After My Disciple Returned in His Demon Lord's Main Account

During the Battle of Guixu, Xing Mian, the youngest disciple of the master of Yingzhou Mountain, died. Everyone thought that this was the cultivation world's foremost immortal, a man cold and devoid of affection. They didn't know that beneath his robes, a love worm had already taken root deep in his heart. Six years later, in the human realm, cultivators saw a miniature version of Immortal Taiyi. Everyone: “??!!” Gong Huaimo grabbed the child by the back of his collar. “Tell me, who is your mother?” Before the little one could answer, everyone felt the air pressure plummet. Luo Mingwu (Xing Mian): “This child is mine. What do you have to say about that?” As the Demon Lord in black robes appeared before him, the normally calm and composed Gong Huaimo looked momentarily bewildered. When cultivators began disappearing in droves, Gong Huaimo invited the Demon Lord to investigate with him. Luo Mingwu: “I suppose I can agree, if I must.” A vengeful spirit was cursed and could not be sent to the afterlife. Luo Mingwu: “Collect its soul first, then take it back to Yingzhou Mountain and purify it at the Ruquan Spring.” Gong Huaimo: “I only ever taught that method to my little disciple Xing Mian. How does the Demon Lord know it?” Luo Mingwu: My male disguise secret identity is about to fall apart... The child had his soul taken by a villain, so the two of them went to rescue him together. The villain declared arrogantly, “Only someone related to him by blood can call his spirit back?” Gong Huaimo said, “Huan'er.” The child turned around and sweetly called, “Dad.” Villain: “?” Luo Mingwu: “!” Gong Huaimo picked up his little one and tossed out a parting remark: “If you want the child back, have his mother come see me herself.”