Her providence level was actually golden! Didn't that mean she was a Child of Providence, or even an auspicious creature?
Mo Tianxiao suddenly felt a surge of energy. This little thing was a rare treasure; he had to build a good relationship with her.
Huang Xiaoyao took the spatial ring, further confirming Mo Tianxiao's identity as a good person in her mind.
"Big brother, thank you for saving me."
"It was nothing."
Mo Tianxiao waved his hand. Being called "brother" by a several-hundred-year-old baby didn't make him blush in the slightest; he even straightened his posture.
If he could become the brother of a Child of Providence, even if the other party was technically older than him, he could completely accept it.
"My name is Huang Xiaoyao. Big brother can just call me Xiaoyao."
Huang Xiaoyao looked at Mo Tianxiao, her eyes full of confusion. "Big brother, you are clearly so strong, so why do you suppress your cultivation to the Nascent Soul realm?"
Feeling the Nascent Soul stage cultivation radiating from Mo Tianxiao, Huang Xiaoyao couldn't quite figure it out.
Hearing this, Mo Tianxiao, who was inspecting the spatial rings of the three masked cultivators, pulled out two black outfits specially designed for robbery, and slowly replied:
"Xiaoyao, you are still too young. This is called a well-intentioned disguise. Giving others the impression that I am very weak can help avoid a lot of trouble."
Mo Tianxiao put on the robbery outfit himself, and casually picked out a smaller one to throw to Huang Xiaoyao. "You put one on too."
"Ah? Why do I have to wear such ugly clothes? Big brother, why are you dressing up like those three bad guys?"
Huang Xiaoyao looked at the clothes in her hands, then looked at Mo Tianxiao, who was covered from head to toe leaving only a pair of dark, large eyes exposed. A sense of unease rose in her heart. Could it be that this big brother wasn't a good person either?
"Didn't I just say? This is a well-intentioned disguise to prevent others from figuring out our origins. Do you think anyone would dare to rob us if they saw us dressed like this?"
Hearing Mo Tianxiao's explanation, Huang Xiaoyao looked thoughtful, a hint of realization dawning in her wise eyes. "That seems to make sense. If I saw someone dressed like this, I would definitely stay far away."
Thinking about this, Huang Xiaoyao also changed into the robbery outfit. Soon, a tall and a short masked figure stared at each other, feeling a profound sense of security.
"Let's go, continue our journey."
And so, Huang Xiaoyao unwittingly followed Mo Tianxiao down the path of becoming a ruthless bandit.
For several days in a row, the two of them still didn't encounter a single soul.
However, Mo Tianxiao wasn't worried at all. As long as they kept heading towards the place of inheritance, they would run into people sooner or later.
Moreover, along the way, they had stumbled upon quite a few natural treasures. He guessed that Huang Xiaoyao, this auspicious beast, was starting to exert her influence.
At night, in a pitch-black forest, Mo Tianxiao and Huang Xiaoyao sat by a campfire. A massive bear paw was sizzling and dripping oil over the charcoal, emitting an enticing aroma.
This was a demonic beast that had guarded the natural treasures, and now it had been reduced to their food.
"Is it ready? Is it ready? We should be able to eat it now, right? I can already smell it!"
Huang Xiaoyao stared at the golden, sizzling bear paw, constantly swallowing her saliva. Over the past few days, she had been completely won over by Mo Tianxiao's barbecue skills.
She had never eaten such fragrant roast meat in her life.
"Eat up."
Using the Nine Tribulations Holy Sword to slice off a large piece of meat and handing it to Huang Xiaoyao, Mo Tianxiao then sliced a piece for himself.
He had found some plants nearby with flavors similar to the barbecue seasoning from his past life and made them into spices. Paired with this Deity Transformation stage demonic beast, the taste was pretty good.
"By the way, as a demonic beast yourself, is it alright for you to eat demonic beast meat like this?"
Seeing Huang Xiaoyao eating with such relish, Mo Tianxiao couldn't help but feel it was a bit strange.
"I don't even know it. Besides, its bloodline is so much inferior to mine, so what if I eat it?"
Huang Xiaoyao looked as if it were only natural. Even in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, normal hunting was perfectly fine, right? Demonic beasts with low-grade bloodlines that hadn't gained sentience were basically all food.
"True, the law of the jungle is even more prominent among demonic beasts." Mo Tianxiao nodded.
"Brother Tianxiao, why is it that I was clearly so powerful in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, and other demonic beasts of the same level were no match for me, yet I couldn't defeat those three humans?"
Could it be that humans were stronger than demonic beasts?
That shouldn't be the case. Didn't her father often say that humans of the same tier were mere bugs to demonic beasts?
"Hehe, perhaps you've experienced too few battles."
Mo Tianxiao revealed a faint smile.
As the daughter of the Demon Emperor, who would dare to defeat you? Wouldn't they have to give the Demon Emperor some face?
But to be fair, as a Child of Providence, Huang Xiaoyao's combat power shouldn't have resulted in her being tied up by three ninth-level Deity Transformation cultivators. It could only be said that she suffered due to her youth and inexperience.
She was probably protected far too well in the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
"Next time you encounter a situation where you can't win, remember to run away. Don't fight the enemy to the death.
If you really can't escape, just grab one person and beat them hard. Beat one to death before moving on to the others."
Judging from her battles with demonic beasts over the past few days, Huang Xiaoyao's combat power was quite sufficient, at least surpassing most of the people in this secret realm. The reason she was captured by the trio was mostly because she was kited around.
"Mhm, I'll remember that!"
Huang Xiaoyao nodded heavily, taking Mo Tianxiao's words to heart. After spending these past few days together, she had completely regarded Mo Tianxiao as a great person.
Not only did he save her, but he also roasted meat for her to eat, and now he was even teaching her what to do when facing danger.
This was much more reliable than the methods her father had taught her.
Thinking about her father telling her to just announce his name when encountering danger, she felt a wave of disdain. Didn't those three people from before recognize her identity? It still proved completely useless.
The two chatted casually when suddenly, a figure entered their sensory range.
"Fellow Daoists, meeting is a matter of fate. I am Su Muxue, a disciple of the Yaochi Heavenly Palace. I wonder if the two of you could..."
A beautiful figure walked out of the dark woods into Mo Tianxiao and Huang Xiaoyao's line of sight. She wore a green dress, the fabric at her chest stretched taut by an evil power, and her strength was extremely terrifying.
Her face was delicate and pretty, with a hint of heroism between her brows. Her long black hair cascaded down to her waist, and she held a longsword in her hand.
Her eyes were bright and piercing. She looked less like a fairy from the Yaochi Heavenly Palace and more like a wandering swordswoman.
However, when Su Muxue got a clear look at how Mo Tianxiao and Huang Xiaoyao were dressed, she suddenly stopped in her tracks.
Passing by and seeing the firelight here, she had thought to come over and say hello. After all, there were only fifty people in this massive secret realm, and meeting in this remote area was considered destiny. She was the type of person who liked making friends.
But these two guys didn't seem like the kind of people you could make friends with...
Mo Tianxiao put down the bear paw in his hand and slowly pulled up his black mask. Seeing this, Huang Xiaoyao beside him mimicked his action, wrapping herself up tightly.
Seeing this scene, Su Muxue subconsciously took a few steps back.
Huang Xiaoyao, on the other hand, looked as if she had discovered a new continent. With a hint of joy in her eyes, she whispered, "Brother Tianxiao, she really doesn't dare to come near us!"
So this outfit really was this magical!
Mo Tianxiao straightened his robes and stood up. Looking at Su Muxue, he cupped his hands in greeting and said, "I am Xiao Fan of the Great Thunderclap Temple. Greetings, fellow Daoist. If you do not mind, would you care to sit down and share a meal?"
"Xiao Fan? Fellow Daoist, why are you lying?"

agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

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.”

e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.