"Others cultivate immortality, I cultivate demon."
"No, you fix me."
Ling Qingchen, the last stunning young master of the Spiritual Clan, has a delicate body and a noble body, and is notorious.
There is a taciturn servant Mo Yan beside him. He is strong and loyal. He is his sharpest knife and the most obedient dog.
The young master is arrogant and willful, often beating, scolding and humiliating:
"Kneel down, I didn't ask you to get up."
"This medicine is hot, so boil it again."
Everyone said that Mo Yan would be tortured to death by him sooner or later.
No one knew that every night, Ling Qingchen had to draw on the power of his servants to suppress the bloodline uprising.
All of his "humiliations" were carefully designed for protection.
He thought this was a secret taming, and he was the only player.
Until the night when his family was destroyed, he tried to force the contract, but he was faced with a pair of demon eyes that had completely awakened and were full of resentment for thousands of years.
Mo Yan easily tore up the master-servant contract and imprisoned him in a forbidden area. His fingertips scratched his trembling neck and whispered like poison:
"Master, when you sucked in my demonic energy to survive, did you ever think about-"
"Who's whose dog?"
#He thought he was training a dog, but he was actually raising a demon #
#I relied on the power of my enemies to survive those years#
# Demonlord restored his memory and slaughtered the whole world for me#
Intention: Real strength comes from breaking the shackles of fate and reconciling with the true self.