Mammalian Milk

There were still many things to attend to after giving birth.

"Let me help you."

I rolled my eyes internally but politely declined Ye Qingxian's offer.

What a joke.

I was about to feed the Cub, and she expected to just stand there and watch?

The lingering feeling of lingering fear still echoed in my heart.

Only by holding my little dumpling close could I feel a little more at ease.

I had a feeling something had just happened.

I pushed Ye Qingxian, who looked a bit displeased, out of the Cave Mansion.

I kindly stuffed Qing Ye with a few Spirit Stones and told her to remember to tend to her injuries.

The Junior Sister's gentle tone, as she chatted and laughed with Qing Ye, stung Ye Qingxian a little.

Even though these two were both me, why did this sour feeling arise!

Ye Qingxian and Qing Ye exchanged a glance.

Sometimes, the atmosphere when one was alone could be quite strange.

Ye Qingxian was never someone who didn't think.

She knew she shouldn't be in this place, and even more so, she knew that when everyone thought something was perfectly reasonable, it was often the most bizarre situation.

Therefore, a hint of gloom appeared in her eyes.

What exactly happened just now?

The Junior Sister shouldn't have finished giving birth so early. Could someone have altered everyone's perception?

The former Immortal Lord, now Ye Daoyan, Yangyang.

It was different from the usual understanding of rebirth.

You couldn't say Yangyang was the Immortal Lord's second life.

Because Yangyang awakened her past life memories when she was seven months old.

So.

It should be said that the Immortal Lord was Yangyang's previous life.

These two sounded the same, but there was a clear hierarchical relationship.

Yangyang came first, the Immortal Lord came second.

This was why she could unconditionally tolerate her mother.

For example, the countless subordinates of the Immortal Sect, weren't they just a pile of expendable resources in her memory, ready to be used at any time?

This time, many subordinates were killed, leaving the Immortal Sect severely weakened.

But it was not a major issue.

Because Yangyang did not intend to directly inherit the Immortal Sect's subordinates.

Her death in her previous life was rather tragic, with countless enemies.

The Myriad Dao Sect was comparable to the ancient Wuya Sect, and few dared to provoke them easily.

Taking over the remnants of the Immortal Sect's territory was equivalent to inheriting all her past enemies.

It was fine to use the Immortal Sect's people in secret, but openly returning to be the Immortal Lord was something Yangyang had never even considered.

Back in the room, I took off my clothes and looked at my own daughter, who had woken up a while ago and was blinking at me, giggling foolishly.

Looking at myself, I could only suppress my shame and pick up my daughter.

The touch of life's continuation made me marvel at the wonder of life, and the subtle sense of responsibility born from the flutterings of a new mother made my movements subconsciously gentle.

This was my first time giving birth.

The content in the childbirth manual clearly covered almost everything.

I was at least a small intellectual who had attended middle school once, so I wouldn't not recognize a few words.

It was my first time feeding the Cub.

The book called this "initiating lactation." I didn't know how to describe it, but I just followed the instructions.

There probably wouldn't be much breast milk.

Less was fine, at least it would save some money and I wouldn't have to consume so much Spirit Milk.

I yawned, feeling utterly exhausted from giving birth.

The Cub kept staring at me, and I didn't know what she wanted.

She would cry if she was hungry, and since she wasn't crying now, I classified it as not hungry yet and ignored her little gaze for the time being.

I tidied up the messy bed, placed her on the other side of the bed, and as soon as my head touched the pillow, I fell into a deep sleep from exhaustion.

Seeing that her mother had fallen asleep, little Yangyang suddenly stretched out her tiny hand and poked the face of the figure beside her.

It could only be said that she was worthy of inheriting the Female Protagonist's talent. Even as a newborn infant, she already displayed something special. Not only did she not cry or fuss, but she was also very intelligent. Knowing that her mother was sleeping, she retracted her chubby little hands, opened her large, round eyes, and stared at the ceiling, observing it repeatedly. Finally, when she got tired of playing, she fell asleep on her own.

Five hours passed.

To be precise, I was woken up by the little one's movements. As soon as she saw me open my eyes, she immediately stretched out her arms and made cooing sounds.

I couldn't stand being disturbed, so I took out the Spirit Milk I had prepared, fed her a little, and then she tilted her head and fell asleep again.

I'm very sleepy right now and just want to sleep.

Ideally, no one should disturb me.

I didn't even have time to look at the system interface.

After Yangyang ate, she stopped crying and was diligently trying to roll over beside me.

At such a young age, she could already think about things.

It's just that she couldn't speak yet.

Her mother was already very tired and naturally hadn't taken meticulous care of her.

She could wait for her mother to wake up before eating.

With this thought, the little one finally felt a little less sad.

Don't let her small size fool you; she actually has a big temper.

Didn't you see that even before she was born, she dared to spar with Ye Xiaoyao through the layer of her mother's belly using her little feet?

The next day, the sky brightened.

I had slept soundly. As soon as I stretched, I noticed that the little one had peed on my bed.

Fortunately.

I had already used the Cultivation World's diapers. I simply used the most convenient Purification Technique, and it immediately transformed into a reusable divine weapon.

"Eee-yah." She stared, blinking her eyes, as if babbling.

I didn't understand what she was saying, so I assumed she was hungry again. I had no choice but to pick her up and personally feed her some milk.

"Eee-yah, eee-yah, cough, cough, cough."

The little one seemed unwilling to drink.

As a result, she choked on the milk. I reached out to pat her back.

Slap--

The little one, who had just been choking badly, was constantly wiping her mouth with her little hands. At the same time, she raised her other little hand and patted my arm.

It wasn't a hard slap, but it was very crisp.

I was stunned.

I—was I just hit?

"Eee-yah, eee-yah." She continued to wave her arms at me, as if accusing me of something.

"Hungry... again?" I tilted my head and took out another milk bottle. "Let's try a different flavor."

Seeing the milk bottle I was holding, the little one's mouth pouted.

Waaah— Her cry almost shook the heavens.

I fumbled around.

No, what does she want?

Can't she just speak directly?

If this continues, I'll want to cry too.

Seeing my bewildered helplessness, the little one sniffled and stopped crying. She just kept babbling and extending her arms towards me.

"Hungry... again?"

Before I could finish speaking, I saw her mouth start to pucker.

The wisdom of the Great Demon King was returning!

Wait—

She doesn't just want me to hold her, does she?

I picked her up, half-believing, half-doubting. The entire world finally fell silent. Yangyang smiled sweetly in my arms, her little hands playing with the decorations on my clothes.

I ignored my daughter for the moment.

I gradually became serious. Pursuing my ambitions is important.

After all, I am a Demon Lord who only wishes to rule the world.

I absolutely cannot forget my mission. I immediately opened the system panel to check my improved talents.