The Matriarch Is an Ancestor of the Dao [Matriarchy]

He Lihen was ruthless and infamous, the foremost demonic cultivator under heaven. He defied convention and went against the natural order. He hated all women in the world, brazenly declared he would marry and have children, frequented brothels without restraint, and even killed his own mother, violating every moral principle. The righteous hated him, feared him, and reviled him. They plotted to kill him, and after countless hardships, finally rid themselves of this scourge. Who could have imagined that thirty years later, when the righteous sect leaders went to pay their respects to the Golden Immortal Ancestor, they would find this supposedly dead colossus of the demonic sect, heavily pregnant and clinging to the Ancestor, saying in a soft, sweet voice: "Mei Wenqing, my back hurts." A reclusive schoolteacher who fished and grew flowers at the foot of Nanshan in Shenzhou brought a half-dead man home, causing a stir throughout Baimei Academy. When He Lihen woke, he found himself trapped in this ordinary academy. His cultivation was gone, his meridians severed, and he needed to rest and recover. As he recuperated, he somehow ended up becoming Teacher Mei's husband. With complicated feelings, he could only demand of his wife, "You dare touch me? Do you even know who I am?" Mei Wenqing glanced at him and replied coolly, "Then do you know who I am?" [Reading Guide] 1. They are each other's first love. HE. Male pregnancy. 2. Neither the female lead nor the male lead is perfect; both have flaws. 3. Feel free to drop the story without telling me. Thanks for reading =3= Cover art thanks to @Chong Xiao Zhen. Find the original on Weibo. Click the cover to see the full-size image! Here's a new fantasy story in the works: How to Pluck a Flower from the Heights 1. There was no one who wasn't afraid of her name. Li Fei broke the Chain of Eternal Hatred, cleaved open the Demon Gate, shattered the Demon Pagoda, and burst through the barrier. After being sealed for three thousand years, she returned to the world. That night, the title of Demon Queen resounded through heaven and earth. Blood stained the sky, and the Six Realms became a living hell. From her throne of white bones, Li Fei gazed across the boundless mortal world and raised her sword in challenge. "Wunian Sword Venerable, three thousand years have passed. Is your head still there, waiting for me to cut it off?" 2. But Wunian Sword Venerable was dead. Her old enemy, who had once sealed her in the Demon Pagoda and imprisoned her in the Demon Gate, had perished in the Sea of Forgotten Dust long ago, after the demon had been sealed and peace restored to the world. The entire demonic clan searched and found only his reincarnation, named Xie Zhihan. Xie Zhihan wore plain Daoist robes. He was reserved and cold, like the moon above the mountains, or snow upon a branch, clear and radiant. Yet when Li Fei saw him, this snow on a branch had been tormented by the demonic clan's punishments until he was covered in wounds. Blood ran from his fingertips to the corners of his eyes, scarlet and burning, stirring the equally feverish blood in the Demon Queen's bones. She lifted Xie Zhihan's chin and smiled. "Wunian, I'll teach you how to bow your head to me." 3. The Penglai Daoist prodigy, admired and revered by every cultivator of the righteous path, became a prisoner in the Demon Palace. When they saw him again, Daoist Xie had his hair loose, was barefoot and thinly clad, held captive in the arms of that female demon, and serving her wine with his lips. Everyone was furious. Just as they were about to draw their swords and exterminate the demon, the Daoist endured the humiliation and asked quietly, "How can I persuade you to spare them and avoid more bloodshed?" Li Fei held his belt and whispered with a soft laugh, "Be good, darling. Give me another cup." My older stories are in my profile. Check the update dates before reading, and take a look at my upcoming stories while you're there. Kisses! Theme: Facing hardships with strength, finding your true heart, and discovering yourself.