Supreme Violent Young Master

The current Chen Yuyang had already killed two corpses, if he was able to cut off his true self, the day of his entrance into the Dao wouldn't be too far off. Even after experiencing countless years of battle as a Lich, there would still be a good ending. However, if he could not break through the great Dao, then his life would be plunged into a sea of suffering and he would have to think more about where the Dao was.    

    

At the end of the day, this was not a war between countries, between Lich and gangs. Kung Fu was always outside of the battle. Within a year, if Chen Yuyang mastered it, then he would naturally win. If that didn't work, then the solution would be endless grief. Everything was related to the great Dao, the great Dao.    

    

It's easier said than done." A saint. The beginning of time. The end of time. The end of time. It was something that could be achieved, something that could not be sought after. It was an existence that was as old as the heavens and the earth, and as glorious as the sun and the moon. However, the current Chen Yuyang had already grasped a little bit of the way.    

    

He began to understand, he gradually understood what that crazy Daoist Hong Jun meant. The heavens' law is ruthless, the heavens' law, and all living creatures under the heavens' law are ants. If he could break the shackles of the Heavenly Dao and allow the Heavenly Dao to reveal a sliver of a loophole, then he could change history and the entire history of the continent.    

    

Hong Jun had told him at that time to follow his heart and do whatever he wanted. It was a kind of state of mind, an indescribable casualness. Once Chen Yuyang was able to break through the Heavenly Dao, he would have to go back to the prehistoric era and change some things. Some people, some history, and this history was exactly Hong Jun.    

    

Thinking about that, Chen Yuyang started to understand, a gold light flashed past his mind, as he recalled some things.    

    

That prehistoric scene, with mountains and rivers everywhere and the blue sky, had an indescribable beauty. The golden palace hung above the Nine Heavens, and the aura of primal chaos was constantly vibrating, emitting traces of mystery and majesty. The nine colored clouds in the sky continued to dance about, appearing extremely beautiful.    

    

The ancient palace was dazzling in gold and jade, and extremely luxurious. Above the palace, three words could be seen: Nuwa Imperial Palace. In front of the palace gates, a phoenix bloomed with colorful colors as it flew around without stopping, occasionally letting out a sharp cry. This palace had existed for who knows how many years. It could have been ten thousand years, it could have been countless years. And just like that, it stood quietly above the nine heavens.    

    

One day, two auspicious clouds floated by, and a man in a nine dragon robe appeared at the entrance of the palace, holding a small boy in tow. The man had a handsome face, a purplish golden crown on his head, and a kingly sword at his waist. His entire body was exuding a grand and righteous aura with boundless golden light.    

    

The man's refined smile was very real, very real. He said to the sky, "Celestial Child Jin Ming, please inform us that the Demon Emperor Di Jun requests to see Mother Nuwa!"    

    

The little boy stood under the man and seemed to be very mischievous as he continued to play with the man's Nine Dragons Robe. Laughing happily, he said in a childish voice, "Father, your clothes are so beautiful. When Little Ten is older, I'll give it to Little Ten.    

    

Looking at his naughty son, Di Jun lovingly stroked his little head and replied: "Alright, alright!"    

    

The little boy chuckled once again, as if he was a child who had obtained candy. He was very mischievous and cute! The phoenix that was flying in the sky finally descended, transforming into a young woman dressed in gorgeous palace attire. Her face had a hint of shyness, and she said with a blessings, "Greetings Demon Emperor Your Majesty, Your Majesty Jin An!"    

    

"Jin Ming, no need to be so courteous, is the Empress in the palace?" Di Jun asked.    

    

Jin Ming giggled, his smile like a flower as he said, "I'm here, waiting for His Majesty to reply!"    

    

With that, Jin Ming brought Di Jun and the tiny Tenth Prince of the Golden Crow into the Emperor of Nuwa Palace. The palace was huge. There was a clear spring, a pool of water, and all sorts of rare items. It was as if the little Tenth Prince of the Golden Crow had arrived in heaven. When he saw something new, he would touch it and let out a giggle. This doll-like face, in addition to its adorable appearance, caused Jin Ming to cover his mouth and laugh incessantly.    

    

After walking for an unknown amount of time, they finally arrived at the main hall of the Nuwa Imperial Palace. Opening the palace door, a lady in plain clothes was currently passing an exquisite pastry at the corner of her lips, smiling as she stared at Di Jun and his son. A pair of red lips opened and closed as she giggled while looking at the tiny Tenth Prince of the Golden Crow. Her voice was like silver bells ringing.    

    

Jin Ming respectfully entered and greeted, "Empress, His Majesty the Demon Emperor has arrived!"    

    

The girl tidied her clothes before smiling slightly, as if she was looking back at her with a charming smile. It was not the first time Di Jun had seen the Demon Clan Saint Nuwa, but the beauty was beautiful and pure. Every time he saw her, it would make Di Jun's heart tremble. Perhaps this was related to one's cultivation.    

    

Back when Nuwa had yet to become a saint, Di Jun only thought that this woman was very beautiful, but she could never shake his mind.    

    

Nuwa 'delicate eyebrows trembled. She jokingly said, "Jin Ming, you damned little girl. Are you looking at the Demon Emperor in a trance again today?" Jin Ming immediately lowered his head. His eyes continuously flickered, and his face flushed like a peach. Mother Nuwa let out a charming laugh. "Stupid girl, can you really hide your little thoughts from me? If you are willing, I'll tell Di Jun and ask him to take you in like a harem. "    

    

Jin Ming moaned, "The Empress has really made fun of me. How could I have such thoughts!"    

    

Even though he said that, Jin Ming's eyes continued to sway, watching Di Jun's reaction from time to time. Di Jun, on the other hand, looked like he hadn't done anything wrong. Seeing that these two weren't people to be trifled with, Nuwa was in high spirits. She waved her hand and said, "You can leave first. I have something to discuss with the Demon Emperor!"    

    

"Yes!" Jin Ming nodded his head as he slowly retreated with a flushed face. However, her phoenix eyes never left Di Jun's.    

    

Seeing Jin Ming leave, Di Jun stepped forward while holding the small Golden Crow Tenth Prince's hand, "Greetings, Empress.    

    

This was the first time the little golden crow had seen Nuwa, and children always told the truth. He couldn't help but pout his lips, not caring that his father was being so respectful to this beautiful big sister of his. "Father, this big sister is so beautiful! Why should he wish this sister of his, Sheng Yue Wujiang, the best? "Elder sister looks so young!"    

    

At this moment, Di Jun really wanted to throw this brat out of the Nuwa Imperial Palace. He broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly apologized, "Empress, you have redeemed yourself, you have redeemed yourself, and your son has railed and offended you. I beg of you ?"    

    

Without waiting for Di Jun to finish speaking, Nuwa gently waved her hand at the little Tenth Prince of the Golden Crow Clan, and then, Liu Ye frowned and asked, "Di Jun, if you're talking nonsense, then tell me what this cute little Golden Crow just said."    

    

"This ?" Di Jun didn't dare to say anything. Nuwa looked at Di Jun's defeated expression and smiled, before teasing him once more, "Don't tell me I'm not pretty? Or am I not young? "    

    

"This ?" Di Jun was still stuttering, he did not know what to say.    

    

The Nuwa saw that although Di Jun had a good skin, he didn't seem to have any sense of humor, or perhaps it was more accurate to say that he had no sense of humor at all. He hugged the tiny Tenth Prince of the Golden Crow into his arms and kissed him, saying, "Little fellow, you said earlier that big sister was beautiful, big sister was very happy. Don't learn from your royal father, you don't understand the slightest bit of love, that way girls will not like it, you hear me! "    

    

The Tenth Prince of the Golden Crow nodded his head, as if he understood something. Suddenly, he said something that made Di Jun frightened to the point that he almost lost his life, "Big sister, you're really so beautiful, even more beautiful than my mother. When you're ten, can you marry me?"    

    

In the entire prehistoric land, the only person who dared to say these words to Nuwa was truly unborn. Now, seeing a little child brazenly propose to him, even though she was a saint, Nuwa was different from those who had cut off corpses to become saints. She had already become a saint through virtue, so her personality was always one of unrestrained and flirtatious nature.    

    

Ever since she was born, this naughty kid in front of her was the first one to propose to her. This caused Nuwa to feel a hint of pride and pride in her heart. Saints and saints were actually no different from mortals; they were both saints and humans. They have all human emotions. Otherwise, why would the saints covet it and fight for it?    

    

Why do we have to be shameless and compete for face? People like me who forget about love are just a little bit out of the ordinary among saints.    

    

However, the words of the little Golden Crow Crown Prince caused Di Jun to jump in fright. Licking his dry lips nonstop, Di Jun truly did not feel that his lips were this dry in that moment. A sense of powerlessness involuntarily arose as he angrily berated: "Evil creature, Divine Empress, how can you be blasphemous! Hurry up and apologize! "    

    

The tiny Tenth Prince of the Golden Crow, although small, was still very stubborn. "Royal father, I am just speaking the truth. Why must you apologize?"    

    

As he spoke, the tiny Tenth Prince of the Golden Crow turned around and pouted, as if he had lost his temper. He felt displeased. Seeing that, Di Jun was about to take action. Unexpectedly, Nuwa was enraged and waved her hand, saying, "Impudent! Di Jun, what kind of place do you think this is?! How can you be so unruly?!"    

    

Di Jun was not a child after all, so the Nuwa did not have much tolerance towards him. Furthermore, this person was extremely boring, so the Nuwa did not like him a lot when she saw him. Talking to him, I will either be guilty, or I will beg the Empress to atone for my sins.    

    

Now, after so much effort, there's finally someone who doesn't care about his status and dares to cause trouble with me. How could Nuwa possibly let him go?" In the past, before she had become a saint, Nuwa had been a famous little witch in the demonworld, like an elf. Playing everywhere, even the older brother, Fuxi, felt a bit bad, always wiping her butt.    

    

Now that he had become a saint, he naturally had to restrain himself. However, deep down, he still acted like a little girl. From her conversation with Jin Ming, it seemed to be a conversation between a big sister and a little girl. The tragedy was, after becoming a saint, his elder brother actually started bowing and bowing when he saw him. His two close friends from back then, Di Jun, were also too cautious.    

    

This made her feel extremely bored. Adding to that, the current Di Jun did not dare to mess around with her like she did in the past. She was extremely respectful to him, which made her hate him. However, this little Tenth Prince of the Golden Crow was unusually daring and was very interested in his own appetite. It was just that his previous words had been a bit too rash.    

    

Seeing Nuwa angry, Di Jun immediately said, "Please atone for your sins, Empress!"    

    

Nuwa pursed her lips, ignoring him. In her heart, she said, "That phrase again ? it's so annoying!"    

    

Thinking up to here, Nuwa no longer bothered with Di Jun, but instead giggled at the little Golden Crow, "Kid, big sis is way older than you. Do you really want to marry big sister?"    

    

The tiny crown prince nodded seriously, seeming to say seriously, "Yes, yes!"    

    

Gently biting her finger, Nuwa gave a few chuckles, then pointed at the little fellow's nose with her lily-white hand and said, "Kid, you really do love me. However, to marry an elder sister, you have to become a saint. Can you do that? Otherwise, Big Sis won't marry you! "