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

"Thank you very much."

"I'm glad to see the change in you. Wait for me here."

Bai Qingyu turned around and went back into the house, tidying up her messy hair. When she came out again, she was holding a large white snake that was more than six meters long. Without saying a word, she threw it onto a tree branch.

You crawl around on the floor all day and still dare to get into her bed? If you're so capable, transform into human form before you come up here!

It was still early; Shinten, Zashiki, and Kocho hadn't gotten up yet, and it wasn't time for Shuten-dōji, that rubber-faced guy, to come and freeload.

"What are your plans for the future?" Bai Qingyu asked, standing beside Huang.

Huang looked only ten years old, which was quite different from her height.

“In the future…” Huang paused in his hand, “I haven’t thought about it yet.”

“It’s normal not to have thought it through yet. Change doesn’t happen overnight; it’s a long process.” Bai Qingyu stared at the fallen leaves on the ground and continued, “Change is a good thing. You know, on the first night I arrived here, the night I mediated the conflict between you and Black Wolf, I saw that you would inevitably face disaster in the future, and that it was absolutely related to this village.”

“Those villagers didn’t treat you as a person at all, but as a tool. They used you when you were useful and discarded you when they weren’t. And you, as a tool, were willing to be used by them.”

"You have a good heart, but unfortunately you met a group of wrong people."

Huang lowered his eyes. "At the time, I just felt that it was my duty."

"I'm not criticizing your actions, I just feel sorry for you. The cycle of karma is predetermined, and every bite and sip is dictated. I don't like this saying, but I have to say that it's true sometimes. The villagers paid the price for their arrogance and stupidity."

Bai Qingyu raised her hand and plucked a small leaf from Huang's head, gazing quietly at the fallen leaf. "A complete tragedy, Huang. How long have you lived in this small fishing village?"

"Eight years."

"So, you're only eight years old this year?"

The topic suddenly veered off course, and Huang, following Bai Qingyu's train of thought, nodded after a moment's consideration, "Hmm... by human standards, I am indeed only eight years old."

“Eight years old... I just asked you what your plans are for the future, and you said you haven’t thought about it yet. How about this, you can come with me from now on. Just like Zhen, you can call me Auntie.”

Upon hearing Bai Qingyu's words, Huang reacted exactly like Zhen had before, bending his knees to kneel before Bai Qingyu. Perhaps it was a tradition of this small fishing village, but Bai Qingyu quickly used her demonic power to support him before he could kneel.

"What I need is family, not a subordinate. A man's knees are worth gold; how can I kneel down so easily?" Bai Qingyu glared at Huang, her tone slightly dissatisfied.

"I'm sorry, Auntie, I misunderstood."

"It's alright. Since you've made up your mind, you can stay here from now on. To be honest, I also have my own reasons for taking you in. I really like children and I usually take them traveling around the world, but I think this will be of some help to you."

"Thank you, Auntie." A warmth filled my heart, and all my fatigue seemed to vanish.

Huang actually has to thank himself. If he hadn't sent Zhen out to find "Mom," Bai Qingyu wouldn't have come to this village. Without her, Huang would have ended up as an unwanted child, growing up alone in silence.

During the chat, everyone gradually got up. Those who went to bed early didn't have the problem of sleeping in. Of course, apart from Bai Qingyu, who had a history of sleeping in, no one else in the family did. In a sense, everyone, including Xiaodie, was more diligent than Bai Qingyu.

Bai Qingyu came to Zhen Tian's side, intending to help her comb the feathers on her wings.

Preening feathers is just a pretense; the real purpose is to take the opportunity to touch the feathers of the sky.

"Sister!" Zhen Tian gave Bai Qingyu a reproachful look, then reluctantly took out a feather that she had previously changed out of.

"As expected, my sister understands me best!" Bai Qingyu left satisfied with the feather.

Zhen Tian's feathers are not the most beautiful. If we're talking about beauty, we have to look at Zhen's feathers. After all, Zhen's feathers are outstanding in their striking beauty. But considering another characteristic of Zhen's feathers, Bai Qingyu had to give up the idea.

"Auntie." Still sleepy-eyed and dressed in pajamas, Zhen stood at the door, rubbing her eyes with her little hands.

Hearing her voice, Bai Qingyu went over and patted her head, then gestured to her own height, "You seem to have grown a bit taller. Come in first, I'll tie your hair up."

In no time, her hair was pulled up and tied up with a hairpin. This hairstyle was somewhat incongruous with Zhen's age, but when paired with her porcelain doll-like face, it had an indescribable stunning effect, making her less innocent and more alluring.

Zhen and Bai Qingyu were similar; Zhen could do all the housework, but she couldn't do her own hair. After she tied her hair into a knot for the fifth time, Bai Qingyu took over her hairstyle.

After settling things over with Zhen, Bai Qingyu finally had some free time. Xiao Die didn't need her to take care of her much, and Zhen Tian was the chef who made breakfast, all of which were Bai Qingyu's favorite dishes. Meanwhile, very punctually every day, Shuten-dōji suddenly rushed in from outside the courtyard, arms crossed and eyes arrogant, while a large gourd with sharp teeth circled around him.

Everyone was already used to Shuten-dōji and simply ignored him. Despite being ignored by everyone, Shuten-dōji wasn't annoyed. He shouted in a loud voice, "Auntie, what's good to eat today? Do you need any... I'll go get you some ingredients!"

He subconsciously wanted to call him "Grandpa," but recalling the times he had called Bai Qingyu that and been spanked, he changed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

Just like Bai Qingyu said, as long as you call her "aunt," even someone as talented as Shuten-dōji has to behave himself, or he'll get a spanking.

Sitting under the eaves reading a book and trying out his new quill pen, Bai Qingyu looked up when she heard Shuten's shout. "You've come at the right time. To welcome the new member, I plan to cook a sumptuous lunch. As for the ingredients, you can pick them yourself."

That's how confident she is; Shuten-dōji can turn anything she grabs into a delicious dish.

Shuten patted his muscular chest and readily agreed, saying he would leave right away.

Half an hour later, this guy came back with a sea turtle that was even bigger than himself, which he didn't know where he came from.

"Haha, Auntie, what do you think of this!"

"Get lost, go find something edible." Seeing the sea turtle still flailing its limbs, Bai Qingyu's forehead veins bulged, and he almost threw the medical book in his hand at someone.

In the end, Shuten caught two large shrimp and also casually caught a small wild boar, finally securing his lunch.

The ingredients were prepared by Shuten-dōji, who was strong enough to even do the splits.

At lunchtime, Xiao Jiu Tun alone devoured half of the food on the table.

Another ordinary yet fulfilling day has passed. Two more kids have joined the family, Shuten-dōji and Ara. Both of them are incredibly talented, but unfortunately, they are both too young, just ten-year-old children.

Bai Qingyu felt that her little courtyard was lively enough, but the next day, Shuten brought her some news with a conflicted expression.

After stammering and explaining for a while, Bai Qingyu finally understood what was going on.

It turns out that the place where Shuten used to practice his boxing was a valley, and there was a peach tree growing in the valley.

The peach tree was inherently spiritual, and over the years it had absorbed his demonic power, to the point that one of the peach blossoms on it had become a spirit.

This little peach blossom was able to transform into human form as soon as it became a spirit. During this time, it kept pestering Shuten-dōji in the valley, asking him to take it to find its mother.

"The Peach Blossom Fairy..."

I'm so sorry, I went to the hospital this afternoon and it took up half the day!

Kneel down

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Volume 1: Chapter 92 Shuten-dōji VS Ara

Bai Qingyu's strange gaze made Shuten feel uneasy all over.

He didn't really want to talk about this, because he was so annoyed by that peach blossom demon. She would call him "big brother" whenever she saw him and then ask him to take her to find her mother.

He can fight, but as for wanting his mother, forget it; he's not really suited for it. Then, you can't refuse him, because if you do, he'll start wailing and crying. You can't soothe him no matter how hard you try, and even if you finally manage to calm him down, he'll start saying he wants to go find his mother again.

Shuten-dōji was so annoyed that he felt like he had two heads to crack. He was extremely helpless.

If you really want to say it's her mother, then it's that peach tree, but you can't just point to that tree and say, "Look, that's your mother, go find her."

Shuten was also helpless. It was one thing for a tree to absorb the essence of heaven and earth and grow into a spirit, since plants could also cultivate and become immortals. But why was this tree different? So much essence was given to a peach blossom, causing the peach blossom to know nothing as soon as it took human form, not even who its mother was.

After much deliberation, Shuten-dōji made a very bold decision.

Come find Bai Qingyu!

Bai Qingyu is so gentle and loves children so much, he should be able to take her in, right?

After listening to Shuten's story, Bai Qingyu stroked her smooth chin and pondered for a moment. She liked to adopt this posture when she was thinking, but this time it wasn't for thinking. Instead, she suddenly felt that Shuten, besides being all muscle, seemed to have a gentle side as well.

This peach blossom demon was pestering him. Any other demon would have run away long ago, and no one would care about you. But Shuten-dōji was actually worried about the peach blossom demon and even came to him hoping that he could subdue this little demon.

Just like Bai Qingyu thought, this little demon had been in human form for three or four months. During this time, Shuten-dōji had been practicing his boxing in that valley, and the peach blossom demon would sit on the tree, holding her little face and watching Shuten-dōji practice his boxing, and would also clap her hands and applaud for him.

For the past month, Shuten-dōji has been practicing his boxing skills with Bai Qingyu. He hasn't been to the valley for a while, but when he went there yesterday, the little peach blossom fairy cried when she saw him.

"If it doesn't work, just pretend I didn't say anything. This little guy is quite annoying." Seeing that Bai Qingyu didn't answer, Shuten scratched his head and said.

"No, I was just amazed that beneath your seemingly reckless exterior lies such a gentle heart. I never would have guessed," Bai Qingyu said with a smile, patting Shuten's shoulder. "Bring the child here tomorrow, or I can go myself."

The peach blossom fairy was only a few months old when she was born. Her understanding of this world was very basic, not much different from that of a three or four-year-old child. She was like a blank sheet of paper, so of course she could be adopted.

"Thank you, Auntie!" Shuten's eyes lit up. "I'll bring her over tomorrow!"

"Alright, take your time practicing your boxing."

"Okay, Auntie, hahaha!"

Shuten is not only a brute in his behavior, but he also looks like one. At the age of ten, he already has a strong physique. Bai Qingyu sometimes wants to advise him to reduce his muscle training. He's so young, what if he grows up to be ugly?

Today, Shuten-dōji practiced his boxing, and he was full of energy.

Bai Qingyu ignored him and sat alone in the pavilion, propping her chin up with one hand and reading a book.

A strand of black hair slid down to her face, which she casually tucked behind her ear—a simple gesture that looked so graceful. While sweeping the courtyard, Huang looked up at the white-clad figure sitting in the pavilion, his eyes filled with emotion.

To be her child is probably the luckiest thing in the world.

"Hey, my name is Shuten-dōji, and yours is... what's it called... the Child of God, right?"

Shuten-dōji stopped after performing a set of punches and walked to Ara's side.

Huang didn't even look up. "I am not the son of God. My name is Huang, a name given to me by my aunt."

"How did you get here? Didn't that village hate Auntie? To be honest, if Auntie hadn't stopped me, I would have turned their world upside down. I would have smashed their fishing boats and torn up their fishing nets. Where did you get the audacity to slander my auntie, the Demon King?"

Ara didn't answer Shuten's question and turned back to continue sweeping.

"Huh? You rascal."

"My aunt saved me." Just as Shuten was about to step forward, Ara spoke calmly.

"Why didn't you say so earlier?"

"Why should I tell you? Just because you ask me doesn't mean I have to answer you." Huang stopped what he was doing, turned around and frowned at Shuten, his eyes showing no sign of weakness.

This was nothing short of a provocation to Shuten-dōji, who immediately grabbed Ara by the collar and raised his fist, demanding, "What did you say?!"

"I said you're annoying!" The power of stars suddenly erupted from Ara's body, blasting Shuten-dōji away.

Starry shadows seemed to rotate around his body, and Huang floated up, his eyes seemingly containing an endless starry sky.

Seeing this, Shuten-dōji also became interested, his face showing a wild and unrestrained smile, "I like your personality!"

hum!

With the black and white demonic power erupting, Shuten-dōji's body swelled up, and he even grew taller. His muscles, in particular, were quite different from before the power erupted; they would have made people frown, as if it were an odd imitation of a child with such a muscular physique.

After strengthening himself, Shuten-dōji looked much more imposing and finally matched the word "macho man".