Morro Empire, a land where the human realm and the demon realm meet. Almost everyone living here is of mixed human and demon blood.
After tens of thousands of years of border friction between humans and demons, the bloodlines at the boundary had long since intermingled. From a scientific perspective, tens of thousands of years is more than enough time to influence the evolutionary direction of a species.
The Morro Empire was nothing more than a remote frontier state. Even its ruler was merely a minor cultivator at the Martial God stage—a level of cultivation that offered little guarantee of self-preservation across the entire Three Realms. He governed only a small patch of territory.
"Wh... what? A great power has descended upon our Morro Empire?" In the imperial palace, a middle-aged man spoke with a trembling voice.
"That's correct, Your Majesty! I could sense that this great power's cultivation was heaven-defying, even capable of shattering the void... They are likely a super powerhouse at least at the Nirvana stage!" An elderly man also spoke, his voice filled with fear and unease.
For a small nation like theirs, weak and practically voiceless, lacking any precious treasures to boot—how could they possibly attract the attention of such a powerful being?
"Your Majesty... however, I get the feeling that this person seems to be searching for something."
"What? Searching for something?" The Morro ruler asked, puzzled.
"Take me to have a look. Oh, and hurry up and take off my dragon robe. Get me some formal attire..." The man was terrified, completely unwilling to show any sign of importance.
Just then, a sweet, delicate voice sounded slowly, "Father, Father, I have a question..."
Out walked a little girl dressed in an expensive princess gown, her hair tied into two bouncy pigtails. She was adorable and sweet, with a chubby, milk-fed face, clutching a book in her arms.
"Ah Xie, Father doesn't have time for this right now. I have an important guest to receive!" The Morro ruler said frantically.
The little girl tugged at his sleeve, shaking it. She was only about seven or eight years old, just over a meter tall, with chubby cheeks. "Father, what guest is more important than Ah Xie?"
But he had no time to explain. Changing into his formal robes, he hurried out in a panic.
Leaving the little girl sitting alone on a small stool, sulking in anger.
"Bad father! Bad guest!"
...
"Are you the ruler of the Morro Empire?"
Three demonic cultivators at the quasi-emperor realm sat upright in the great hall, their very presence exuding an overwhelming sense of pressure the moment they appeared.
"Th... that's right, I am the ruler here."
The Morro ruler, himself at the peak of the Martial God stage, could tell at a glance that these three men were definitely not Nirvana-stage cultivators. Though they hadn't revealed their aura, the pressure was simply too intense. They were most likely legendary Creation-stage powerhouses to have such a domineering presence.
Holy crap... Creation-stage powerhouses!!!
How could they possibly appear in a godforsaken place like his Morro Empire?
Had some heaven-defying treasure emerged near the Morro Empire? Had that attracted these big shots?
This was a disaster, wasn't it?
Whenever a precious treasure appeared, it invariably drew the competition of countless powerhouses, many of them top-tier experts. But once the treasure was lost... the nearby empires would be the ones to suffer, often facing the grim fate of total annihilation.
Could he really be that unlucky?
The quasi-emperor realm demon cultivators frowned. "The Demon Emperor has decreed that we are to gather a group of cute and beautiful little girls..."
Upon hearing this, the Morro ruler was stunned speechless.
What the hell?
Gather a group of cute and beautiful little girls?
What was this for? And it came directly from the Demon Emperor himself?
Living in this godforsaken corner of the demon realm, how could he possibly catch the Demon Emperor's attention?
Clearly, these demon scumbags had no good intentions. Maybe they were trying to kidnap young girls for alchemy. How vast was the demon realm? How powerful must the Demon Emperor be? Why would he personally issue such an order?
This was a tough spot!
The Morro ruler was racking his brain, but the problem was... even though he knew these people were up to no good, he simply couldn't beat them.
These were all Creation-stage experts. Even if his entire Morro Empire went all out, activating all the ancient inheritance formations left by their ancestors, they couldn't scratch even a single hair on these men's heads.
"Honored sirs... cute and beautiful little girls? Here in the Morro Empire, after centuries of mixing with all sorts of racial bloodlines, the lineage is a complete mess. The girls born here are pale and plain-looking... Where would we find any that are cute and beautiful?"
But it was obvious that his words didn't sway the three demon cultivators.
"We are just carrying out orders, Your Majesty. Don't make things difficult for us."
Make things difficult? How about I just flip the table!
The middle-aged ruler wanted to overturn the table right then and there, but he simply lacked the strength to do so.
Truth be told, these quasi-emperors were pretty frustrated themselves. The order had passed down through many levels—from the supreme command center of the demon realm.
The Destruction Demon Emperor and other demon emperors had passed it down to their demon lords and demon princes, who then transmitted it layer by layer. Their direct superior was just a minor emperor-realm demon king.
"I—"
Just as he was caught in a moment of anxiety, a familiar voice reached his ears.
"Father..."
"Oh dear, little princess, you can't go in! You mustn't..."
A palace guard tried to stop her, but couldn't overpower her. This little princess was born with incredible strength. With a single slap, she sent the guard flying.
The moment the Morro ruler heard that familiar voice, his heart sank to rock bottom.
"Ah Xie, go back! Get out of here right now!"
But it was too late. The three demon cultivators had already set their eyes on this seven or eight-year-old little doll.
Though she was very young, her delicate features were exquisitely cute. She wore an expensive princess dress, her naturally curly long hair tied up in pigtails, and her big, grape-like black eyes were utterly adorable. In a place like the demon realm...
The exchanged glances among them. "Ruler of Morro, is this your child?"
Cold sweat broke out on the Morro ruler's forehead. He quickly pulled her into his arms.
"She's coming with us!"
One of the demon quasi-emperors stretched out a large hand. Surging demonic energy instantly ripped the little girl from the Morro ruler's embrace, leaving no room for resistance.
"You—"
The Morro ruler tried to rise, but the pressure from the quasi-emperor realm pinned him to the ground, preventing any movement at all. All he could do was stare wide-eyed, forced to watch as his daughter was taken away by force. As the ruler of the Morro Empire, Mo Shangxie was his only daughter. And now she, too, was being forcibly abducted.
"Father! Father... What are you doing? You bad people! Bad people!"
Mo Shangxie struggled desperately with her small body. Her natural divine strength actually numbed the hands of the quasi-emperors. The three quasi-emperors exchanged a look, shock filling their hearts—but immediately afterward, ecstasy!
She was cute and beautiful, and on top of that, she might possess top-tier cultivation talent. Taking this little girl to their superiors would definitely do the trick!
Maybe if the big shots of the demon realm were pleased, the hope of advancing to emperor realm was right before their eyes!
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