightly, and she gave a soft "hmm". No one had ever given her a gift before. In the past, let alone new clothes, she could only watch the lively crowd from afar while dodging the hunters who were unwilling to let her go even on New Year's Eve.

"Yes, I like it very much."

"That's good. I was planning to embroider a flower for you here, but unfortunately there wasn't enough time, otherwise it would have looked even better."

"Thank you, Sister Bai. I have never received such a precious gift before." Zhen Tian's eyes were lowered and tears were visible. It wasn't that she liked to cry; she was genuinely moved.

"Shinten has never received a gift before, but it's okay. Every New Year's Eve from now on, I will give you a gift and make you a new dress, a dress that is one of a kind in the whole world."

"Is there anything you want, Sister Bai? I... I don't know how to make clothes, so I can only give you some other things," Zhen Tian said weakly.

Bai Qingyu gave her a gift, and she wanted to prepare a gift for Bai Qingyu in return. But then she realized she had nothing of value; she didn't have golden feathers, she couldn't sew or mend clothes or shoes, and she couldn't make an oiled paper umbrella.

"A gift..." Bai Qingyu looked Zhen Tian up and down, nodding from time to time, as if she didn't care about what Zhen Tian had but rather about her as a person.

"Well then, since there's still time, why don't you learn how to make pastries, Zhentian? On New Year's Eve, I'll be in charge of cooking, and you can make the pastries. Consider these pastries as a gift to me. Remember to put in plenty of sugar; I love desserts."

"Yes!" Zhen Tian nodded vigorously.

Then she found out how she learned. In the following days, Bai Qingyu spent her time making clothes and teaching her how to make pastries. She also took her to town to select ingredients.

Zhen Tian felt that he was a bit clumsy and it took him three days to make some progress.

Actually, there was something wrong with Zhen Tian's hands. Her hands weren't as dexterous as human hands; they were like bird claws. She could grasp things, but she couldn't do delicate work. The sharp claw tips couldn't replace fingers, which troubled Zhen Tian greatly. Fortunately, hard work pays off, and she finally managed to make a delicious pastry two days before New Year's Eve.

The town was brightly decorated and bustling with activity. Children, dressed in new clothes, ran around laughing and playing with candied hawthorns in their hands. Girls wore their hair in buns, and boys wore miniature official hats. Because of the heavy snowfall, small snowmen could be seen scattered throughout the town.

"Hmm, very good, even better than what I make. It's true that as long as you work hard, there's nothing you can't learn."

Bai Qingyu put a piece of mochi-like pastry into her mouth and nodded in satisfaction. The sweetness was just right, not too sweet or too cloying. It was soft, chewy and smooth, and when she bit into it, the red bean paste burst out. The texture was really good and quite delicious.

Zhen Tian looked uneasy, but when she saw Bai Qingyu nod and smile, the weight on her heart finally lifted, and the strong sense of accomplishment and satisfaction made her smile involuntarily.

As long as Sister Bai is happy, that's all that matters.

"It's delicious! Keep up the good work next time! I'm very happy with this gift."

After eating one after another, Bai Qingyu patted Zhentian's shoulder with satisfaction and gave him a thumbs up.

"Your clothes will be ready by tomorrow. Let's go out and have some fun on New Year's Eve!"

Laughter filled the small courtyard, and a trail of adorable cat paw prints was left on the roof as the cat took its steps. Fat Tabby Cat had come again today.

After staying at Bai Qingyu's place for a few days, I realized that it was better. There was meat to eat every day, and occasionally dried fish.

Two more days passed quickly, and on New Year's Eve, Zhen Tian changed into the red cotton coat that Bai Qingyu had given her. Because it didn't have many patterns, it looked plain, but the workmanship was quite exquisite, and it fit Zhen Tian's figure perfectly.

As for how Bai Qingyu acquired Zhen Tian's body size, that story goes back to a certain night.

Of course, this is not important.

Her hair was tied with a red string adorned with small bells, and Bai Qingyu had Zhen Tian change her dress to red as well. In this way, a Zhen Tian dressed in a festive manner appeared in sight.

"As expected of my Zhentian, she's just too cute!"

It's a pity I didn't have a camera, otherwise I would have definitely recorded this scene.

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Volume 1: Chapter 73 Adopting a Child

On New Year's Eve, the small town was bustling with activity. Bai Qingyu dressed herself up and styled her hair in a bun before taking Zhen Tian to the street. The whole street was lively and crowded with people, and there were more stalls than usual, where all sorts of strange and unusual things could be seen.

Children chased and played with candied hawthorns and rattles, running away into the distance. Bai Qing pointed to a place where a crowd had gathered ahead and said, "Let's go, Zhen Tian, ​​let's go take a look too."

A group of people gathered around, occasionally letting out gasps of amazement. Bai Qingyu went over to take a look and found out that it was just a monkey show. After watching for a while, she got bored and pulled Zhen Tian away.

Walking through the bustling market, Bai Qingyu bought two candied hawthorns from a stall, only to realize that Zhentian's hands weren't suitable for exposure. Luckily, she had come prepared. She took a pair of gloves out of her storage ring and handed them to Zhentian to put on.

As long as her wings aren't exposed and she's wearing gloves, no one will know there's a bird's claw hidden inside.

He found a small corner, put on his gloves, and walked along the street with Bai Qingyu, chatting as they went.

"I think I understand why you like the human world so much, especially during holidays."

Bai Qingyu sighed. A lively environment can indeed improve one's mood, but the premise is that one should have someone by one's side. Otherwise, the more lively the environment, the lonelier one feels, as if one is disconnected from this lively world.

Even though we are in this world, it feels like we are separated by an invisible wall.

"No, actually this is the first time I've experienced this feeling either." Zhen Tian exhaled a puff of mist, his eyes filled with emotion.

She used to like this atmosphere, but she had never participated in it before. This time, she was able to blend into this lively world, which felt really good because she had people with her.

They chatted and laughed all the way, looking at this and that. Bai Qingyu bought quite a few hair accessories for Zhen Tian and herself, things she had never bought before. She also bought two masks from a small stall. Among a series of animal masks, Bai Qingyu finally chose a fox mask.