Greed is the hardest thing to change in this world.
Even the position of the Nether King, beneath one but above thousands, cannot satisfy his greed.
He should have obliterated him with a single strike, to eliminate future troubles.
But he couldn’t, there was still a fierce battle between him and Nie Jiuque.
The Netherworld still needs the Nether King.
So he couldn’t kill him, at least not until the matter with Nie Jiuque was resolved.
He could only turn a blind eye to all the Nether King’s actions temporarily.
Jun Moyan actually thought about, once Nie Jiuque’s consciousness and soul separated from Jun Wuchen’s body, killing him once and for all, but... Xiaoguai wouldn’t allow it.
She has Shang Ying’s Soul Fragnt within her; if Nie Jiuque died at his hands, she would inevitably be traumatized.
There would definitely be cracks in their relationship.
He’s taking a gamble.
He believes in the bond between him and Xiaoguai, so he’s waiting for the real Nie Jiuque to co back and settle all grievances, believing that he will win.
After Jun Moyan left, the Nether King slowly straightened his body, his face dark as he watched Jun Moyan’s departing figure.
His gaze was cold and fierce.
...
Moyu and Gua Yue returned to the Demon Realm with a strand of Nie Jiuque’s Soul Fragnt, then set up an array to begin reconstructing Nie Jiuque’s body.
Unexpectedly, the dicine King from the Cat Demon Clan ca and helped them separate Nie Jiuque’s consciousness and soul from Jun Wuchen’s body...
The condition was to keep Jun Wuchen safe.
For the next month, the Demon Realm was as calm as water.
...
Feeling the emptiness beside her, Wen Xiao’ai opened her eyes, only to see Jun Moyan standing by the window, hands behind his back, quietly gazing outside, lost in thought.
He’s been more silent lately, often dazing off, and showing much more attachnt, even more than before, often holding her.
She frequently wakes up at night to find Jun Moyan lying beside her, not sleeping, just watching her, occasionally touching her face, increasingly interested in the movents of the baby in her belly, though she doesn’t know what’s going on with him...
It felt like he had a heavy burden, as if worrying about sothing.
It made Wen Xiao’ai beco anxious too.
"Jun Moyan."
Wen Xiao’ai couldn’t help but call out to him.
Jun Moyan imdiately snapped back to reality, turning to look at Wen Xiao’ai on the bed.
Seeing Wen Xiao’ai starting to get up, he quickly stepped forward and helped her sit up.
Then he straightened the corners of the quilt for her.
The Netherworld doesn’t experience seasons, it’s always chilling year-round, even though it’s July in the mortal world, here it’s still bone-chilling cold.
"What’s wrong?" Jun Moyan sat on the edge of the bed, touched her small face, and softly asked.
"Cold." Wen Xiao’ai frowned, softly complaining with a hint of coquettishness.
As soon as Jun Moyan heard this, he flicked his sleeve, and the temperature inside the sleeping palace rose significantly.
"Still cold?" he asked.
"Still cold."
After Wen Xiao’ai said this, the temperature in the sleeping palace rose further.
But she still said it was cold.
Seeing Jun Moyan about to turn the sleeping palace into a furnace, Wen Xiao’ai hurriedly reached out to him, coquettishly saying: "I want you to hold while I sleep."
Only then did Jun Moyan understand, smiled, and got on the bed to hold Wen Xiao’ai as they lay down.
"Jun Moyan, I’m a bit scared."
"Scared of what?" he asked.
"I don’t know how to have a baby, I’m scared." Wen Xiao’ai touched her rounded belly.
Just like how she didn’t know how she got pregnant before, ignorant and curious, but now there’s added tension and fear.
"Don’t be afraid, the dicine King has already found a midwife for you, and with the dicine King around, you and the baby will definitely be safe." Jun Moyan kissed her forehead and comforted.
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