No demons in all realms

Chapter 1 Divine Wisdom

As the setting sun dipped below the horizon, crimson clouds filled the sky, as if the entire heavens had been ignited by divine fire, burning through half of the sea of ​​clouds.

The surface of the Canglan River reflected the crimson glow of the sunset, and amidst the shimmering waves, it seemed as if a golden crow had fallen into the river, attracting pedestrians on both banks to stop and marvel.

On the riverbank, a beautiful couple walked side by side. The man wore a blue robe with an ancient jade pendant at his waist. His face was refined, but his eyes were deep and unfathomable, as if they held the brilliance of stars. The woman was dressed in white, with exquisitely beautiful features and an aura like that of a celestial being.

Wherever the two went, passersby couldn't help but turn their heads and whisper among themselves.

"It's Sect Master Xia Lang and Princess Jiang Liyan from Wanjian Manor!" Someone recognized the two, their eyes filled with awe.

Just then, a young man with a sword at his waist stepped through the air and landed in front of the two. He bowed respectfully and said, "Sect Leader Xia, Princess Jiang, my master, True Man Huang Tao, has sent me to deliver this invitation. He sincerely invites Sect Leader Xia to his birthday banquet in seven days so that we may share a drink together."

Xia Lang's eyes flickered slightly, and he said calmly, "Go back and tell Old Ghost Huang that I will go."

Upon hearing this, a strange light flashed in the young man's eyes, but he quickly concealed it, cupped his hands, and said, "This disciple takes his leave." With that, he leaped into the air and transformed into a streak of sword light, disappearing into the distance.

"I heard that Sect Master Xia severed Elder Huang Tao's spiritual root with a single sword strike ten years ago. How dare he attend his birthday banquet now?" another person whispered, his tone carrying a hint of respect.

After the young man left, Jiang Liyan frowned slightly: "Husband, Huang Tao's cultivation was crippled by you back then, but now he has actually returned to the Qi Transformation Realm. I'm afraid there's something fishy going on."

Xia Lang stood with his hands behind his back, gazing into the distance: "It's alright, a mere Qi Transformation Realm cultivator can't cause any trouble." His tone was calm, yet it exuded an air of unwavering confidence.

The two continued their stroll along the river. Suddenly, Jiang Liyan's eyes narrowed: "Husband, look at the river!"

Xia Lang looked in the direction she pointed and saw a black bundle floating upstream in the middle of the river, seemingly possessing a spirit as it drifted toward the shore.

"Interesting!" Xia Lang chuckled, his figure flashed, and he stepped into the void, arriving at the center of the river in a few steps. He reached out and picked up the bundle. The bundle was surprisingly heavy in his hand, faintly emitting a strange fluctuation.

Back on shore, Jiang Liyan curiously approached and asked, "What's inside?"

Xia Lang slowly opened the bundle, and the two of them were both stunned—inside the bundle was a baby who was about two or three months old!

The baby was sleeping peacefully when disturbed. It slowly opened its eyes, and a galaxy seemed to flow deep within its clear pupils. The baby neither cried nor fussed, but simply looked at the two of them curiously, and suddenly grinned.

"What an adorable baby!" Jiang Liyan couldn't help but reach out and pinch the baby's little face. The baby's face turned slightly red, but it wasn't annoyed. Instead, it reached out its little hand and grabbed Jiang Liyan's finger.

"Ouch...!" Perhaps it hurt from being pinched too much, the baby let out a soft cry, her little face flushed, pouting her little mouth to show her dissatisfaction, then smiling at the two of them, her adorable appearance making the couple marvel.

"This little guy is so intelligent," Jiang Liyan thought with delight.

Xia Lang's gaze narrowed slightly: "This child is born with innate wisdom and is indeed full of intelligence."

Jiang Liyan liked the baby more and more as she looked at it, then turned to Xia Lang: "Husband, this baby..."

Xia Lang understood what she meant and nodded, saying, "Since we are destined to meet, let's take it back."

Having received Xia Lang's answer, Jiang Liyan picked up the baby, poked the little one's soft, chubby face, and teased him with a delighted expression, "Little baby, where are you from? Come home with me, okay? I'll treat you to the best baby milk in the world..."

The little child seemed to understand what the woman was saying, blinking his big eyes and making "Eeya, eeya—!" sounds, waving his arms and legs as if expressing his own thoughts.

Xia Lang was somewhat moved and suddenly said, "This child has extraordinary talent and is a good candidate for cultivation. If he cultivates with me, he will surely achieve great things in the future."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Liyan immediately hugged the baby tightly: "No! Xiao Yao only reached the seventh level of the Solidification Realm after four years of your teaching. My cultivation level isn't bad either. I want to raise this child myself!"

Xia Lang didn't give up, frowning as he continued to argue, "Xiao Yao is our child, so she must have inherited our talent for cultivation. But when Xiao Yao was a few months old, she didn't have even half of this baby's intelligence..."

"I don't care!" Jiang Liyan interrupted, "This child is mine anyway!"

"Hmm... Ee-ee... Ya-ya...!" The little baby cried out softly, breaking the stalemate between the two. He raised his chubby little hand and pointed his finger at Jiang Liyan.

Xia Lang was taken aback, then smiled wryly: "Fine, since he chose you, then you can raise him." Xia Lang knew that one could not force such a naturally gifted person, otherwise the effect would only be counterproductive.

Jiang Liyan was playing with the baby when she suddenly touched something hidden in his swaddling clothes. Her expression changed drastically: "Husband, look...!" She swallowed and stared straight at Xia Lang.

She took three magical artifacts from the baby's arms—a storage ring, a storage bracelet, and a storage necklace. Each artifact emitted a faint spatial fluctuation, and its surface was engraved with intricate runes.

"This...this is a top-grade Earth-rank spatial artifact!" Xia Lang's pupils constricted. "It would require at least an eighth-rank blacksmith to forge, how could it appear on an infant?"

What is a spatial artifact? A spatial artifact requires spatial attributes and must be a mid-grade immortal artifact crafted by at least an eighth-grade blacksmith—a requirement that is merely the threshold for a low-grade storage bag. A storage artifact with such energy and exquisite craftsmanship as this little child's possession must at least be a high-grade earth-rank artifact. Such an artifact shouldn't exist in this human realm, yet this little child possesses it, undoubtedly adding another layer of mystery to the child's origins.

Even more astonishingly, the baby pulled out a piece of cloth from its bosom, covered with writing:

"This child, Youyang, was born in the celestial realm. Due to unspeakable difficulties, he had no choice but to do this. Perhaps this is a form of protection for the child."

He has no cultivation since birth, making it difficult for him to survive in the Heavenly Realm. My wife and I have been repeatedly hunted down, so being sent to the mortal realm may be the best outcome for him. As his birth mother, I can only give birth to him, but I cannot watch him grow up healthy and strong. This is undoubtedly the most painful thing for a mother.

We don't expect him to be exceptionally outstanding; we only hope he can grow up happily. Although his precociousness surprised everyone, it also destined him to achieve extraordinary things in the future.

However, our greatest wish is for him to be healthy and well, and we hope that whoever found the child will treat him kindly. We have kept one thousand mid-grade spirit stones in our storage ring as funds for his upbringing…”

Xia Lang and Jiang Liyan exchanged a glance, both seeing the shock in each other's eyes.

"The Celestial Realm... mid-grade spirit stones..." Jiang Liyan's voice trembled slightly, "Even in the Celestial Realm, the number of forces that can casually produce a thousand mid-grade spirit stones is extremely limited!"

Xia Lang pondered for a moment: "We'll only take three spirit stones; the rest we'll leave to him. This boy has an extraordinary background; since we've decided to adopt him, we must treat him with care."

Three mid-grade spirit stones—what does that mean? Spirit stones aren't from the human realm; they're the currency of the celestial realm, and even in the human realm, they're extremely rare cultivation resources. The common currency in the human realm is called spiritual energy coins, and there's never been a record of mid-grade spirit stones being sold there.

The Tianqi Dynasty once auctioned off low-grade spirit stones, which were eventually sold for 60 million spirit energy coins. However, in the Celestial Realm, the energy of a mid-grade spirit stone is equivalent to that of a thousand low-grade spirit stones. Its value is far beyond a thousandfold; it is truly priceless and unavailable.

Jiang Liyan nodded, looked down at the baby in her arms, and whispered, "Youyang...from now on, you are my child."

The baby blinked, then suddenly grinned. The smile was pure and innocent, yet it sent a shiver down their spines.