The Demon King sat leisurely on his throne, listening to the reports from his servants. "You say Jun Yelan hasn't appeared for several days, and only that woman from the cultivation world is here."
"Yes, Demon King." The servant had been monitoring Jun Yelan from below the mountain and had specifically come to see the Demon King.
The Demon King immediately smiled triumphantly and murmured, "Jun Yelan, you're nothing more than this. Just a small bottle of medicine to reveal your true form, and you hide away."
"It seems you care about that woman more than usual. Caring so much will come at a price." He couldn't help but laugh as he thought about how he could use Lan Yan to make Jun Yelan suffer even more.
The servant shivered, feeling as though the Demon King was going mad. Then, he turned and saw Jun Yelan emerging from the doorway, his legs turning to jelly. He trembled and called out, "Your Highness Jun."
The Demon King, still immersed in his joy, froze upon hearing the shout and looking up to see Jun Yelan.
Killing intent flickered in Jun Yelan's eyes. He walked over step by step, reached out, and snapped the servant's neck. He threw the servant's corpse onto the Demon King and said coldly, "Demon King, you don't understand my warning!"
The Demon King, pinned by the corpse, looked down at the servant's unblinking eyes and a trace of fear appeared in his own. This was also his first time seeing Jun Yelan's true form; the oppressive aura made him suffocated.
He couldn't breathe and couldn't activate his magic, so he could only watch as Jun Yelan approached.
Jun Yelan stared at the Demon King, grabbed him by the neck, and said with deep coldness, "Demon King, when do you want to die?"
"Jun Yelan, if I die, the demon realm will fall into chaos. You don't want the cultivation world to intervene again, do you? They'll flatten this place, and you'll be captured again," the Demon King shouted anxiously, fearing Jun Yelan would actually act.
Jun Yelan curved his lips into a wickedly charming smile. "You think I care! I am an ancient fierce beast." He didn't care before, but now, because of Lan Yan, he did.
He knew the peaceful life Lan Yan desired and her dislike for chaos.
The Demon King was completely helpless now. This Jun Yelan was like a madman. No, Jun Yelan was a madman to begin with. "Jun Yelan, let's talk. I swear, I'll never trouble you again."
He raised a finger and looked at Jun Yelan fearfully, not even daring to make eye contact.
Jun Yelan released his grip on the Demon King. The moment the Demon King relaxed, he delivered a palm strike to his chest. Standing before the Demon King, he said, "Demon King, you should recuperate."
With that, he turned and left. He had plenty of ways to ensure the Demon King would live but suffer.
After Jun Yelan was out of sight, the Demon King violently spat out a mouthful of blood. Jun Yelan in his true form was too terrifying. He clutched his chest, his cultivation severely damaged, and he would truly have to go into seclusion to heal.
He then left the Demon King's palace, planning to deal with Jun Yelan after he had recovered.
Jun Yelan did not leave the Demon King's palace directly, but went to a place and found the Demon King's half-brother. "It's time for a new Demon King." He gave the man a magical artifact, boosting his cultivation so he could contend with the Demon King.
He didn't want to be the Demon King, but many others did!
After doing this, he returned to the familiar mountain and watched Lan Yan, who was preparing food. He stood still. At the same time, the scales on his face and the beastly fur on his body began to shed, revealing his true appearance.
Lan Yan was kneading dough. She got up to add water and turned around to see Jun Yelan standing before her. "Oh my." She quickly turned and covered her eyes, shouting, "Jun Yelan, your clothes are over there."
Her cheeks flushed. She had only glanced casually, and Jun Yelan's physique was just too good.
Jun Yelan reached out, gathered the clothes drying in the sun, and dressed neatly. He watched Lan Yan's shy back, his lips curving slightly upwards, and walked to her without making a sound.
After a long silence, Lan Yan parted her fingers slightly, peeking through them to see Jun Yelan before her, smiling at her.
The sunlight fell perfectly on Jun Yelan's profile, revealing his exquisite features, his mesmerizing phoenix eyes, and his charmingly upturned lips.
She was stunned.
A hint of a smile appeared in Jun Yelan's eyes. He pulled Lan Yan's hands down and clasped them in his own. Meeting Lan Yan's flushed cheeks and clear eyes, he smiled and said, "I'm back."
"Jun Yelan!" Lan Yan reacted, rushing forward and embracing Jun Yelan. It was better like this. Jun Yelan in his true form was too large; she couldn't even hold him.
Jun Yelan's pupils trembled. He held the person in his arms tightly, then reluctantly let go.
To celebrate Jun Yelan's return to his original form, Lan Yan prepared a grand feast. During the meal, she noticed Mo Mo seemed preoccupied. "Mo Mo, what's wrong?"
Mo Mo looked at Lan Yan, then at Jun Yelan, shook her head, and smiled. "I'm just happy to see Big Sister and Big Brother well. It reminds me of my parents."
She wiped away tears with the back of her hand. "I only saw them once when I was born. I miss them so much now."
Lan Yan reached out and hugged Mo Mo. Recalling the letter she had found at the bottom of the cliff, she said, "Your parents must miss you too. They want you to be well. Mo Mo, do you know who your parents were?"
"Yes, my mother was a flower demon, and my father cultivated." Mo Mo had memories of gentle people by her side, and those were her parents.
Lan Yan had a hunch it couldn't be such a coincidence! She took out the previous letter from her bag and said, "I also cultivate. I found this letter before, take a look."
Mo Mo lowered her head and said, "I'm illiterate."
"It's okay, I'll read it to you." Lan Yan began to read slowly. Even through the words on the paper, she could feel the love her parents had for their child.
She felt Mo Mo was also fortunate to have parents who loved her, even if they couldn't stay with her. Regardless of whether Mo Mo was a descendant of a senior, she would treat Mo Mo well.
Mo Mo's tears immediately welled up, and she buried her face in Lan Yan's arms. "Wuwuwu, Big Sister, can you be my mother?" Hearing the letter made her miss her parents even more, and she couldn't help but say it.
Lan Yan was taken aback. She was going to be a mother before even getting married. She helped Mo Mo up and nodded, "Okay. You can tell me anything from now on."
"Mother!" Mo Mo smiled again, looking up at Jun Yelan. "Mother, should I call him Father?"
Lan Yan's face turned red, and she flusteredly exclaimed, "Just call me Mother." She didn't dare to take advantage of Jun Yelan.
"Oh." Mo Mo looked disappointed, feeling that Mother and Big Brother were a couple.
Jun Yelan picked up his chopsticks, a faint smile appearing on his lips. He wasn't in a hurry. He picked up some food for Lan Yan and said, "Eat."
Lan Yan then smiled, her gaze occasionally flicking towards Jun Yelan. She found it strange that Jun Yelan wasn't angry, but seemed happy. Could it be that Jun Yelan wanted Mo Mo to call him Father?