Chapter 2 Star Demon

It doesn't matter who's crazy.

How can someone who cultivates demonic arts not go mad? They just go mad in different ways.

Ren Qiushui: "I'm leaving."

Fang Nian didn't care at all, and said with her head down, "Let's go, I need to make formula for the baby."

Ren Qiushui turned to look at the table.

On top were the milk powder she had made for Fang Nian using the alchemy furnace, and the baby bottles she had made while learning weapon-refining techniques.

Although Fang Nian said it was for feeding his daughter, he actually ate it himself.

Therefore, Ren Qiushui was happy to help him.

Now, I feel like the past seven years have been wasted.

All the helplessness turned into resentment.

But Ren Qiushui didn't want to kill Fang Nian directly.

This is the Demonic Sect. As soon as she leaves, countless ways will await Fang Nian to die.

He is Fang Nian, the prodigy of the demonic path seven years ago, a genius who could cultivate a heart demon at the young age of thirteen!

His is extremely valuable.

His skin and bones can be used to make magical artifacts that restrict the leakage of demonic energy, and his flesh and blood are highly nourishing.

His inner demons... are the best material for creating demonic artifacts.

If an ordinary one-star demon cannot cultivate a second demonic entity on its own, it needs to kill ten one-star demons, collect their inner demons, and forcibly refine a second demonic entity.

But how high is the quality of Fang Nian's inner demons?

Perhaps all it takes is killing Fang Nian to successfully become the second demonic star to light up the sky above, and to forge the second demonic entity.

Become a two-star demon.

Ren Qiushui released her grip and turned to leave.

Fang Nian suddenly spoke up: "Hey, I don't have any inner demons at all."

Ren Qiushui didn't want to turn back; she no longer wanted to get entangled.

Fang Nian continued, "I've woken up, and I know what happened. I know I don't have a daughter."

Ren Qiushui couldn't help but turn around.

Seven years have passed, and I've been fooled every time, it's always the same.

But she was willing.

Fang Nian: "What I have is called dissociative identity disorder. Actually, that's not my daughter. It's multiple personalities that have split off from my own personality, but I can't control myself."

Ren Qiushui was amused by her own words.

She knew that Fang Nian would never be willing to refine his inner demons, no, he should say he was unwilling to refine his precious daughter.

He now says he's come to his senses and knows he doesn't have a daughter; he just wanted to get something, so he was just acting innocent.

It's like a kitten only becoming obedient when it's begging for food.

As if to confirm his point, Fang Nian continued, "I've heard of a secret manual called 'Soul Splitter.' If I can obtain Soul Splitter, I can separate it, and then I can truly cultivate demonic arts."

After listening to Fang Nian's performance, Ren Qiushui calmly said, "You just want to turn her from nothingness into reality, right? Subconsciously, you know she's nothingness."

"Even in order to find a way out, you subconsciously know that you can cultivate, but when it comes to refining your inner demons, you say that there is no cultivation in the world."

Fang Nian simply kept showing a sincere smile, a genuine and pure smile that she had learned very well from watching Quan Tang'er so much in her previous life.

Ren Qiushui: "I can tell you where 'Soul Split' is. Senior Brother Qi has it. Do you dare to go and get it?"

Fang Nian frowned.

The town of Demonic Sect is full of madmen, among whom Senior Brother Qi is the most famous.

"That madman who gouged out his own heart thinking he could concoct an elixir of immortality?"

I'll have to give it a try.

Seeing Fang Nian's careful thought, Ren Qiushui knew he was still feigning madness. She turned her back to him and said, "The path of the demons is fraught with danger. Perhaps one day I will die. When that day comes, we will meet again on the road to the underworld and become husband and wife."

"Remember to walk slowly and wait for me."

After saying that, Ren Qiushui resolutely walked out of the room.

This is a demonic mountain within the vast demonic realm.

Outside the mountains, there was a vast expanse of white mist and a waterfall cascading down from the heavens.

And there was still the vast darkness of night.

Ren Qiushui resolutely walked into the night. Her red dress turned deep red as she walked away, and eventually became a cluster of leaping flames.

Like will-o'-the-wisps flickering in a dark graveyard.

Finally, it was extinguished in the night.

The mad Fang Nian had no idea that Ren Qiushui, who had lived with her for seven years, had left.

He pulled the sword from his chest and hugged his daughter again.

The baby girl giggled, spitting out bubbles with her tongue as she stretched out her chubby little hand and curiously touched Fang Nian's bleeding chest with her fingers.

Although a baby's thin, brittle nails may break and snap, it's no more painful than an adult poking a wound with their finger.

Because the nails are thin and brittle, and have cracks and stubs, they are extremely sharp.

It's stuck in the wound, and it hurts a lot.

Fang Nian, however, did not care.

Instead, she responded to her daughter sticking out her tongue with a "buru buru buru buru" sound.

The baby girl was amused and opened her mouth, giggling.

The little finger that probed into the sword wound actually managed to plug the wound, stopping the bleeding.

Fang Nian looked down and smiled indulgently: "Our little one already knows how to stop Daddy's bleeding..."

"Dad will get you some Nana."

In the darkness of night, an uninvited guest arrives.

A tall, thin figure walked through the door.

The man was dressed in a long gray-black robe, with a mask hanging at his waist. It was unclear whether it was a real or fake face, but it had a nose and eyes.

He held a long knife in his right hand and fiddled with his clothes in his left, waiting for Fang Nian's reaction.

After fiddling with it for a while, he noticed that Fang Nian was drinking milk from the bottle while saying something like "Baby, slow down, don't choke," completely ignoring him.

He then grinned maliciously, "Ren Qiushui is gone, she won't protect you anymore."

"The others still dare not make a move, and dare not believe that Ren Qiushui has really given up on you."

"But I, Li Tiandou, believe it."

"If I lose the bet, the worst that can happen is I die."

"Anyway, if things continue like this, my sister can protect me for a while, but in the end she will leave just like Ren Qiushui."

"Since I'll eventually be devoured by other powerful demonic cultivators anyway, I'll just die. But killing you will allow me to become a two-star demon!"

As he spoke, Li Tiandou paced around the room, looking around.

"Is this where Ren Qiushui, the Heavenly Maiden of the Demonic Sect, lives? It looks quite ordinary."

After saying that, he looked at Fang Nian again: "I want to see what the inner demon of the former number one prodigy can be refined into, a ghost infant?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Nian looked up.

"Whom should we refine?"

Li Tiandou, with his left hand behind his back, gestured with the tip of his right knife towards Fang Nian's chest: "Of course, it's your inner demon."

"Tsk tsk."

"How can something that shows no signs of cultivation, and is merely an illusory inner demon, stop the bleeding of a real-world injury?"

"What kind of inner demon is this? Perhaps with it, I, Li Tiandou, will become a new genius of the demonic sect!"

Hearing Li Tiandou's words and feeling threatened, Fang Nian habitually went to find the woman she lived with.

Ren Qiushui can withstand everything.

This has been the case for the past seven years.

But at this moment.

There was no one else in the room.

Fang Nian then realized that she was gone!

As he pondered, a cold light flashed before his eyes, and Fang Nian's eyes followed it.

As a gleaming, cold blade drew ever closer, its target the baby in her arms, she watched.

Fang Nian quickly stepped aside to protect her daughter.

Li Tiandou approached, a twisted smile spreading across his face. He thought to himself that Fang Nian was a madman, so he might as well provoke him a little. Maybe his inner demons could become even more demonic?

"Are you ready? I'm going to eat your daughter."

Upon hearing this, Fang Nian hugged the air in her arms tighter.

My heart suddenly started racing.

I was so nervous that my whole body was trembling.

"Clatter~"

He took two steps back, knocked over the chair, and the baby bottle shattered on the ground.

Afraid of dropping her daughter, she awkwardly steadied herself.

Are my daughter and I going to die today?

All thoughts vanished from my mind except for the terror of impending death.

My thoughts were stuck, and fear filled my brain.

All bodily functions are operating at their limits, secreting hormones at an alarming rate.

The body seems to be finding its own way to survive.

There really is a road.

Under the pressure of fear, it seemed as if something in Fang Nian's mind had been punctured.

A feeling of both closeness and annoyance washed over me.

So familiar.

I felt a strange throbbing in my mind.

Fang Nian's fear of death was dispelled.

Instead, there was an apology to the ears: "I'm sorry, my ears, it's coming out..."

After seven long years of peace and quiet, is this the end of the good life?!

Raising her head, Fang Nian struggled to look at the tall and thin Li Tiandou, and raised her hand to block him with her five fingers.

"Don't come any closer..."

Seeing Fang Nian in such pain only made Li Tiandou happier.

What a powerful inner demon! It can actually make a host with no cultivation emit soul fluctuations?

What a powerful inner demon that must be!

After refining it into a second demonic entity, what difference will there be between myself and that born demonic seed?

Li Tiandou grinned maliciously, saying with amusement, "I'm going to become a genius!"

He was still urging Fang Nian to unleash even greater potential, pretending to see the baby in Fang Nian's arms: "Look at your daughter's eyes, she's so intelligent at such a young age, she even senses that she's about to die."