C6 Fearless Yet Affectionate

Szzz!!

After the ashes dispersed from within his body, they reappeared as steamy, pungent black liquids on the surface of Xiao Yunhai's skin. The surrounding raging flames dried the liquid up before it could accumulate.

PHEESH!

A few minutes later, the flames around Xiao Yunhai receded and his pale face appeared again. He had a slight green and red mix on his face as though his veins were about to protrude. He felt that the final remnant of the Withered Rose was about to spill and he gave in. A metallic feeling surged within his mouth instantly and he gaped in.

"Pfft!"

Spitting up a mouthful of black blood, Xiao Yunhai returned to a rosy appearance. He seemed more decent and his looks were extremely breathtaking. If one saw him basked in divine light and suspended in midair, they would likely mistake him for a heavenly god!

Wiping the bloodstain off his lips, he gave a cold gaze ahead as he seemed indifferent to the surroundings. He had recovered about seventy percent of his energy as it turned out the Flame Return Pellet was actually a priceless pill. Not only had he been able to suppress and extinguish the existence of the poison, he had managed to recover a large amount of his energy. All this was due to him taking it firsthand, besides he could not guarantee having the same effect on a second consumption.

"Dao Li! Divine Immortal Sect! I'll get even with you as soon as I attain godhood. This embarrassment I'll see to it that you witness in threefold or more" Xiao Yunhai declared coldly with a ruthless smile. A dense murderous intent emerged for a split second but he immediately retracted. He was not scared of his aura leaking out to alert the Divine Immortal Sect like most experts.

He had courted death more than a thousand times and his heart had been tempered long before to be fearless in the sight of death. He knew that as he could not let off the Divine Immortal Sect , they could not do so either as they weren't even benevolent Buddhas and calling them heartless demons was just an euphemism. His only worry was the innocent little Xiao Ming that hung on his shoulders. He had to find a fated place which would temporarily house him or even permanently raise him.

He might seem brash and uncanny but that was all he could do for himself. His young child, Xiao Ming was only an innocent one but had been forced into this. For a newly a month, both he and his father were chased like dogs and he could have gone on if they hadn't discovered the cliff. He owed a lot to this young child he bore in his arms. He could only hope his son would really not turn his cruel hands against him. To the Sheng Yun realm, he was the Disaster Demon, but deep within he was an affectionate father and husband that the world had yet to see.