Villain, be good! I'm here to give birth to a baby [Quick Wear]

[The following is the true perspective of Song Ling'er's inner memories]

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Song Ling'er is actually a little demon born from evil spirits. She has no name or surname and wanders in the depths of the demon abyss, spending all day with a demon who is much older than her.

She called the old demon "Grandma". Grandma, like her, was also a demon born from demonic energy. She had lived in the Demon Abyss for an unknown period of time. It was not until she appeared that Grandma finally had a companion.

With grandma around, Song Ling'er's life in the Demon Abyss was not too boring. Grandma would tell her many stories about the outside of the Demon Abyss. But after a long time, those stories told by grandma no longer attracted her.

Song Ling'er felt bored and wanted to go out for a look, but she couldn't leave the Demon Abyss because there was a very thick barrier between the Demon Abyss and the outside world, the purpose of which was to isolate them from the monsters and demons.

According to my grandma, the person who cast the spell to create this barrier was very powerful. He was an immortal who had reached the Golden Immortal Realm in the world of immortal cultivation. He even sacrificed his own soul to set up this barrier, so this barrier was very strong and difficult to break.

For monks outside, it is difficult to enter but easy to exit.

For the demons inside, it is difficult to get out but easy to get in.

Song Ling'er didn't understand, so she asked her grandma: "Why doesn't that immortal allow us to go to the immortal world?"

Grandma smiled and said, "Because we are demons."

Song Ling'er still didn't understand: "Why can't demons go to the immortal world?"

Grandma patiently said, "Because the world of immortal cultivation does not welcome us demons."

Song Ling'er scratched her head, she still didn't understand.

"But we're not going over there to cause trouble, so why don't they welcome us?"

Grandma lovingly touched the horns on her head and said earnestly, "Because most demons will cause trouble."

Song Ling'er tilted her head and said, "Then if I promise not to cause trouble, will they welcome me?"

Grandma shook her head and sighed, "Silly child, whether you make trouble or not, they will not welcome you."

"Why?"

Song Ling'er felt strange.

She's not trying to hurt anyone, she just wants to go over and have some fun, so why aren't you welcoming her?

Grandma didn't answer her question and just smiled.

Song Ling'er looked at the world of immortal cultivation with blue sky and clear water outside the barrier with longing in her eyes. She really wanted to go to the world of immortal cultivation to play. The Demon Abyss was filled with black fog all year round, without any light at all. It was not fun at all.

Moreover, in the Demon Abyss, there is nothing but fighting and looting. Those little demons are fighting each other all the time. In the end, the little demons that survive will become big demons, and then the big demons will fight each other... It's so boring.

She doesn't like fighting, and she hates the lingering black fog and smell of blood in the abyss.

Until one day, a beam of light shone here.

At that time, she was playing hide-and-seek with a few monsters, hiding behind a huge rock waiting for the monsters to find her. Unexpectedly, she saw a guy emitting black air outside the barrier, tearing a small hole in the barrier and crawling in.

He was a strange guy. Although his body exuded demonic energy similar to the black fog of the Demon Abyss, he was not from the Demon Abyss.

Song Ling'er could clearly feel that he was different from her and he did not belong to the Demon Abyss.

Then how did he get in?

Before she could figure it out, she noticed that there were many people in white clothes standing outside the barrier. Some were old, some were not particularly old... and there was only one particularly young person.

They looked different from the monsters in the Demon Abyss. Instead, they looked like the monks that her grandma had told her about—people with two hands, two legs and one head.

These people were floating outside the barrier and gathered together. Only the youngest person inside was quick-witted and followed the guy emitting black air to get in.

"My disciple is in danger! Don't be reckless!"

"Hey! Why are you... There are monsters everywhere in the Demonic Abyss, we can't just go in there!"

"What should we do? The Demonic Abyss is good for the recovery of the demon cultivators, but it is harmful to cultivators like us. We can't stay there for long! What's more, there are so many demons in there. It's hard to predict life or death! Why did this kid follow in so impulsively?"

Those people seemed to be regretful, annoyed and sad.

Only one person stood up to comfort them.

"Don't worry, Gu Yue. The boy is only eighteen, too young. He is a young man who is not afraid of tigers. It is inevitable that he will act without thinking of the consequences. It is good to let him go in and gain some experience. It will temper his character."

"Although it is difficult for us to enter Mo Yuan, it is easy to get out. Don't worry too much. I believe that the child will be blessed by heaven and will take the head of the evil demon cultivator in the evil demon realm and get out safely."

Listening to what those people said, Song Ling'er seemed to understand but not quite.

Demon cultivator?

She had heard her grandma mention that people who practiced their magic ways were also rejected by the people in the immortal cultivation world.

Then those people standing outside should be the immortals who slay demons and monsters as grandma mentioned, right?

Since these people are all immortals, then the young man who just came in with the demon cultivator should also be an immortal, as he looks so young.

Song Ling'er remembered that her grandma had told her that most immortals were white-haired old men, a few were mature and steady middle-aged people, and very few were very young. If there were any, they must be geniuses in cultivating immortals with extraordinary talents.

Because grandma said that these people’s appearance will not change until they become immortals, and they will maintain the same body and appearance as when they became immortals for a long time. Before becoming immortals, humans will slowly age.

It’s just that the higher your cultivation level, the slower you age and the longer you live.

Only after becoming an immortal can one live as long as heaven and not age, so many people in the world of immortal cultivation pursue becoming immortals. Some people are even so obsessed that they develop inner demons and fall into the path of evil.

Because by becoming a demon like her, one can also achieve immortality, live as long as the sky, and become extremely powerful. The only difference is that immortals use immortal energy, while demons like her use demonic energy.

"Bang--"

Song Ling'er's thoughts were interrupted. She looked up at a black fog. In the black fog, the young man in white who had just come in was fighting fiercely with the evil cultivator.

It was just that the demon cultivator was injured in the chest and had been beaten by the young man in white. The young man had a face that was more flamboyant than anything she had ever seen before.

She wondered, is this the extremely talented immortal in the world of immortal cultivation that grandma mentioned?

He floated in the air, seemingly glowing, and full of energy, as if to say that there was nothing in the world he could not do and nothing that could stop him.

The person he was chasing fled in panic, running around in the black fog, and even threw a lot of monsters at him.

But those weak monsters couldn't touch that man at all. They turned into a wisp of black smoke and dissipated into the black fog within a foot of him.

The young man raised his lips slightly: "Escape?"

"Can you escape?"

The next moment, tens of thousands of flying swords appeared around him, forming circles with him as the center.

The complex and obscure symbols drawn in his hands radiated golden light and displayed supreme pressure.

The moment the talisman was completely completed, all the flying swords vibrated and hummed.

Ten thousand swords become one.

The majestic sword intent points straight ahead...

The black mist around the young man dissipated, and a golden thread appeared in the palm of his hand. The other end of the golden thread appeared on the body of the fleeing demon cultivator.

"How can a brat like you know this? This is impossible! This is absolutely impossible!!!"

The demon cultivator looked at the golden threads coming out of his body and suddenly started howling like crazy.

He is only eighteen years old, a boy whose hair hasn't even fully grown. He shouldn't be able to know this kind of sword intent that uses talismans as a formation to slay demons!

This is unreasonable, so unreasonable!

"Useless thing, it turns out that you just love to make a fuss."

A spirited young man, with a few strands of hair fluttering in the wind, looking down on everyone and being extremely arrogant.

His fingertips moved slightly, and the sword intent moved with them.

Song Ling'er, hiding behind a rock, held her face with both hands, her heart trembled, and she subconsciously held her breath.