Master is tempting, come to my disciple's arms

What is coming will come, and you can’t avoid it.

It's a match made in heaven, destined by fate.

Bai Li knew that the man in white robe could neither see nor hear, so he became bolder. Step by step, he got closer and closer to the thin figure. There seemed to be an invisible thread between the two of them, and a subtle bond quietly emerged.

Seeing that the two were only half a meter apart, the man suddenly turned around as if he had realized something, his eyes staring straight in the direction of Bai Li. He put down the book in his hand and walked straight towards Bai Li.

The magnified facial features and contours, the delicate texture and hair on the cheeks were all clearly visible. It was the first time I saw people who looked more like twins than I did. The feeling was so strange and bizarre.

My heart was about to jump out of my throat. I was wondering if he had noticed me, so I quickly dodged him in a panic.

However, the next second, the man simply stretched out his cold, bony fingers and took another book from the shelf above.

Oh my god! I was so scared... It turns out that I was just holding a book, why did I make it so scary?

Bai Li looked at him curiously. Did his original self love reading so much before?

With a curious heart, he still followed and decided to take a peek at what the man was studying that made him so obsessed.

The book had four big characters written in traditional Chinese: "Furnace and Tripod Matters".

When Bai Li saw the word "furnace cauldron", he thought of what the system had said to him. The original body knew about his furnace cauldron physique so early and even specially looked up books to study it.

After Bai Luoli flipped through a few pages, she folded the paper in half and marked it in case she didn't know where she was looking.

Then the man went out in a hurry, and Bai Li had no choice but to follow him closely.

A month ago, Tiandao entered his dream and taught him a word, asking him to find the son of destiny at the beginning of February. The candidate for the son of destiny was Mo Qianyu, the son of the Demon Lord, whom he saved five years ago. Only this son could maintain the balance of the world and compete with Taowu.

Taowu is one of the four great ferocious beasts in ancient times. It has a body as tall as a tiger, with hairy feet two feet long, a human face on top and tiger feet on the bottom, a row of pig teeth, and a tail that is eighteen feet long. It is cruel and likes to disturb the wilderness, so its name is Taowu.

The origin of this demon beast is unknown, but the Heavenly Dao only revealed one sentence. Because the secret of Heaven cannot be revealed, these words are ambiguous and unclear.

The original words of the Heavenly Dao were that the beast came from a distant world and was trapped in this world only because of suppression.

This short sentence of less than thirty words left Bai Luoli completely confused, and she couldn't even think of how to interpret it.

After waking up from the dream, he still thought it was just an illusion, but monks usually don't dream or sleep, so it's impossible for someone to easily enter his dream and say so many things to him.

And now, it is almost time to find the child of destiny.

He had met the son of destiny once when he was still in his infancy.

That time he wanted to break through his Dao heart, so he found a good excuse to go down the mountain and travel.

Who knew that he would run into such a thing because he was not at peace.

He wanted to save the seriously injured woman with the attitude of a hero saving a beautiful woman, but he never thought that this woman was actually from the demon world, and she entrusted her orphan to him before leaving.

A mother’s wish is simple, just to let her children live a happy and fulfilling life.

So it is with this extremely beautiful woman.

She handed the baby, who was still crying with his eyes closed, to Bai Luoli, crying and insisting that she must take good care of her child.

If the Immortal Venerable disagrees, you can find a kind and simple family for him. We don't ask for him to be rich and powerful, but only for him to be safe and happy.

After saying this, he took out a hairpin forged from magic crystal stone.

But the one he handed over to was not the child, but Bai Luoli.

After using up her last bit of strength to tell the child's name, the woman was already exhausted.

It turned out that the woman hoped he could help her keep the secret and not let anyone else know, especially her children.

There are many people in the world with the same surname, and it doesn't seem strange, but when you think about the woman's unusual identity and then hear the child's surname.

When I heard the surname Mo, I realized that this surname is not ordinary. It is the surname of the supreme demon.

Could it be that this woman and this child are the Demon Lord's... The following situation made his body tremble, and he dared not think about it any further. This child had gone from being a pitiful child to being a hot potato, making Bai Luoli unable to throw him away even if he wanted to.

The woman lying on the ground saw the man's embarrassed look and had to use her last breath to beg him to help her, saying that this was her only child.

"I beg you to show mercy, Immortal Venerable. This child is so innocent. I hope you will have mercy... have mercy."

After saying this, the demon woman died. Her lifeless body turned into black feathers all over the sky and dissipated into the dust, without even having to dig a pit.

Many years later, he never imagined that this was the beginning of an unexpected disaster.

Looking down at the baby in her arms, it seemed as if she had a telepathic connection with the baby. After sensing the mother's death, the baby cried so heartbreakingly that his heart was broken.

Bai Luoli looked at the crying baby with a headache and couldn't help but comfort him softly. The man's soft and cold voice soothed the red-eyed baby. The little meatball stared at him without blinking, and the man's elegant face was reflected in its pupils.

This child is so lovable and pitiful!

But he was a lonely man, and he was afraid that carrying such a young child with him would cause criticism from others. What's more, his senior brothers hated demons so much that they might wipe out the roots and strangle this child of destiny in the cradle. The man was puzzled as to why the Heaven would choose a demon as the son of destiny to save the world.

Bai Luoli had a flash of inspiration and suddenly came up with an idea, which was to put the child in the mortal world to be raised in a family with a predestined relationship, no matter if the child is rich or poor, as long as there is a predestined relationship.

Destined people will meet each other no matter how far apart they are. Destined people will be connected by a thread no matter how far apart they are. Yes, this is a good idea. If he can meet this kid again after a few years, he will accept him as his disciple.

Just like that, one person and one treasure embarked on a path from which there was no turning back.

In Qinghe City, there lived a family of philanthropists who specialized in doing good deeds. The couple had done countless good deeds in their lives and were full of virtue, but there was one wish that was never fulfilled, which was that they were destined to have no children.

In order to have a child, the couple tried their best and tried every possible way, praying to gods, seeking medical advice and believing in folk remedies, but the baby's belly just wouldn't swell up and there was no sign of movement.

The hens at home laid clutches of eggs, and the neighbors next door also had children and grandchildren. The woman was heartbroken, thinking that hens could lay eggs, but she, as a healthy woman, was not even as good as a hens. The man could not accept such a result from the bottom of his heart, and began to spend his time in debauchery, drinking to drown his sorrows, and hanging out in brothels day and night.

Perhaps God is merciful and has sent Bai Luoli, the Goddess of Childbirth, to save people from suffering.

He searched many towns and finally found a good family for his son of luck. This family was very famous in Qinghe City, and everyone in the city knew them by heart.

In this way, Mo Qianyu's fate with this family became connected.

Unfortunately, after adopting Mo Qianyu, the hostess gave birth to a son and a daughter within a year, making them a pair.

Mo Qianyu's status plummeted. He was not given enough food or water to drink. His body was covered with bloodstains from beatings, with new and old wounds intertwined. If he was disobedient, his food would be cut off and he would be starved for three days and three nights. At night, he was not allowed to sleep in a soft and warm bed, but had to curl up in a small firewood room that leaked wind and rain.

Bai Li's heart was broken when she saw this scene, and her heart ached. She had thought that it was just a few words in the book, which summarized the inhuman treatment and torture the hero suffered in his childhood. However, it was far less real than what she saw with her own eyes and experienced in person.

Is this really how he lives his life? Two identical voices rang out, and Bai Li couldn't tell who he was.

Bai Luoli had not expected that the child of destiny would be in such a miserable state. The five-year-old child was half-naked, covered in wounds, and skinny like a little chicken. It was so cold, such a young child, and such a fragile life...

For the first time, the usually cold-blooded man was furious at a mortal. The couple had never thought that the monk would come again. How could a mortal resist a monk? Bai Luoli exerted a strong pressure. In just a moment, the couple had a splitting headache, vomited blood, and knelt on the ground unable to move.

"If mortals are as ungrateful and repay kindness with enmity as you are, I don't mind taking back everything you have." The man who looked like a banished immortal said sternly with a sinister look on his face.

Bai Li couldn't help but stretch out his hand and gave a thumbs up, giving praise to this domineering buddy.

The man turned his head and looked at the unusually calm Son of Fortune. He walked towards him calmly, bent down, and asked the boy softly with a faint smile on his face, "Are you willing to be my disciple?"

That day, Qinghe City was covered with snow, and the whole city was peaceful and harmonious. However, only Mo Qianyu knew that underneath the pure white was something much more filthy. Unlike the man in front of him, he was truly flawless and pure in mind. He deserved this snow-white coat and was worthy of the title of immortal. He was qualified.

The haze that had been lingering in the air for days suddenly dissipated, and as the ice and snow melted, a red, swollen, and cracked little hand rested on the man's palm.

Mo Qianyu met Bai Luoli's gaze, firmly refusing to allow any objection, and excitedly called out, "Master, please accept my disciple's greetings!"

"Get up. Once you pass the test and the disciple-recruiting meeting, you can worship me again."

Holding the boy up, Bai Luoli thought in amazement, this little body is too light and weak! It's as light as a feather, without any weight.

Thinking of this, he glared at the couple with a fierce and indignant look. When their eyes met, they were so frightened that their hearts were trembling.