They had initially worried that Duan De would lead Xiao Song astray, but later discovered that Xiao Song truly remained untouched by worldly dust. He learned only the Netherworld Emperor's cultivation skills, none of his temperament, and remained flawless.
He was unlike a certain Divine Baby, who, despite being only two or three years old, had already lost his simplicity and innocence, becoming as steeped in the ways of the streets as Duan De.
The first time that little fatty saw Xiao Song, he froze, then immediately began plotting mischief. His eyes darted about as he planted his hands on his hips and told Xiao Song, "Call me Boss, and I'll look after you from now on."
"Big brother," Xiao Song said in his clear, sweet voice, utterly adorable.
"It's Boss, not big brother," the Divine Baby muttered, struggling to correct him. The former belonged to the underworld; the latter belonged in a kindergarten.
Watching these two divine children and immortal spirits, the Quasi-Emperors were momentarily speechless. What was this, the kindergarten crime boss of Kunlun Mountain?!
"A pure child's heart, unchanged through a hundred years. It can automatically sever the clamor of worldly dust. Time leaves no trace upon his seat of consciousness, even if he cultivates until he passes away in meditation."
"My wife once mentioned this. Everyone, please look."
Emperor Yu used a great divine ability to manifest Xiao Song's inner state for all to see. The space between Xiao Song's brows was pure and flawless, like a crystal.
Such a transformation of the primordial spirit was said to be possible only for those who had lived a second lifetime.
Yet Xiao Song had been born this way. No wonder Emperor Yu said he could become an immortal-he already had one foot on the red-dust immortal path.