The members of the Ao Qing Wolf Clan were extremely nervous, afraid that Milk Leopard Li would get angry and attack.
Ao Qingcheng bit her red lips tightly as she watched Ao Qing's back, finally stepping forward.
"No matter what, I beg you not to let her take away my child, okay?" Ao Qingcheng said with tears welling up in her eyes, her jade fists tightly clenched.
She didn't know how to face Ao Qing originally, but in front of her child, she finally took the initiative to speak, with a hint of pleading in her words.
She didn't even know if Ao Qing could really turn the tide, but he was the only one she could trust and rely on.
After all, she was the mother of the child.
She also realized that if Milk Leopard Li really took Little Wolf away, she and her son might never see each other again in this life.
Ao Qing also looked at Ao Qingcheng complicatedly.
Although he had his way with Ao Qingcheng's body that day in the martial arts hall, his state of mind had long been different from before while staying there.
He no longer admired or even looked down on this once vicious and cold woman.
But at this moment, looking at her with tears in her eyes, Ao Qing's heart suddenly moved, softened a little.
"Don't worry!"
He nodded solemnly.
Then he threw Ao Qingcheng a firm look.
Ao Qingcheng bit her red lips tightly, standing by Ao Qing's side, praying in her heart that Ao Qing really had a way to keep the child.
"Oh?"
Milk Leopard Li looked at Lu Benwei.
She never expected that someone would speak to her like this under her demon emperor's aura.
She couldn't help but size up Lu Benwei up and down.
She couldn't detect his cultivation level, and he didn't seem to pose any threat at all.
"So you are the father of the seven little wolves?" she asked Lu Benwei.
"This loser is of course not." Lu Benwei said with arms akimbo.
"You aren't?" Milk Leopard Li asked.
"That's right, that's my elder brother. I am." Ao Qing stepped forward and said in a deep voice, shooting an icy look at Milk Leopard Li.
"You?"
"Alright, then let me repeat myself in front of you. No matter if you agree or not today, I, Milk Leopard Li, will take these seven little wolves away on behalf of the Western Demon Forest. Understand?"
Her tone was full of impatience.
With her status, representing the Western Demon Forest to come to this remote place to take away seven little wolves was simple enough, yet she had encountered so much trouble, her patience was just about used up.
So she sized up the father of the child, Ao Qing, perfunctorily only after she finished speaking.
But this one look.
Made her heart skip a beat.
She suddenly remembered...
The shocking scene she encountered on the way to the Ao Qing Wolf Clan that day...
As well as the unforgettable scene!
That day.
A man in white punched through the heavens right in front of her, breaking the blockade to the Immortal Realm, allowing the baptism of the Immortal Realm to pour back into the Immortal River Continent.
And she clearly remembered that next to the man in white, there was also a dog-shaped demonic beast.
And wasn't that demonic beast the current Ao Qing!
According to Ao Zhong's statement that the little wolves' biological father was with a supreme master, didn't everything match up?
Which meant that supreme master was that heaven-shaking existence that punched through the heavens...
Thinking of this.
She took a panicked step back, her entire body breaking out in a cold sweat.
At the same time.
Her legs went soft and she inadvertently dropped to her knees.
Terror crept up her spine as she raised her head. Her previously high posture suddenly changed as she grinned at Ao Qing, saying, "By the way, I was just kidding earlier. Do you believe me?"
This sudden turn of events caused an uproar among the Ao Qing Wolf Clan members.
"What's going on here?"
"How could he do that?"
"Why did this Demon Emperor suddenly kneel down like that?"
Everyone was dumbfounded.
No one had expected Milk Leopard Li, who was domineering just a moment ago, to suddenly become like this.
...Was she still a Demon Emperor?
Especially Ao Qingcheng, her red lips parted in shock as she looked incredulously at Ao Qing beside her.
She seemed weak now, but she was still one of the cherished daughters of the Ao Qing Wolf Clan. She had keenly noticed earlier that it was after glancing at Ao Qing that Milk Leopard Li underwent this change.
That's right.
Just one glance.
Turned a Demon Emperor from a high and mighty posture into a groveling one.
This...
What kind of power did it take?
In other words, could it be that the former useless wastrel in front of her had not only foiled the Red Sun Clan's plot with his own power in just one year, but had now frightened even a Demon Emperor into kneeling with just a look?
Ao Qing.
Just what had he experienced?
And what kind of changes had he undergone?
At this moment, she had to admit that the wastrel she once looked down on had become an existence she now had to look up to after just one year.
"It's good that you still recognize me."
Ao Qing was not the least bit surprised by Milk Leopard Li's posture, sending out a leisurely voice.
"How could I forget meeting you once? Naturally I remember, I remember." Milk Leopard Li said apprehensively with sweat beading on her forehead.
"Then my son?"
Ao Qing's voice sank, hesitating over what to say.
"Of course, of course! How could my Western Demon Forest be qualified to nurture Sir's son? Of course it would be more suitable for Sir to nurture him personally. Please forgive my offensive behavior earlier..." Milk Leopard Li said in a trembling voice.
Such a scene utterly shocked the entire Ao Qing Wolf Clan.
"Sir?"
"Is this Milk Leopard Li actually addressing the Third Prince as Sir?"
"She's a Demon Emperor!"
"Woof, I'm not hearing things, am I?"
"What level has the Third Prince cultivated to?"
Everyone was astonished.
Meanwhile, Ao Qingcheng still couldn't recover from the shock for a long time, because the scene before her confirmed her guesses.
Ao Qing had really reached a level that made her look up to him now.
This left her with complicated feelings she couldn't describe.
She was also a proud person. Even though she had lost before, she was still unwilling to accept defeat in her heart. Deep down, she still didn't approve of Ao Qing, and didn't think Ao Qing was much better than her.
Even after having a child with him, when danger came, she would think of Ao Qing to protect them, but that didn't mean she truly accepted Ao Qing in her heart.
But now...
She couldn't help glancing at Ao Qing, involuntarily lowering her head.
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
