Yangyang's Cognition, and Rage

No one knew that the process of World Destruction had already begun once.

Without any fierce battles, nor a scene of the entire world confronting the Great Demon King.

Before the world's end and other unknown outcomes were reached, the Director forcibly rewound the timelines of everyone in Supreme Heaven.

Heavenly Sword Peak.

The highest point.

Heavenly Sword Venerable was still in seclusion, immersed in the two theories he had established.

Suppress the Great Demon King's fighting spirit, and when the Great Demon King turns evil, he would personally eliminate him.

As the Time and Space Administration's number one administrator, he had boundless confidence in his combat power and recorded achievements, having never failed even once.

This was because he was not yet aware of the Great Demon King's intention to rule the world.

Otherwise, even if the Great Demon King hadn't turned evil.

He would have directly declared Plan A a failure and decisively activated the backup Plan B, forcibly physically annihilating the Great Demon King by uniting everyone in the world.

If he knew that time had already been reversed once by the Director, he would likely be so furious that he would challenge the Director to a decisive battle on the spot.

This was because he never believed his Plan B would fail.

Worrying that the Great Demon King might revive was one thing.

This was merely the underlying constraint for activating Plan A, and it had no fixed correlation with his confidence in Plan B.

Mid-mountain.

The person in black, Ye Qingxian, and Ye Xiaoyao were all unconscious.

The impact of reversing time was intense, and the others were the first to wake up, while those in the center remained unconscious the longest.

There was one place that had not been reversed.

The infant was still held in the arms of the person in black.

The High Priest was the first to wake up. Seeing that the Immortal Lord was in his arms, he decisively teleported away from Heavenly Sword Peak on the spot.

Suddenly, the infant opened its eyes and stared at the High Priest.

She couldn't speak yet, but her telepathic message was cold and indifferent, "Who allowed you to bring this sovereign out?"

The High Priest's heart jolted. "Immortal Lord, it was my decision. You will receive better resources at the Immortal Sect."

"I just took a look, and your talent is only at the level of a normal Prodigy. You can't compare to other Prodigies, so I..."

"Scram." The Immortal Lord's tone became even colder. "Send me back immediately, and then go accept your punishment."

"Do you know how painful it is for a mother, especially a mother who has just given birth, to lose her child?"

The mere thought of that tiny figure kneeling on the ground, crying heartbrokenly in despair, felt like a knife twisting in her blood-related heart.

Countless past memories flashed through her mind.

It was of a young girl who, despite facing countless hardships in life, would still smile and comfort herself late at night. Her countless self-talks when no one was around, she still remembered them clearly.

"Two more people cursed me today. I've put them in my little notebook."

After writing down their names, that person would also rest her head on the desk and mutter dejectedly, "Cub, tell me—is Mom a loser?"

Before, she hadn't been born and couldn't answer.

Now, she could.

You were never a loser.

Just a silly girl who was willing to swallow her pride, still holding onto hope for tomorrow, believing that the sun would eventually shine through.

The wind nearby grew gentler, and it seemed as if voices were still echoing in her ears.

"Cub, can you not talk?"

"You can't talk, but you can't kick me either."

A clear and crisp voice, with a hint of childish arrogance.

"Hmph~"

"Cub, even if you don't like it, you have to eat the same thing as me."

"Who told you I'm your mom."

The memories seemed to fade, and the Immortal Lord's eyes suddenly reddened.

After the last incident, Yangyang already knew.

She just wanted to survive, just wanted a glimmer of hope for life.

And today, there was another beast who wanted to snatch away her last hope.

As the daughter in Ye Xiaoyao's womb.

Only she knew her mother's true side.

She had never actually harmed anyone.

Even her revenge on Zhuge Yun was only because he had destroyed her Spirit Field, causing her to go hungry for a long time.

The punishment for others' constant mockery was more like a light joke; adding water to Spirit Stones would cause no substantial loss whatsoever.

This was a person who was still somewhat naive, and all she ever thought about was a dream of the future, fantasizing that she could rule the world, as if having such a belief could help her endure the hardships of the present.

And now, the future was gone, and her daughter was gone too.

She had thought of everything, how she would save money after giving birth to her daughter, how she would earn money to feed her daughter Spirit Rice, she had countless beautiful fantasies, but she never imagined that some beast would snatch her daughter away.

All of this--

was done by the Immortal Lord's former subordinate, who acted on his own accord and snatched her away.

How could the Immortal Lord accept this?

Her mind was now filled with that sentence echoing.

It was Ye Xiaoyao's hopeful image when facing a thief, clutching the Spirit Stone bag.

"Mommy snatched the Spirit Stones back again, now we have something to eat."

A mere few dozen Spirit Stones were someone's entire world.

How could she possibly calm down?

"Send me back immediately, and then go receive your punishment." The Immortal Lord was born cold-blooded, but in this life, she seemed to have developed other thoughts, feeling that having a mother was quite nice.

The High Priest remained silent. "As you command."

The Immortal Sect was the foremost Mo Sect, and the Immortal Lord held the death gate to everyone, controlling everyone's life and death.

In the courtyard.

A tiny infant was placed there.

As soon as the High Priest left Heavenly Sword Peak, he self-destructed into fragments.

The other men in black were teleported away simultaneously.

Ye Qingxian slowly opened her eyes, gazing at the young girl before her, and also at the infant in her arms.

After the Immortal Lord finished all this, her memories, along with her main consciousness, fell into a deep sleep.

A newborn infant was too weak; she would only awaken all her memories when she was at least half a year old.

It felt as if I had just gone through a nightmare, and I jolted awake, only to let out a sigh of relief when I confirmed my daughter was still there.

Due to the reversal of time, my perception was distorted. I only remembered that I had just given birth to my daughter and was about to show her to Qing Ye when I fell into a brief coma.

I immediately saw Ye Qingxian.

The next second, a scream echoed through the courtyard.

What is wrong with this person?

I secretly gave birth, so why is she here for the postpartum care?

She's simply--haunting.

A moment later, I calmed down.

Since today was the day I gave birth to my daughter and I was in a good mood, I wouldn't bicker with Ye Qingxian.

The sky seemed even clearer.

It was still evening, not yet completely dark, with the lingering sunlight feeling warm.

The ginkgo tree swayed continuously, and Ye Qingxian beneath it wore a helpless smile.

Qing Ye had already woken up and was quietly gazing at the figure in front of her.

For the moment, I had no mood to pay attention to anyone else. I reached out a small hand to gently touch the cub's face. So cute.

Her eyes weren't even open yet.

Her little face was as chubby as mine.

It's just that I don't know when she'll need to be fed.

The warmth of my daughter in my arms, with her slightly elevated temperature, seemed to permeate my very being.

I knew then that life would only get better.

Mmm-hmm~

The progress towards ruling the world has increased by another bar.

I'm just so wicked.

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