The Heavenly Demon is Tragic

Feng Yunjie's wrists trembled uncontrollably.

He stared at Du Ge in horror, his expression as if he'd seen a ghost—this shock was even stronger than when he'd first watched Feng Qi's facial wounds heal on their own.

It took a long moment before he snapped out of it, a flicker of fear flashing in his eyes as he stammered, "Seventh Master, your... isn't your strength growing... a bit too fast?"

At that moment.

He finally understood Feng Shiren's worry—the Heavenly Demon's growth was too rapid; would they really be able to control Feng Qi in the future?

"All thanks to the Patriarch's wisdom. If the Patriarch hadn't made up his mind to change, my strength wouldn't have grown this fast." Du Ge swung his fists a few times, savoring the thrill of becoming a superhuman. "Speaking of which, suddenly having this much power feels a bit strange! Your hands—are they alright? I couldn't hold back just now..."

Only then did Feng Yunjie feel the sharp pain in his wrists, as if they were broken. Wincing, he rubbed them while keeping his eyes fixed on Du Ge, his mind blank. In less than an hour, from a severely injured man to someone with boundless strength nearly matching his ten years of hard training—it was utterly outrageous.

"Seventh Master, is it possible for a human to become a Heavenly Demon?" Feng Yunlu asked, his envy practically dripping as he looked on with hopeful eyes.

"Probably not." Du Ge glanced at him, a trace of melancholy in his voice. "Fourth Young Master, you only see my growth, not the suffering I've endured. Heavenly Demons are born in the barren Demon Realm, spending their whole lives waiting for a rift in space to appear.

When they finally get a rift and break out of the Demon Realm, they still face the risk of Soul Possession. Choose the wrong target, and one misstep means death. If they're lucky enough to succeed, they must work hard to maintain their Keyword, not daring to take a single wrong step.

If they encounter good opportunities, they might grow. If not, what awaits them is still utter annihilation. This time, if I hadn't shared a room with Feng Jiu, with no one to protect, gravely wounded, I'd probably have died along with Feng Qi's fading life before long, and the world would never have known a Heavenly Demon had passed through..."

As he spoke, Du Ge seemed to understand what those rapidly vanishing numbers meant.

Nine times out of ten, they were failed possessions.

Getting kicked out of the Simulation Field at the start due to possession—the Simulation Field seemed different from what he'd imagined; it probably wasn't just a simple game...

Feng Yunlu pursed his lips and said sourly, "Even so, your growth is too fast. If I could grow this quickly without all the hard training in martial arts, I'd take any risk!"

Du Ge knew his lightning-fast growth had aroused suspicion among the Feng family. Suspicion was bad for teamwork and bad for his growth—he had to dispel their wariness quickly. His gaze swept over them as he asked, "Fourth Young Master, have you ever thought about what would happen if I failed to protect the Feng family in this chaotic world?"

"What would happen?" Feng Yunjie asked.

"If one falls, all fall; if one rises, all rise. If the Feng family declines because of me, that means my protection has failed, and I'll weaken along with it, at everyone's mercy." Du Ge sighed, scanning them. "In this regard, you humans have the advantage. The skills you master—martial arts, Internal Energy—they're always your own, unchanging with external circumstances. So don't envy me. Heavenly Demons are pitiful. If I could, I'd rather be human, succeeding through my own efforts. The constraints on us are too great..."

Hearing this.

The three Feng brothers breathed a sigh of relief in unison.

They couldn't help but believe him.

After all.

They'd watched Feng Qi change with every shift in the family's decisions, and witnessed Feng Jiu recover by eating.

It couldn't be that the Heavenly Demon's attributes only bound Feng Jiu and not Feng Qi. As long as Feng Qi was tied to the Feng family, they wouldn't have to worry about backlash.

The stronger the Feng family, the stronger Feng Qi became, and the less others dared to provoke them—it was like having a Guardian Deity.

What a blessing!

Feng Yunjie marveled, grateful that Feng Qi's Keyword was maintenance.

Heaven favors the Feng family!

"Are you reassured now?" Du Ge looked at them, a hint of bitterness on his face. "If you still doubt me, feel free to have the Patriarch recall those sent to find Heavenly Demons, seal off news of their appearance, or even kill Feng Jiu. Wait a while for other Heavenly Demons in the world to grow strong, and see if I weaken along with it..."

"..." Feng Jiu shot Du Ge a resentful look, helpless. Why drag me into the fire again? I know you're using provocation, but can't you stop picking on me alone? What if they take it seriously?

"Seventh Master jokes." Feng Yunming walked in, cupping his hands to Du Ge. "You've devoted yourself to the Feng family—how could we not trust you? Yunjie and the others are young and inexperienced; please don't hold it against them." He turned and glared at Feng Yunjie and the other, barking, "Third Brother, Fourth Brother, apologize to the Master at once."

"Master, we're sorry." Feng Yunjie and the other quickly bowed to Du Ge. "We shouldn't have doubted you."

"It's fine. It's all for the Feng family. If I were you, I wouldn't easily trust a Heavenly Demon from the Demon Realm either." Du Ge smiled, helping them up. "Now that we've cleared the air, we're one family. Don't worry about me holding a grudge. My Keyword binds my actions. Even if I suffer great injustice in the Feng family, when danger comes, I'll still take the blade for the Fengs."

"Seventh Master is tied to the Feng family's future. If anyone takes a blade, it should be us for you." Feng Yunming said with a flattering smile. "No matter what happens to anyone else, you mustn't come to harm."

"Eldest Young Master, that's not right. You taking a blade for me would actually harm me." Du Ge looked at Feng Yunming seriously. "Don't forget my Keyword. Taking a blade is protection, and protection brings growth. No one is more suited to be a guard than me."

Even arguing over something as trivial as taking a blade—this settled it. The three Feng brothers exchanged glances, fully at ease.

"Seventh Master, do you mind if I tell my father about your strength?" With Du Ge's power surging and his loyalty to the Feng family, Feng Yunming's tone grew much more respectful.

"Of course." Du Ge said. "Letting the Patriarch see my improvement will boost his confidence and lift the family's morale. But Eldest Young Master, there's something I need to ask of you."

"Please speak." Feng Yunming said.

"Ask the Patriarch if I can learn the Feng family's martial arts." Du Ge said. "The Feng family's rise takes time, and my strength won't keep growing as fast as today. Besides, my Keyword only gives me speed and power—that's far from enough. If I can learn a few Feng family techniques, our chances of success will increase."

"That's no problem. I can decide that without my father." Feng Yunming smiled. "Later, let Yunjie teach you. He's mastered all the Feng family martial arts."

Feng Yunjie nodded.

"Seventh Master, any other requests?" Feng Yunming asked.

"Not for now." Du Ge said. "If Yunjie teaches me martial arts, we don't need to stay in the Feng family. We'll travel and learn along the way. I understand Heavenly Demons better than the Fengs do, and I can identify them more easily. As I said, sooner is better than later..."

Having come to a martial world, of course he wanted to explore.

Who'd want to stay in one place training? There were more opportunities outside. The Feng family was too weak, with no real prospects.

They couldn't even handle the Iron Palm Sect—no manpower, no influence. Did he really expect them to go out and find a bunch of Heavenly Demons?

By the time they brought people back, it'd be too late...

"I'll consult the Patriarch." Feng Yunming looked at Du Ge, nodded, and turned to leave.

Feng Jiu hurried a few steps and called out to him, "Eldest Young Master, wait, I still have something to discuss."

Feng Yunming turned around.

Feng Jiu didn't wait for him to speak before urgently saying, "The digestive aid and laxative I need—please urge Doctor Hu to prepare them quickly. Eldest Young Master, although my Keyword isn't Guardian, I am still a Heavenly Demon. Once I grow, it will only benefit the Feng Family."

Against Du Ge's backdrop, he had nearly become invisible. Truth be told, he was the one most jealous of Feng Qi—he too wanted to take on ten opponents at once!

Feng Yunming looked at Du Ge.

Du Ge nodded at him, his face full of confidence. "Go ahead and prepare. Within the Feng Family's domain, I can suppress any Heavenly Demon weaker than myself."