"Be...be your son!?" Ye Wuyou's eyes widened abruptly, his entire body trembling uncontrollably.
It was from sheer rage.
A terrifying killing intent erupted from him, soaring into the heavens as if he had suffered an unbearable insult.
The person he hated most in his life was his father. After finally escaping his father's clutches and refining his body into that of a Demonic Infant, was he now supposed to accept another father figure?
How could he tolerate this?
The faint trace of gratitude he had felt toward Gu Qingfeng for shielding him from the heavenly tribulation instantly vanished without a trace.
"Don’t think that just because you blocked a heavenly tribulation for me, I’ll be grateful! Want to be my foster father? Go to hell!"
Ye Wuyou roared violently, his blood-red robes billowing. His innocent, childlike face twisted into a mask of ferocity and malice.
Boom!
An overwhelming aura of evil spread from his tiny, bean-sized figure, distorting the surrounding void and dyeing the entire sky crimson.
At this moment, Ye Wuyou was like a demon god emerging from the abyss—his demonic might shaking the heavens!
Gu Qingfeng’s eyes gleamed brightly as he observed Ye Wuyou in this state. With such imposing presence, who else could this child be but his own son?
Ye Wuyou suddenly raised his hand, summoning a blackened skull wreathed in endless bloodflames. It shrieked piercingly as it shot forward.
"Die!"
His innocent face was now a portrait of savagery. He knew the man who wanted to be his foster father was strong—after all, he had just withstood a heavenly tribulation.
But Ye Wuyou remained confident. Though the true horror of a Demonic Infant lay not in combat but in potential, that was only relative—because their potential was so overwhelming that it overshadowed their battle prowess.
Little did people know, the combat power of a Demonic Infant was nothing to scoff at. Having become one, Ye Wuyou’s mana had long transformed into the far more sinister and terrifying True Demon Power. This malevolent force was unrivaled in offensive and corruptive capabilities within the same realm. Even opponents a full major realm above would suffer grievously if struck.
Moreover, at such close range, a sudden ambush was nearly impossible to defend against. A single wound would allow the True Demon Power to invade the enemy’s body—and that would be his chance!
Thus, the attack carrying all of Ye Wuyou’s hopes surged toward Gu Qingfeng.
Boom!
The bloodflame-wreathed black skull underwent another transformation midair, releasing an eerie, intangible ripple from its maw.
A deafening screech erupted, like a raging tsunami, crashing toward Gu Qingfeng.
The heavens trembled violently as the void convulsed, resembling a storm-tossed sea.
It turned out Ye Wuyou’s strike concealed a hidden trick—what seemed like one attack was actually two combined. Within the terrifying demonic divine ability lurked a sonic assault, all for the sake of a sneak attack!
Caught off guard, the sonic waves would disrupt Gu Qingfeng’s mind, leaving him defenseless. With his focus shattered, how could he muster even a fraction of his strength to resist the demonic technique?
True to his origins from Mount Wuyou, Ye Wuyou was a born assassin—preferring ambushes over direct confrontations, and treachery over honorable combat.
In an instant, the bloodflame skull, radiating apocalyptic might, descended upon Gu Qingfeng—who remained motionless.
Seeing this, Ye Wuyou’s lips curled into a vicious smirk. He knew why Gu Qingfeng wasn’t moving—the sonic attack had paralyzed him.
No matter how strong he was, taking a full-force strike unprepared would be fatal even for a Profound Immortal!
In life-or-death battles, raw power alone didn’t determine the victor.
Throughout his life, Ye Wuyou had triumphed over countless foes many times stronger than himself. Today would be no exception!
Yet just as he was reveling in his triumph, Gu Qingfeng moved—or rather, didn’t move. Only his mouth opened slightly, his body otherwise still.
Then, something astonishing happened.
The monstrous black skull, wreathed in towering bloodflames and emitting world-shaking demonic screeches—
Whoosh!
—was sucked straight into Gu Qingfeng’s mouth with a single gulp.
Gulp!
He chewed twice, swallowed, and wore an expression of utter satisfaction.
Ding!
Host has been attacked by Demonic Infant Ye Wuyou.
True Demon Power +1,000,000 +1,000,000 +1,000,000 +......
Gu Qingfeng could clearly feel the mana within his body undergoing a bizarre transformation, becoming increasingly alive, as if sentient.
It was as if any strand of his mana, if released into another’s body, would act like a living parasite—burrowing in voraciously, devouring flesh to grow stronger, and eventually turning on its host.
This was utterly inconceivable. Gu Qingfeng’s mana had already undergone a qualitative evolution through the Eternal Night Lamp Technique, making it incomparable to before. Yet even this refined mana had been infected and assimilated by the True Demon Power, becoming even more demonic in nature.
Witnessing this, Ye Wuyou stood frozen in shock, his large, innocent eyes bulging.
His delicate, jade-like hands trembled as he pointed at Gu Qingfeng. "Y-you... you ate it... How is this possible!?"
Ye Wuyou was beyond stunned. He never imagined that a point-blank ambush with dual-layered attacks wouldn’t even scratch this man—instead, his attack had been devoured!?
Even a Profound Immortal would have been crippled by that strike, and a Golden Immortal wouldn’t dare to eat it. Yet Gu Qingfeng had done just that!
What kind of monster was he!?
Could he even win this fight??
Gu Qingfeng looked at the petrified Ye Wuyou and patted his head affectionately, like a proud father whose child had aced an exam.
"Kekeke... My son Wuyou truly has the bearing of an Immortal King. That was quite the strike."
At this moment, Ye Wuyou’s expression shifted rapidly, as if performing a face-changing act.
Terror, fury, disbelief, panic, humiliation, struggle, dread...
It was hard to believe a baby’s face could display so many emotions at once.
In the end, under the crushing weight of reality, all these complex feelings coalesced into a forced smile—though they didn’t vanish, merely hid behind the grin.
No matter how harsh life was, one had to face it with a smile.
Thud!
The infant Ye Wuyou dropped to his knees.
He raised his cherubic face, putting on his most adorable expression. "Wuyou lost his father young. Meeting you today, I feel an instant connection. If you’ll have me, I’d be honored to call you Father. Please grant me this wish."
As he spoke these words, something deep within Ye Wuyou’s heart shattered.
He had bowed to life’s cruelty, bearing the burden alone—from this day forth, Wuyou (Carefree) would no longer be carefree.
"Kekeke..." Gu Qingfeng laughed heartily at his newly adopted son.
"Today, the heavens have blessed me with Wuyou—a true Immortal King in the making! Rise, my son, rise!"
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ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
