Daddy.
One word, crisp and clear.
Er Ya standing nearby’s mouth immediately formed an ‘O’ shape, and her eyes widened large and round.
This… this little boy is Master’s son?
My heaven!
Too unbelievable!
Who’s the mother?
No, wait!
Never heard that Master has a wife—how did a son suddenly pop up? Could this be the legendary “happy to be a father”?
Don’t look at Er Ya always being in the Tianyuan Soul Suppression Pagoda—she actually knows quite a lot.
Jun Changxiao was stunned.
Suddenly a little brat popped out of the flames and called him daddy—this… if his girlfriend heard this, even jumping into the Yellow River couldn’t wash it clean!
“Girlfriend? The host is daydreaming.” the system mocked.
“Daddy!”
The child said: “I’m hungry!”
“Bang!”
Jun Changxiao slapped the little guy from the lotus to the ground with one palm, roaring: “I’m still an innocent young man—how could I possibly have a child!”
“Wuwuwu…”
The child cried: “Daddy, you’re so heartless!”
Er Ya also couldn’t bear to watch, hurriedly coming over to stop him: “Master, even a vicious tiger doesn’t eat its cubs. You must calm down!”
“…”
Jun Changxiao’s mentality completely exploded.
After over a thousand chapters of remaining pure as jade, suddenly a child calls him daddy—even if it’s “happy to be a father,” you can’t be a father like this!
“Whew!”
Forcibly suppressing his internal collapse, Jun Changxiao released his hand and said with a dark face: “Who are you?”
“I was gestated and born from Daddy’s body, so I’m Daddy’s son!” the child said.
“I see.”
Er Ya suddenly realized: “Master, this should be the Fire Soul Spirit. It’s already grown from embryo to infant, not only gaining spiritual intelligence but also a physical form.”
“Pff!”
Jun Changxiao spat out a mouthful of blood.
This guy was gestated and born from his own body—didn’t that mean he also had female functions!
The system said: “No wonder the host has a ‘destined to be alone’ physique. Turns out the procreation work that normally requires male-female cooperation can be done by yourself.”
This mockery was very sharp, making Jun Changxiao almost spit blood again.
“Daddy…”
Suddenly, another childish voice came.
Jun Changxiao stood as if struck by lightning, then turned his head with extreme stiffness, only to see in the area that had been continuously purified, a two or three-year-old male infant bound by ropes, looking even cuter than the Fire Soul Spirit.
“Master!”
Er Ya exclaimed: “This is the evil spirit. Not only has it been completely purified into infant form, it’s also taken you as its father!”
“Ah ah ah——”
Jun Changxiao roared toward the sky, then fell to the ground unconscious.
…
During the process of purifying the Dark Demon King, the Fire Soul Spirit underwent actual combat and made tremendous progress in just one month, not only successfully obliterating the former but also achieving comprehensive sublimation itself.
This was definitely killing two birds with one stone, double happiness!
However, Jun Changxiao wasn’t happy, because with the mission completed, he gained two sons out of nowhere.
“Sect Master Jun, although you’re very handsome and have a successful career, because you have two children, this is something I cannot accept, so… sorry, we’re not suitable.”
“Miss! Let me explain!”
Jun Changxiao hurriedly chased after that gradually distant graceful figure, but no matter how he chased, he couldn’t catch up. Finally waking from the dream, his forehead was covered in beads of sweat.
“A dream!”
“It was a dream!”
He wiped the sweat from his forehead, then the next second his expression froze.
On the bed were two sleeping children, one sucking his thumb, the other with a bubble hanging from his nose and mouth.
Although the Fire Soul Spirit’s form resembled a human child, there was a flame mark between its brows. The evil spirit, completely purified, was exceptionally pink and adorable.
Looking through the cabin opening toward the endless darkness.
Jun Changxiao shed an extremely precious tear, saying: “This isn’t the life I wanted…”
…
“Smack smack.”
In the warship’s dining hall, Fire Spirit and Evil Spirit wolfed down food, looking like they’d been starving for ages.
Shang Youhen witnessed plates slowly stacking up and couldn’t help but ask in a low voice: “Sect Master, your two young masters really can eat.”
“Bang!”
“Thud!”
The prince spat white foam and collapsed.
Jun Changxiao gripped his fist, spreading his legs and stepping on the chair, roaring: “Remember this for me—these are just two attributes!”
“Re…remembered…”
The Fire Soul Spirit was gestated and born in the dantian, the evil spirit signed a contract after being purified by Dog Sheng.
Although both had human bodies, they weren’t truly human—merely two attributes controlled by Jun Changxiao.
But they were happy to call him ‘Daddy.’
…
“Daddy, I’m hungry again!”
“Daddy, I still want fried rice!”
“Daddy, why are you so gloomy?”
“Daddy, want me to tell you a dirty joke?”
The two infant spirits were like lingering ghosts, pestering Jun Changxiao every day, driving him nearly insane.
Most devastating was.
Fire Spirit had a bit of a temper and would beat up Evil Spirit at the slightest disagreement. The latter would always come crying to him with a bruised and swollen face.
“Daddy!”
“Fire Baby hit me again! Wuwuwu…”
“Enough!”
“I’ve had enough!”
Finally one day, Jun Changxiao couldn’t help but roar loudly.
Seeming to realize their father was angry, Fire Spirit and Evil Spirit stood obediently together, lowering their heads like they’d made a big mistake, tears swirling in their eyes looking aggrieved.
Seeing this, Jun Changxiao’s heart suddenly ached.
The system said: “Although Fire Spirit and Evil Spirit are two heaven-and-earth attributes, one was gestated from the host’s body and one signed a contract after purification—they’re no different from biological children.”
…
“One chopstick can be easily broken.”
“But what about two chopsticks, or even more chopsticks?”
Jun Changxiao ultimately didn’t have the heart to scold them harshly. Instead, he planned to educate them, so he took out two chopsticks and stacked them together. Without even using force, they snapped with a “crack.”
“…”
The atmosphere instantly became awkward.
“Swish!”
Jun Changxiao took out two large iron rods of Saint-grade level and handed them over, saying: “You two try—see if you can break two chopsticks.”
“Why not have them break the Tyrant Heaven Spear!” the system mocked.
“Daddy.”
Fire Spirit took one, both hands shrouded in flames, saying proudly: “Must I break it? Can’t I just burn it?”
“Whoosh whoosh!”
Under the intense and scorching flames, the large iron rod was immediately melted into molten liquid.
“…”
Jun Changxiao’s mouth twitched slightly.
“Daddy.”
Evil Spirit took the large iron rod, asking weakly: “Must I break it? Can’t I corrode it?”
“Whoosh whoosh whoosh!”
A strange attribute spread from the palm, instantly corroding the iron rod into nothingness.
“Thud!”
Jun Changxiao fainted again.
I was talking to you about brothers needing to unite, and you’re either burning with fire or corroding—what’s the difference between this and slashing from the South Heavenly Gate to Penglai East Road for three days and three nights and asking if my eyes are sore!
However.
What comforted Dog Sheng was.
The two little guys seemed very formidable. As long as they were cultivated in the future, they would definitely be of great use.
The system said: “Spirit bodies gestated in the mortal universe are much stronger than plane attributes. The host obtaining two—what’s there to be unhappy about?”
“You’re right.”
Jun Changxiao began to let go of his prejudices and open his heart to accept the two children.
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