By the Time They Finally Came to Their Senses and Regretted It, the Witch Already Had a Second Child!

A hundred years ago, the Female Emperor had just ascended the throne. The realm was in chaos, and the people were suffering. Bai Mo pioneered reform, bringing order to the court, training a mighty army, opening trade routes, and improving the people’s livelihoods. With his own strength, he saved the Great Qian Dynasty from collapse and ushered in a golden age of revival. Ten years ago, when turmoil broke out beyond the realm, Bai Mo went to the front lines and suffered grievous injuries. He thought he would return to court as a hero of Great Qian, welcomed home in triumph. But he never expected that ten years could change everything so completely. The Female Emperor grew to despise him. His senior sisters abandoned him. His parents had no place for him in their hearts. The newly arrived Ninth Celestial Master, who was also his younger brother, took everything that belonged to Bai Mo and replaced him. Even the demoness apprentice he had secretly taken in betrayed her master. When he awoke from his great dream, he was reborn. Bai Mo finally understood: those who are favored have nothing to fear. He refused to be some spineless simp! Cultivators like us should stand tall and live as we please. One letter of resignation, and a hundred-year dream came to an end. He cast aside the bonds of blood, choosing instead to belong to heaven and earth. After leaving the kingdom, Bai Mo soared to new heights. He shed his mortal body, fought peerless prodigies, slew evil demons, and established his own Great Dao. Just as Bai Mo and the demoness were thriving and enjoying a blissful life in the Demon Realm, the former Female Emperor, his senior sisters, and his parents began to regret everything, crying out for him to come back. Bai Mo shook his head. You only learn to cherish something after it’s gone? Love that comes too late is worthless as grass! Go back? And be their dog? The demoness replied: My husband has the ambition of a swan. How could you sparrows ever understand? Regret it? Too late!