Morning Star

Chapter 254: Male, Male, I am Male

After a moment of silence, Chujiu couldn't help but ask another question: "Since spiritual energy and demonic energy coexist, with so many people cultivating spiritual energy in Hualing, wouldn't demonic energy be more than spiritual energy? Also, why doesn't anyone cultivate demonic energy? After all, it's as easy to obtain as spiritual energy."

Mo Xinglan sighed, feeling a little tired: "Although there are many people in Hualing, the spiritual energy they need for cultivation is less than one percent of the spiritual energy gathered by the spirit gathering array in Piaomiao Domain. How can it have an impact?"

He had talked too much today, and suddenly his throat felt a little uncomfortable. He covered his lips and coughed twice.

Seeing this, Chujiu also thought of this, and quickly took out a kettle from the storage ring, bit open the lid with his teeth, and handed it to him.

"Drink the water." She bit the lid of the pot with her teeth and spoke unclearly.

Mo Xinglan lowered his eyes and looked at the kettle handed to him, hesitated for a moment, and then took it.

After she finished drinking it, he gave it back to her and continued, "And unless someone deliberately set up a space barrier or formation, the spiritual energy and the demonic energy would always be in a state of balance. Although there is more demonic energy than spiritual energy in the Demon Realm, the excess is also maintained in a stable range."

"As for why no one is practicing demonic energy."

"Today, most demons have demon blood and can only cultivate demonic energy from birth. Whether it is a human or a demon, if they want to cultivate demonic energy, they must first abandon their spiritual energy cultivation and cultivate demonic energy from scratch. By then, the physical constitution of the human or demon will change, and they will no longer be humans or demons but demons. From now on, they can only cultivate demonic energy. Or, that person or demon cultivated demonic energy from the beginning. But in that case, they will become demons from the beginning. They are no longer human or demon. In addition, the cultivation methods of demonic energy and spiritual energy are completely different. No human will specialize in studying the cultivation methods of demonic energy."

She suddenly understood.

No wonder she had never heard of that person cultivating demonic energy. But...

"Then why can you practice Reiki?"

Mo Xinglan was somewhat speechless: "I am half-demon."

"Oh, yes." She felt a little stupid.

Suddenly her eyes lit up: "That half-demon is pretty good. Practicing both magic and spirit, what a bargain."

He shook his head helplessly, "It's not that easy. Let's not talk about the disputes between humans and demons, which have led to very few humans and demons coming together. The survival rate of half-demons after birth is very low. The demon bloodline is too strong for a half-demon baby. If nothing unexpected happens, it will die at birth, or even die in the womb before it is born."

"But you survived, and you have the blood of the Demon Lord in your body, isn't that stronger?" she analyzed.

"I was the accident."

"Why?" She looked him over.

"My body combines the most Yin and the most holy. Do you think this is an accident?" He glanced at her indifferently.

"Yeah, it's indeed unexpected." She laughed again and looked up at him. "Now that you mention it, it's a good thing."

He was stunned for a moment, then lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Good thing? He used to think that this body brought him a lot of trouble, and he even hated his body. But now, thinking about it, he was somewhat grateful for his special body. It allowed him to survive and meet her.

Without realizing it, he held her hand tighter.

"Oh, by the way, Xingxing, you know so much about this, have you been to the Demon Realm before?" She couldn't sit still for a moment and wanted to find something to talk about.

He shook his head.

"Then how do you know this?"

"Some of them were told to me by my mother when I was a child." Some of them were obtained from the memories of the demon god.

But he didn't tell her this.

After hearing his answer, Chujiu's expression stiffened slightly.

This was the second time he mentioned his mother in such a long time. Previously, Yu You and Xiang Tingqin mentioned her more often, and the mansion master also mentioned her once. And every time they mentioned her, he basically acted as if he didn't care, as if he was talking about someone else.

Will he... miss his mother?

Think about myself, I am always thinking about going home, my parents and Chu Xiaoshi.

His mother has been dead for nearly ten years. Will he miss her?

Thinking in my heart, I murmured unconsciously: "Will you... miss your mother?"

He suddenly stopped and stared blankly at the darkness ahead.

Chujiu was in a daze and didn't react. He walked forward a few more steps and stopped when he found that he couldn't pull it anymore.

Glancing sideways in confusion, I saw him covering the wounds on his chest and abdomen, the cold sweat on his forehead glowing with a faint blue light, and he was looking at me in annoyance.

I quickly walked back to him and asked worriedly, "Did you pull the wound?"

He put away the emotions on his face and looked at her expressionlessly.

Chujiu: “?”

Why is he looking at her? Has she provoked him in some way?

That's not right, she didn't say anything to provoke him. What's going on?

She frowned, facing him, raised her left hand, grabbed the head in front of him and waved: "I'm asking you a question, why are you looking at me? Is there anything written on my face?"

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and he lowered his eyes to look at the hand that was pulling his hair.

He raised his other hand and pulled the hair out of her hand, saying calmly, "Nothing."

After saying that, he continued walking forward.

"..."

Chujiu stepped aside to make way, pouting as she walked beside him.

After walking for a while, she felt as if something was missing, and after thinking for a moment, she remembered.

He turned his head and asked Mo Xinglan: "Where is Chi Feng'er? It seems that I haven't seen it since I came in."

He didn't answer, but raised his right hand and went around from the back of his head to the left side, lifting all his hair and placing it on his right shoulder.

Finally, he saw the shrunken Chi Feng lying on his left shoulder and shivering.

It found that its vision was slightly brighter and it chirped twice in confusion.

Chujiu blinked twice in a daze, and the next moment he suddenly became angry. He raised his left hand and pointed at it: "Hey, it does know how to hide."

Mo Xinglan glanced at her.

Looking at the shivering Chi Feng, Chu Jiu suddenly had some evil thoughts in his mind.

He hissed and asked in confusion: "Feng'er, why are you so timid?"

Then she added earnestly: "You are at least an eighth-level monster, and a famous flame bird. You can't go on like this. Oh, mom is so worried about your future."

"Chirp?" What does mom mean?

Mo Xinglan frowned slightly after hearing this, not very happy with her calling herself Chi Feng.

She didn't notice and continued to look worried: "You are so timid, what will you do if you can't find the little female bird in the future? Oh..."

"Chirp!" It stood up immediately after hearing it, with fear flashing in its eyes.

At this time, Chujiu was confused again and looked at it: "So, are you a male or a female?"

"Chirp." Male.

However, Chujiu didn't understand the bird's language at all, and said to himself: "Oh, whatever."

"Chirp?!"

"Chirp, chirp, chirp..." Male, male, I am a male, I can't be casual... How can I be casual? I am a man.

It was so anxious that it stood on Mo Xinglan's shoulder and jumped at Chujiu.

I hate that I can’t even speak human language.