The Demon Lord Is Carrying the Immortal Venerable’s Child

When the demonic fiend Chi Lu died, the fire that would destroy the Demon Realm had already been burning for thirty days.

The last thing he saw before death was Gu Yu's white-robed figure, coldly walking away from him.

Gu Yu, the lofty Immortal Venerable revered by the many immortal sects.

The very person the demonic fiend had loved with all his heart.

When Chi Lu opened his eyes again, he was reborn.

Back before the Demon Realm was slaughtered, he thought with bitter resolve: In this life, I will never fall in love with Gu Yu again.

He carved out his heart and offered it as a sacrifice at the Divine Demon Altar, cutting away that ridiculous affection. Then he swore a blood oath to avenge his clan's destruction.

For at last, he understood one thing:

Demons and cultivators have always been mortal enemies.

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Before the Red Lotus Karmic Pool, thunder crashed and lightning flashed. The curved blade in Chi Lu's hand pierced the Immortal Venerable's shoulder bone, staining his white robes crimson.

Chi Lu gripped Gu Yu by the throat and ground out hoarsely, "Haven't you always wanted to kill me? Why aren't you fighting back?"

Gu Yu looked at him, his voice calm. "Didn't you also turn your blade aside at the last moment, when you were about to stab me through the heart?"

Chi Lu had never been so furious. Staring at that beautiful face, he was seized by a wicked impulse.

I will make this aloof Immortal Venerable, admired by all, suffer humiliation and torment.

I will make those always-calm dark eyes shed tears, and make that proud, heartless man kneel and beg me.

The lotus cave was plunged into darkness and chaos for ten whole days.

Chi Lu came out clutching his aching waist, then angrily burned every red lotus in the Karmic Pool with a burst of demonic fire.

"..."

What Immortal Venerable? Gu Yu was clearly a lunatic.

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Recently, Chi Lu's demonic energy had been flowing poorly. He could also feel a clump of spiritual energy gathering in his abdomen.

Immortal Venerable Gu Yu was meditating in seclusion when the barrier outside his immortal hall was blasted open.

The demonic fiend stormed in, curved blade in hand, and roared, "Why am I pregnant!?"

Chi Lu tried every possible way to get rid of the abomination in his belly.

But he was trapped in the immortal hall, where Gu Yu protected the child with spiritual energy every night.

"Stop struggling."

Gu Yu's calm voice came from beside the bed.

"This is my child, too."

[Beautiful, powerful, tragic, aloof flower of the high peaks, mad Immortal Venerable gong x Short-tempered, prickly, tsundere demonic fiend shou]

At the sacred Divine Demon Altar, Chi Lu was surrounded by the many immortal sects, but Gu Yu stood in their way.

The Immortal Venerable was pierced through the heart by countless blades on the spot.

After living again, Chi Lu discovered that Gu Yu had changed.

When they shared a pillow late at night, Gu Yu would gently kiss his forehead.

But after sacrificing his heart at the Divine Demon Altar, Chi Lu had lost the ability to love anyone.

The day Gu Yu died at the altar, he thought:

At last, I have avenged my great hatred.

Reading Guide

1. Updated daily! Comments on individual chapters are open to everyone~

2. The gong is a restrained, patient kind of lunatic, the quiet, bottled-up sort.

3. The setting is fictional, with some original worldbuilding.

4. Not a traditional pregnancy story.

5. Don't worry, one-on-one romance, happy ending.

6. This is the kind of melodramatic angst I love. I wrote it for myself, and it's a satisfying indulgence.

[Captured on 2023/04/07]

Here's a preview of an upcoming novel~ A sweet historical danmei story, "Disciple, You've Got It All Wrong!"

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Elder Feng Li of Xuanhe Prefecture lusted after men and violated all moral principles, plotting against his own chief disciple. When his advances were rejected, he turned hateful, tormenting the disciple and committing every manner of wicked deed. At last, just as he coveted the disciple's spiritual root and planned to cut it out, he was beheaded with a single strike. His body vanished without a trace.

Though he possessed peerless beauty, he was cursed by the world and branded the "Longyang Elder," leaving behind a stench that would last for ten thousand years.

"Serves him right!"

After binge-reading the whole story, Feng Li remarked, "Good thing his head came off," then closed his eyes. When he opened them again...

In a cold pool, Lu Zi'an was meditating and cultivating. Bare-chested, he used his own flesh to withstand the freezing water. His waist was slim and strong, his muscles smooth and defined.

The original Feng Li had taken advantage of the roar of the waterfall to sneak over, and was reaching out with lecherous intentions

Feng Li had transmigrated into the book.

Feng Li: ?

Feng Li: !

From the start, he was already groping him. He's doomed QAQ

·

Lu Zi'an had stayed up all night to finish a wildly popular male-oriented novel. Its protagonist was a heaven-defying genius with an exceptional constitution, who trained relentlessly and kept leveling up. Dashing and valiant, he slayed demons and monsters all the way, adored and pursued by countless men and women.

But the protagonist had a morally corrupt master.

Lu Zi'an woke up one morning and had transmigrated into a book.

Why was he sitting in water cold enough to kill him, without a shirt on?

Why was there a suspiciously furtive person in ancient-style clothes in front of him?

The corners of that person's eyes drooped slightly. His skin was fine and pale, his nose delicately upturned, and his looks were exquisite.

A slender hand was stroking his waist.

Their eyes met.

"..."

Feng Li, who had just transmigrated into the book and hadn't had time to escape: Weren't you supposed to be meditating?

To keep his head from being chopped off, Feng Li examined himself three times a day:

Did I fulfill my duties as an elder today?

Did I avoid making eye contact with Lu Zi'an today?

Did I stay at least 50 cm away from Lu Zi'an today?

To protect himself, Lu Zi'an kept a wary eye on Feng Li's every move.

In the original story, Elder Feng Li would pretend to get drunk at immortal sect banquets, then seize the chance to fall into his arms.

The Feng Li before him: Didn't touch a drop.

In the original story, Elder Feng Li would deliberately take his hand while teaching him swordplay.

The Feng Li before him: Pointed things out with a bamboo branch, standing five meters away.

In the original story, whenever they went down the mountain on a mission, Elder Feng Li insisted on sharing a room with Lu Zi'an.

The Feng Li before him: Whenever they went down the mountain on a mission, Feng Li insisted on having a room to himself.

But when luck was against them, the inn sometimes had only one room available.

Feng Li would doze off outside it, dark circles under his eyes.

Lu Zi'an: ?

Something's fishy.

But strangely, whenever Lu Zi'an was supposed to take the blame, Feng Li would take it for him.

When Lu Zi'an was injured, Feng Li didn't come to see him. He simply ordered someone to bring him the best medicine and carefully arranged for a junior disciple to bandage his wounds.

Feng Li would even secretly ask the junior disciple behind his back, "Is Zi'an feeling better today?"

·

Feng Li thought he was doing a meticulous job of avoiding Lu Zi'an.

But for some reason, Lu Zi'an's gaze was growing stranger and stranger...

Reading Guide

· Lu Zi'an is the gong, and he talks himself into falling in love.

· A sweet romance. They are each other's first in both body and heart. One-on-one, happy ending.

Theme: All hardships can be overcome, and in the end, the dawn will come.