I Can Resurrect Your Father

"M...Master!"

Mo Shangxie called out with extreme reluctance, her small face scrunched up as she bit her lip hard, terrified to the core.

"Ah... hehe"

Jiang Che broke into a grin, his laughter carrying a mischievous tone. This little apprentice of his had finally relented and agreed to call him Master.

Actually, for some reason, when Jiang Che saw the younger version of Mo Shangxie, he felt an indescribable familiarity, mixed with a bit of playful urge to mess with her. Perhaps this was the wheel of fate.

"Come here, come here. This is your Master's original demonic cultivation technique, the Sealing Demon Sutra. It's especially suited for your Sealing Demon Body. I bestow it upon you."

Jiang Che pulled out a cultivation manual. As for this "Dao-Grade" technique, where would Jiang Che have had the ability to create it? He had bought it all from the system.

[Sealing Demon Sutra: A perfect Dao-Grade technique constructed from the purest power of concepts. The most suitable technique for the Sealing Demon Body, without equal. It can unlock the potential of the Sealing Demon Body to its peak.]

[Price: 100 Integration Points]

Yeah, it was originally supposed to cost ten billion, but now the system had given Jiang Che a massive discount!

"Gotta say, having the points reduced by a hundred million times feels amazing. Now I finally get what those tycoon novel protagonists enjoy,"

Jiang Che mused. Back when he was on the mortal plane, he had read urban novels where the protagonist wakes up one day to find the prices of everything worldwide shrunk ten thousand times, while his own money stayed the same—ten thousand becoming ten billion instantly. But back then, Jiang Che was already a top-tier rich kid, so he didn't really get the thrill.

"S-sealing Demon Sutra?" Mo Shangxie blinked her big eyes and staggered back two steps in fear. "D-demon Ancestor... I... I want to go home..."

Jiang Che rubbed his nose wryly. In Mo Shangxie’s eyes, he probably already looked like a terrifying child trafficker, didn’t he?

But just as Jiang Che was about to speak, the voice of the Destruction Demon Emperor rang out in his mind.

[Demon Ancestor, there are... some things you might need to know.]

[Speak.]

[Well... the Mo Luo Empire, which was the home of little master Mo Shangxie, just shortly after we took her away, was destroyed by the neighboring nations... The emperor of the Mo Luo Empire even blew himself up and scattered his soul—impossible to revive!]

Even through the void, the trembling in the Destruction Demon Emperor’s voice was unmistakable.

A few Half-Emperors descending upon the Mo Luo Empire had naturally stirred suspicion among the other nations. Rumor spread that a powerful figure had forcibly kidnapped the Mo Luo princess, and the other empires speculated that the Mo Luo Empire must have offended a mighty being.

After some probing, several great empires rushed in like a swarm and wiped out the Mo Luo Empire.

Things went off the rails when a few Demon Emperors personally descended, rounded up everyone responsible, and executed them in the most gruesome ways.

"Hmm?"

Jiang Che raised an eyebrow. As expected, fate itself was silently driving a wedge between him and Mo Shangxie. First he took the girl away, and then her entire clan gets wiped out?

If nothing went wrong, Mo Shangxie would soon direct the hatred for her family’s annihilation onto him and begin to resent him. Even if the misunderstanding was resolved in the future... the impression would still remain.

Once you hate someone, everything they do disgusts you.

"What? The Mo Luo Empire was destroyed? Who had the guts to annihilate the homeland of my disciple?"

Suddenly, Jiang Che’s voice rose several decibels, startling even the Destruction Demon Emperor on the other side.

Uh-oh, the Demon Ancestor is furious. Our newly merged Dao Source is as good as gone.

Jiang Che’s words stunned little Mo Shangxie. Her mind became a chaotic blur. The Mo Luo Empire... destroyed? How could that be?

She had only just left her home country three days ago! Did that mean her father was also—

Instantly, Mo Shangxie began to struggle against Jiang Che’s hold. "Let me go, you monster! My father is a peak Martial God-level super powerhouse! How could the empire be destroyed? Boohoo..."

Jiang Che: "..."

He could handle a crying woman, but a crying little girl who didn't understand anything was a different story.

However, everything was still going according to his expectations.

"Rest assured, as my disciple, I have ways to save your father and the people of your empire."

Now was the perfect chance to win the little girl over. As for reviving her father?

That was a trivial matter for Jiang Che.

The little girl, who had been about to sob, looked up with a pitiful expression, "R-really?"

...

At the Mo Luo Empire.

When Jiang Che arrived there carrying Mo Shangxie, the entire empire had already turned into a sea of blood!

Not just the Mo Luo Empire—vast territories across the borderlands of the Demon Realm were utterly decimated. The enraged Demon Emperors had nearly massacred every living being nearby.

"This—"

Seeing the ruined homeland, Mo Shangxie could no longer hold back. She burst into loud wails, broke free from Jiang Che’s embrace, and jumped to the ground. The soil was stained red with blood—a tragic sight.

"We beg the Demon Ancestor to punish us! It’s all our fault... our incompetence!"

The Destruction Demon Emperor’s words were stammering.

Jiang Che made a show of scolding them, all part of the act for the girl.

The little girl sat on the ground, sobbing heart-wrenchingly.

"Demon Ancestor, these are the ones who took part in the annihilation of the Mo Luo Empire..." The Destruction Demon Emperor waved his hand, producing a few dozen people who had been tortured beyond recognition.

Mo Shangxie’s ears twitched. Her small body slowly stood up, her gaze sweeping across the captives. She recognized every one of them—all were leaders from border regions that had frictions with the Mo Luo Empire, and nearly all of them were Martial God-level experts.

"Did you do this?"

Mo Shangxie’s voice was low, as if she were talking to herself.

The captives, already tortured beyond recognition, couldn’t even speak clearly. They had never dreamed that their actions would provoke such terrifying calamity.

"Master... I want to kill them."

Mo Shangxie’s blunt words made Jiang Che struggle to keep his composure.

Wow, truly worthy of being my Demon Ancestor’s good disciple. I didn’t even need to teach her... and here she is, already talking about killing at just eight years old!

But Jiang Che just waved his hand and snapped his fingers. In an instant, the prisoners were reduced to ashes, not even a fragment of their soul left.

"Why didn’t you let me kill them?"

Suddenly, Mo Shangxie lunged at Jiang Che, her face twisted with rage. In just a second, she had undergone a dark transformation!

Tian Chan’s descent into darkness had been gradual, led step by step by Jiang Che. But Mo Shangxie was naturally gifted at it—she flipped instantly.

No, wait—she was eight now. In the internet slang of his previous life, she’d be called a "lit kid." Wasn’t darkening normal for "lit kids"?

"I told you, I can revive your father."