I, the Demon Lord, the number one killer in the world of cultivation, am changing the diaper of a baby.
My diapers turned white from washing, I saved money for milk powder by hunting low-level monsters, and my neighbor's aunt always thought I was "a man who can't take care of a child."
I endured it. After all, I have lost all my cultivation, my memory is incomplete, and all I have left is this crumpled little thing.
But I never expected——
This little kid cried, and the mountain guard formation of the sect next door cracked.
He sneezed, and all the monsters within a hundred miles fell to their knees.
The first time he called me "Daddy", he turned the old Yuanying monster who was chasing me into ashes.
The whole world of cultivation is looking for "the monster with the disaster star", but I held the soft little dumpling in my arms and thought seriously about a question:
——What is the background of this child?
——Also, he took a bite of my sword yesterday, and the sword seemed to... Recognize him as its master?
