GB Chapter 56

All cultivators’ belongings are placed in their personal storage spaces, but the restrictions each cultivator leaves behind are different. The Demon Lord’s storage ring was on his right hand. Qian Ren tried dripping his blood on it, and the Demon Lord’s treasure trove, which countless demonic cultivators had coveted, opened to him.

In his prime, the Demon Lord was incredibly powerful. All the cultivators in the world respected him, and all the officials in the imperial court were his blood slaves. Even the powerful Heavenly Path Alliance was forced into hiding by him, not daring to reveal their identities. If he hadn’t stayed overseas and mostly ignored the disputes in the Central Plains later on, even if the righteous path had eventually won, they wouldn’t have had an easy time.

Anyone would think that such a powerful cultivator, who possessed the world, would carry invaluable treasures. However, the ring contained mostly ordinary items: an old straw hat, a chipped inkstone, a simple but well-preserved umbrella… Qian Ren hadn’t expected to find any powerful magic weapons. He remained calm while looking through them, until he glanced at a corner and suddenly froze. After a long moment, he took out a piece of snow-white fabric with a complex expression.

At this time, Zhuge Qingtian originally didn’t want to disturb him, but seeing his expression was different from usual, he thought that talking to someone might make him feel better. He stepped forward and said, “This is snow silkworm silk, right? Could it be that the Demon Lord’s cultivation method is printed on it?”

Qian Ren’s expression became even stranger when he said this. He paused before stiffly saying, “According to my observation, this size should be a diaper.”

The only possibility for diapers here was obvious. Zhuge Qingtian finally understood why Qian Ren’s expression was so strange. Finding his own diapers, maybe even used ones, in his father’s cabinet would be awkward for any adult cultivator. No, they definitely weren’t used. He couldn’t imagine the Demon Lord washing diapers, although changing them also seemed unbelievable…

Okay, back then, the Demon Lord didn’t bring any subordinates with him when he went overseas. He naturally had to take care of his son himself. It probably wasn’t just changing diapers; he also fed him milk and put him to sleep.

Which of their generation of righteous cultivators hadn’t heard of the Demon Lord’s past evil deeds? That kind of legendary demon that adults used to make children stop crying was suddenly so down-to-earth that Zhuge Qingtian was speechless. However, Qian Ren quickly inspected the storage space. Apart from a portrait preserved with cold jade that looked valuable, the rest were not special items. Fortunately, the underworld soil they were looking for was also here, though it had been made into clay figures. They could be reshaped and used again, so it wasn’t a complete disappointment.

After only taking out the underworld soil clay figures, Qian Ren put the other items back in their place. He returned the ring to his father’s hand. He didn’t know what the purpose of these ordinary items was, but since the Demon Lord carried them with him, they must be important. He would let them accompany their owner.

“This is underworld soil? As expected of the Demon Lord’s secret treasure for creating humans from soil. Who is this person sculpted to be? Could it be his enemy?”

The figurine in his hand was lifelike. Although Zhuge Qingtian had no sense of touch, he could tell from the skin’s elasticity that it was no different from a real person. The figurine was too realistic. Though it didn’t react in any way, it looked quite strange. Just as he was thinking that everything around the Demon Lord should indeed be so terrifying, Qian Ren displayed a set of miniature buildings. He casually put them together and said, “He probably made these for me to play with later. There’s a whole set of clay figures and various buildings here, enough to make a small city.”

Using snow silkworm silk, which was worth a fortune, to make diapers for his son, and using the underworld soil meant to reshape bodies to play house… He admitted his imagination was not enough. The master of all cultivators in the world could indeed do whatever he wanted.

Zhuge Qingtian didn’t yet know that almost all the precious items in this ring were for such purposes. He just thought that if the Demon Lord were still alive, Qian Ren would probably have been spoiled beyond measure. But because the person was gone, seeing these carefully prepared old things, the one who was loved was even more heartbroken.

Although Zhao Huai’an and the King of Liang were ideologically opposed, he was truly nurtured as an heir. He was also very upset when his father died. It was better to vent at a time like this. Because he understood this, he now wanted to ease Qian Ren’s mood even more, only deliberately joking, “Father-in-law is truly versatile, I must learn from him.”

However, Qian Ren seemed to be genuinely in a bad mood. Even with this joke, he didn’t glare at him as usual. He just calmly piled his toys together. His tone was still almost heartlessly indifferent, “This underworld soil should be enough. I need some time to figure out how to use it.”

The more intense Qian Ren’s inner emotions, the calmer his surface appeared. Seeing him like this, Zhuge Qingtian also felt uneasy and couldn’t leave him alone. He rushed into his arms, “Don’t be sad, I’ll let you play with me, okay?”

The young man’s cold temperature was very similar to the Demon Lord’s hand. Since the dead wouldn’t come back, he had to ensure that the person by his side would always remain. Thinking of this, Qian Ren hugged his hand tighter. He glanced at the underworld soil and finally spoke with a trace of warmth in his voice, “You said it yourself. I estimate that it will take three days to create a body.”

This… This fast? Your father told you to be desireless!

Secretly glancing at his expression, Zhuge Qingtian, who clearly didn’t have a heartbeat, suddenly felt his blood rushing. Confirming that he was okay, he ran away, leaving behind only the words, “You’re busy, I’ll go see Lüling.”

The blood pool was hidden in the mountains. Knowing that the Demon Blood was protecting it, Qian Ren was now the safest. Zhuge Qingtian walked out of the woods. He didn’t just say he was going to find Lüling as an excuse. The evil ghost he mentioned earlier really bothered him.

The Heavenly Book Pavilion used to have a high status in the Heavenly Path Alliance. As the lord of the pavilion, Zhao Huai’an had also read many treasured books. The Heavenly Path Alliance recorded the Demon Lord’s cultivation as being above the Transcending Tribulation stage. In the past, he didn’t feel like there was anything wrong with this. But now that he thought about it carefully, other than the Demon Lord, the old ancestor of the Xuan Sect was an immortal who had descended to the mortal realm. If he was just a Transcending Tribulation cultivator, would an immortal really need to take action?

If the Demon Lord’s cultivation really was on par with an immortal, he didn’t believe that this person would just disappear without a trace, nor did he believe the Demon Lord would abandon his son. It wasn’t impossible that he would turn into an evil ghost.

However, if he was still here, why did he allow He Huan to take Qian Ren away back then? That Demon Lord hated humans the most.

Zhuge Qingtian didn’t know if Qian Ren had thought of this problem, but he had to resolve the matter before Qian Ren came to his senses. He didn’t want to go back to his past life anymore. He had finally met someone he liked, and he had to stay with him until the end.

Lüling was constantly surrounded by thunderclouds. Following the faint rumbling of thunder, he quickly found him. Zhuge Qingtian took the initiative to speak, “Aren’t you the most fond of joining in the fun? Why are you squatting here alone this time?”

Since leaving the Ghost Domain, this spirit had been sticking to them, but it had suddenly disappeared when they reached the blood pool. Zhuge Qingtian was wondering when he turned around and looked over, his expression much darker, “Seeing that scene made me uncomfortable, I came here to get some air.”

“You’re a spirit with no father or mother, how can your heart be more delicate than mine?”

These words were beyond Zhuge Qingtian’s expectations. If Lüling was a ghost, that was understandable. But what kind of concept of family affection could a spirit born from the Heavenly Tribulation have?

However, soon an even stranger thing happened. Lüling didn’t notice his expression, and only said with a puzzled face, “I don’t know what’s going on. I didn’t feel anything when I saw people encountering sea disasters before, but when I saw this kid’s expression, my heart just felt very stuffy… Could it be because he usually has a zombie-like expressionless face, so suddenly having a little fluctuation is particularly noticeable?”

Why did this make him feel like he had a green hat? Could it be that Qian Ren was so loved by demons and spirits?

Sensing the aura of a rival, Zhuge Qingtian immediately became very alert. He said cautiously, “Are you sure you like women?”

“Of course, I knew that beauty was my wife the first time I saw the Ghost Goddess.”

Lüling’s infatuation with the Ghost Goddess was unwavering. Realizing that his question was wrong, he immediately explained, “I don’t have any affections for men, I only followed you because I found that black-robed kid pleasing to the eye. I’m telling you, I felt very close to him the first time I saw him on the way to Huánhun Island. You’re too immoral, don’t always joke like that. What if he really had a hidden affection for men?”

No, they were not talking about hidden affection, they were already planning how to take off clothes. And he was still being seen as a normal master-disciple, how honest was the spirit world?

Very suspiciously looking at this spirit surrounded by thunderclouds, Zhuge Qingtian tried to ask, “Let me ask, in your eyes, my two grandmasters are…”

What responded to him was Lüling’s indifferent expression and an answer that would make He Huan burst into laughter, “Isn’t He Huan just doing a comedic dialogue with his Nascent Soul? Who would really think that he had a hidden affection for men?”

“Then the God of Joy and the God of Lamentation…”

Even He Huan’s undisguised style didn’t sound wrong to this person, not to mention the ambiguous feelings of the two Ghost Gods in the Ghost Domain. As expected, Lüling immediately answered, “The God of Lamentation is a good teacher. Isn’t it normal to care about his students? I just tease them about it sometimes. You have a wicked mind.”

What did you mean by my mind is wicked? You’re too honest, not normal!

Looking at him, Zhuge Qingtian’s mouth twitched. Not giving this spirit a chance to struggle, he immediately and sincerely said, “Oh, then congratulations, you’ve finally seen a real affection for men.”

Hearing this, Lüling was indeed shocked. Recalling the scenes of these two interacting, he immediately pointed at him and said, “What? You were indeed intentionally seducing him!”

Seducing his master? Did he? Okay, he did tease his master every day, but so what?

Zhuge Qingtian didn’t deny the fact that he was flirting with Qian Ren daily. He only said, “You’re not his father, why do you care so much?”

He was only saying it casually, but seeing Lüling’s shocked expression, a shocking thought suddenly popped into his mind.

Come to think of it, Lüling was a spirit formed from the resentment of cultivators who died in the Heavenly Tribulation for thousands of years. It was born from the thunderclouds in the Realm of the End of the World. The Demon Lord died in the Realm of the End of the World. His cause of death was the Heavenly Tribulation. He never admitted that he was human… Could it be such a coincidence?

It was just a possibility that he suddenly thought of, but after thinking carefully, he couldn’t find any flaws. Zhuge Qingtian couldn’t help but look at him in astonishment again. This person’s purple clothes were clearly made of lightning. Although the tips of his hair, which floated beside him like flowing clouds, marked his identity as a spirit, his face was no different from an ordinary handsome man, and he couldn’t find any similarities with Qian Ren.

Seeing this, Zhuge Qingtian was also unsure whether his guess was correct. After thinking about it, he asked tentatively, “I remember that spirits rarely appear in human form, how did you transform into this appearance?”

Lüling was still shocked that Qian Ren actually had a hidden affection for men. He didn’t think about it and casually said the truth, “Oh, I wasn’t like this at first. Later, I heard that human women have no resistance to handsome young men, and I thought that the Ghost Goddess might not let me in because she didn’t like my past fierce face, so I specially observed handsome men and changed my face.”

After saying that, he finally realized who he was talking to. He immediately stared at the new ghost god in front of him with the eyes of someone looking at a scumbag, and righteously accused, “Since you already have a hidden affection for him, why are you still observing my appearance? You’ll be struck by lightning if you’re fickle!”

“Stop the thunderclouds behind you, I have no interest in any man other than my master!”

Stopping this honest spirit from trying to strike him with lightning, Zhuge Qingtian’s heart was in turmoil.

Was this person stupid? The formation here was obviously used to trap the Ghost Goddess and not let her out, how could the Ghost Goddess herself control it? No, it was not sure if she was the Ghost Goddess at all…

No, he couldn’t believe this speculation. How could Lüling’s IQ give birth to his master, who was so smart? Could it be that he was struck stupid by the Heavenly Tribulation?

“You want to pursue the Ghost Goddess, right?”

No matter how unreliable it was, Zhuge Qingtian had to verify it as long as there was this possibility. He began to trick this honest spirit, “According to my many years of experience, to make a beauty fall in love with you, you must first give her a clay figure.”

Lüling didn’t know whether Zhuge Qingtian had a lot of experience in love, but he highly doubted if a man with a hidden affection for men could understand a woman’s heart. Although his expression was very sincere, he still said in disbelief, “Really? If she still ignores me, you have to be careful about your head.”

“You sculpt one, as long as the clay figure is lifelike, you’re guaranteed to get a wife. If it doesn’t work, I’ll come see you with my head!”

“Then I’ll believe you this once.”

He said this firmly. Lüling didn’t know that this person didn’t care even if his head was used as a ball. He just thought that this was a poisonous oath made by Zhuge Qingtian. He started looking for clay to sculpt with a try-it-out mentality.

If it was true, was it okay for him to trick his father-in-law like this?

With a cool gaze, Zhuge Qingtian looked at this person’s skillful technique. The guesses in his heart were more certain, although he was uneasy for a moment, he finally managed to stabilize his mentality with his thick skin.

Well, anyway, the Demon Lord’s son already existed so it was natural that he had a wife. He didn’t trick anyone.

The author has something to say: Lüling: Looking at scumbag with the eyes, staring—

Zhuge Qingtian: My dear, what should I do, I seem to have tricked my father-in-law!

Qian Ren (coldly): I don’t know you.