Who?
The Blue Sky Goddess of Peace instantaneously emerged outside of the Zhaoyao Mountain, unleashing terrifying divine recognition that spread across the sky in an overwhelming manner. The creatures of Zhaoyao Mountain trembled in fear, their cries filled with terror...
"Don't want your son to get into trouble, then mind your own business..."
From a distance, a man's voice floated through the air, filled with boundless threats.
The expression on the goddess of peace turned dark, her mind alert, and a glimmer of struggle shone in her eyes.
After a moment.
She hurriedly instructed her disciples to keep an eye on Zhaoyao Mountain and then went to the ninth heaven.
...
In the Demon Realm, within the Nine Hells Palace.
The Demon Lord threw Yuyao onto the bed, with her hands clasped in front of her chest, and looked at the terrified woman with a smile that wasn't a smile.
"You really have the skill, attracting even Mo Jin, and you even carried his bastard child..."
His gaze fell on her prominently rounded belly, and a look of intense jealousy and coldness flickered in his eyes.
"Master, Mistress Mei has apologized, please forgive me..."
Yuyao walked down the bed and knelt in front of him, holding her stomach and weeping for mercy.
"Why isn't it the child of the sovereign..."
The Demon Lord looked down at her, lifting his robe, and squatting in front of her. He extended his pale and slender hand to gently touch her protruding belly, as if expressing regret in his tone.
His eyes seemed to be suppressing something, full of danger.
The deep-set eyes glowed with a reddish hue, like the roaring flames of a great conflagration, radiating a danger as deep as the abyss.
Yuyao felt his cold hand land on her stomach, even though it was covered by fabric, she still felt an endless chill.
Afraid of any actions he might take, she worried that the next second he would hit her baby bump and her expression turned fearful and pale.
"Now do you know fear?"
The Demon Lord looked at her pale and terrified face, and there were a few moments of softness in his heart.
But when he thought of what the woman had done, a raging fire seemed to be burning in his heart.
He had thought of a thousand ways to punish her, so that she would regret what she had done.
But when she really appeared in front of him, kneeling on the ground and begging for herself, the Demon Lord couldn't help but feel soft-hearted.
"Speak up, when did you two get together?"
The pale, cool hand of the Demon Lord finally moved away from her belly, and as Yu Yao let out a breath of relief, her chin was abruptly gripped firmly by him.
"Let me guess..."
He's showing thoughtfulness, as if he's pondering.
Suddenly, he remembered that when this woman returned to the battlefield between immortals and demons, she was covered in the scent of Mo Jin, and it was very strong.
He felt it at the time, but was deceived by this woman.
Was it her who took Mo Jin's original energy back then?
The Demon Lord then felt something was off. He remembered that the first time he touched her, she was clearly a virgin.
That means, after getting together with himself, she was involved with Mo Jin.
"But during the time you were traveling in the celestial realm?"
He stared at her with his deep eyes and asked.
Yuyao was trembling in fear, thinking of how to respond.
Just as the Demon Lord suddenly released her chin, he tightened his grip around her throat, his touch was cold and fierce.
This feeling was so familiar; when she first met this man, he had also choked her like this.
"What audacity! You actually dare to betray me and hook up with another man? Who gave you the nerve to do something like this?"
His face was cold and terrifying, filled with boundless fury, as if he would tear her apart at the next moment.
Yuyao's face was flushed red, and she looked at him with difficulty, tears of fear slipping out of control.
"That was an accident. I was unwell with a charm poison at the time, and there was only Mo Jin alone present, and what happened I didn't even know."
She looked at the man in front of her, finding excuses to explain.
"I never thought that I would have a result with Mo Jin, nor did I ever think that just that once, I would get pregnant with his child."
Yuyao's brain was quickly turning, explaining with her mouth.
"Haha... you and Mo Jin had sex just once, but this sovereign feeds you well every day. Why haven't you gotten pregnant with the sovereign's child?"
The Demon Lord, burning the heavens, was still reluctant to kill her. The pale and slender fingers slightly relaxed, and left her delicate neck.
"If you want a child, I can also give birth to one for you."
Her expression and tone carried an undertone of flattery.
Although giving birth to the Demon Lord's child doesn't earn any points, it's better to get through this current situation first.
The Demon Lord just stared at her, without speaking, but the blood red in his eyes had faded quite a bit, and his face wasn't as cold anymore.
Yuyao looked at the scene, and continued: "How many do you want? Ten or eight? I will give birth to them all. Our children must be very cute..."
At this moment, she wasn't hesitant to say a few more flattering words to appease him.
The Demon Lord's eyes flashed with admiration, and his expression became much softer.
This little thing is the best at flattering people, and also the best at deceiving them.
He knew in his heart that she couldn't possibly give birth to so many, but this fact didn't hinder his enjoyment of hearing her say it.
But looking at her baby bump, the anger in his heart didn't diminish, and he felt very irritated by it.
"Remove the fetus in your belly, and cut ties with Mo Jin. If you deceive me, I will let it go..."
This is his biggest compromise.
It's hard for the Demon Lord to imagine that he would have to compromise for a woman...
But the fetus must not be kept.
Yuyao clutched her baby bump tightly and stared at him with an alert expression and fear.
Seeing her like this, the Demon Lord's bloodlust surged once more.
"Do you protect the fetus in your belly so fiercely because of Mo Jin? Because it's his child, and you can't bear to part with it?"
The question held a lot of jealousy and anger.
The voice was cold and chilling.
Yuyao was terrified and her teeth were chattering, she was shaking her head frantically, "No... it's not... it's not true. It's also my flesh and blood, who in the world would want to kill their own child?"
The Demon Lord, hearing her words, softened his gaze a little, gently stroking her cheek and saying, "Don't worry. We'll have children of our own in the future. You did say you wanted to have ten or eight, right? Once we have our own children, you won't remember those two bastards in your belly anymore..."
He suddenly covered her abdomen with his hand, and a black mist filled with his palm...
Yuyao noticed his move and quickly retreated, protecting her baby bump and started to scream in panic, "Don't, don't hurt my child..."
She wanted to say something along the lines of, "If you dare to harm the child in my belly, I will hate you forever..."
But she was afraid that if she really said that, it might anger Burning Heaven, and then the situation might only get worse.
These words were swallowed back down her throat and she didn't say them.
"They're very cute, can't you let them be?"
She looked at him, crying with blurred eyes, and her tearful eyes tinted with a faint pink. This pitiful plea was enough to evoke one's heartache.
The Demon Lord had already softened his heart to a mushy puddle, but letting her keep the child in her belly was truly impossible for him.
It's what is it like to have another man's child between them?
But looking at her kneeling in front of him, weeping and begging in a low voice.
The Demon Lord again couldn't bring himself to do it.
"Just stay in the Demon Realm well. If you dare to go out and meet Mo Jin again, I'll break your tendons and ligaments..."
He seemed to think that this statement was not enough to intimidate her, so he took her to a place.
Yuyao didn't know where the Demon Lord was taking her, but she followed him obediently.
The two of them left the Demon Palace along the palace path and arrived at the area behind the palace.
This area, consisting of several small houses, was all low-lying and the doorways were narrow to the point of being comical. One had to stoop and shrink their body to enter.
Upon entering, the space suddenly brightened, and Yuyao discovered that it was a semi-basement.
In front of her was a long and narrow corridor, with cells lined with bars on either side.
In the first cell, Yuyao saw two women standing straight, looking at her without blinking, making her skin crawl.
"Look at their feet."
The Demon Lord kindly reminded her.
Yuyao looked down at their feet, the next second, she was shocked and covered her mouth in horror, her face as pale as paper.
These two women had no feet at all, only two iron blocks attached to their ankles, firmly anchored to the ground as if they had taken root.
"If you dare to go out and meet Mo Jin again, I'll make you like them. Got it?"
He ignored her pale and terrified face, warning her coldly in a low voice.
