2 – The Demon Lord Doesn’t Want to Have Children with Her, Disdains Her
Yun Sangsang looked the child up and down, and suddenly noticed a trace of deathly aura swirling between his brows. Her eyes instantly lit up.
She had an idea!
She bent down slightly and chuckled softly, “Let’s not talk about the thunder then. How about we discuss you? Shall this celestial maiden divine your fate?”
She saw through the child’s destiny and began recounting it one by one.
“Your name is Xie Yuanning, correct? You lost your father at birth, your mother when you were three years old. Before your mother’s body was even cold, your grandparents, uncles, and aunts seized your family property and drove you out. To get a bite to eat, you had to beg from door to door, despised by the entire village. You suffered bullying and beatings regularly. At just eight years old, you’ve already endured all the hardships of this world—dressed in rags, skinny as a rail…
These eight years have been miserable enough, but what’s worse is that deathly aura between your brows indicates you’ll die today, your soul returning to the Underworld—”
She put on a compassionate, almost saintly expression, her voice tinged with a hint of temptation: “So, would you like this celestial maiden to help you overcome this tribulation, offer you protection, and ensure you safely pass through today’s Death Tribulation?”
After speaking, she stood there confidently, expecting the child to panic and scramble over, clinging to her legs and begging “Celestial Sister” to save him, to protect him.
Unfortunately, the little brat in her eyes, Yuan Ning Wang, wasn’t the least bit flustered.
He leaned calmly against the tree, looking at her lazily, a flicker of amusement in his eyes as if watching a joke.
Tch. She only saw through the fate of this mortal shell but couldn’t even recognize the Demon Lord. With such meager skills, she still wanted him to worship her?
Ridiculous.
Yuan Ning Wang glanced at her and deliberately made pointed remarks, teasing her on purpose: “Well, I know I’ve had it rough. But who told me I’m a hated, annoying, detestable Broom Star? Ah, if I die, so be it. I’ve had enough of living anyway. For someone unloved like me, a Broom Star, death would be a relief—no more suffering.”
“Uh…” The actual Broom Star herself, Yun Sangsang, hearing this, her gaze suddenly turned sharp!
Hey, this little brat had bad karma from his previous life and ended up unlucky—what does that have to do with her, the Broom Star?
Why blame her? She, the Broom Star, is completely innocent!
Besides, how could this little brat not want to live? If he doesn’t want to live, then didn’t she just block those heavenly thunderbolts for nothing?
She decided to try again.
“Child, a miserable life is better than a good death. Only by living can you have a future to look forward to, right? If you’re willing to worship this celestial maiden, not only can I ensure you safely pass today’s Death Tribulation, but I can also grant you great wealth and prosperity, a smooth-sailing life, a beautiful wife by your side, and children and grandchildren surrounding you—”
As she spoke, she bent down slightly, smiling at Yuan Ning Wang.
Her ten fair, slender fingers rested lightly on her knees, her jet-black hair cascading down like a waterfall. A faint scent of her hair drifted around, wisping into Yuan Ning Wang’s nostrils.
Yuan Ning Wang glanced at her delicate beauty, his pupils darkening slightly.
Was she trying to seduce him?
Did she want to be his beautiful wife and fill his home with children and grandchildren?
At the thought of a house full of descendants, Yuan Ning Wang narrowed his eyes, examining Yun Sangsang, and felt genuinely tempted.
He had ruled the demon realm for ten thousand years—so why had he suddenly fallen into such a state?
Precisely because he couldn’t be bothered to have children and had taken his elder brother’s child under his wing to raise as his successor. But that wolf cub, who had always been obedient to him, suddenly led a rebellion, catching him completely off guard…Tsk, all these ten thousand years he had wasted doting on that wolf cub like his own son. Turns out, one not of his own blood just wouldn’t do—the blood running through his veins wasn’t his, and their hearts weren’t aligned.
He still had to sire one himself.
A good child who would inherit his powerful bloodline and share his heart.
When the time came, he would majestically return to the demon realm holding his own child, sever ties with that wolf cub, and whip the ungrateful wretch to death!
But…
Yuan Ning Wang narrowed his eyes and scrutinized Yun Sangsang with disdain.
Though she was a celestial maiden, she was the dreaded Broom Star everyone avoided like the plague. Would the child she bore also be an unlucky wretch like her?
If that were the case, such a child probably wouldn’t be worth keeping…
What use was a child who could choke to death on a sip of milk? To spend every day anxiously watching it find new ways to off itself?
Tsk, he’d better find someone else. The bloodline of this God of Misfortune was absolutely unacceptable.
So when Yuan Ning Wang met Yun Sangsang’s expectant gaze, he slowly said, “I’ve lived long enough. I wish to die. Please, celestial maiden, do not pity me or care whether I live or die. Thank you.”
“Uh…” Yun Sangsang was somewhat incredulous!
Why was this child so difficult?
Why was someone so young so fixated on death?
Had he suffered so much in this world that he held no expectations for life anymore?
That wouldn’t do. Since he had wasted her Immortal Power, how could he not repay her?
He had to live to worship her.
Thinking this, Yun Sangsang narrowed her eyes slightly. She’d heard that hatred was the greatest motivator for survival. Should she try that approach?
So she gazed intently at Yuan Ning Wang: “Your grandparents, uncles, and aunts have bullied you all these years, seized your family estate, and repeatedly beaten and abused you. Don’t you want to take revenge on them before you die? You’ve endured all this suffering only to die miserably, while they commit every evil deed yet get to live comfortably—doesn’t that make you resentful?”
Yuan Ning Wang chuckled lightly.
This child had been abused for years by his grandparents and relatives. Now that he had taken over this body, he would naturally settle scores, repay grievances, and unleash carnage!
But he wouldn’t let the celestial maiden before him know any of this.
He met Yun Sangsang’s gaze, lips curving: “Of course I’m resentful…”
Seeing her eyes suddenly brighten, he finished the rest of his words slowly, like a cat toying with a mouse, “So I’m going to become a Vengeful Ghost and demand their lives. Do you know, celestial maiden, when you said I would die today, I was overjoyed. I can finally turn into a Vengeful Ghost and take revenge. I’m truly so happy.”
“Uh…” The smile that had just appeared on Yun Sangsang’s face froze instantly.
Once again, the child’s reaction was beyond her expectations!
She stared at the child speechlessly, feeling both headache and heartache.
Just how much suffering had he endured, how much resentment had accumulated, for him to eagerly await death so he could become a Vengeful Ghost for revenge?
She sighed softly and advised, “Child, why gamble with your life against theirs? You can take revenge while still alive. If you’re willing to worship this celestial maiden sister, I can help you seek justice.”
Yuan Ning Wang lowered his gaze.
What was the Immortal Realm’s notion of seeking justice compared to the demon realm’s unrestrained slaughter?He looked up and leisurely asked Yun Sangsang, “How does the celestial maiden plan to help me seek justice? By reasoning with them, using love to enlighten them, making them sincerely repent? They never gave me even a shred of love—why should I offer my own to enlighten them? Am I out of my mind? I don’t want justice; I want them to atone with their lives.”
He curled his lips, staring intently at Yun Sangsang. “So, celestial maiden, can you lead me to slaughter that village, leaving no one alive?”