Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me-Chapter 742 - 741: How Exactly Can Su Mianmian Be Killed?
Chapter 742: Chapter 741: How Exactly Can Su Mianmian Be Killed?
Suddenly touched on the head, Mianmian looked up in surprise.
The next second, she heard the Heavenly Demon say, "Good, let’s have white rice together."
The tall figure and the small one sat down at the broken table in the room, and the Heavenly Demon tried his best to control his expression, eating the white rice Mianmian had served him, bite by bite.
At this moment, the Heavenly Demon really looked like an ordinary person from the village.
And Mianmian, indeed, seemed to be treating the Heavenly Demon as an ordinary person.
After finishing a bowl of rice, Mianmian smiled at the Heavenly Demon, "Mianmian will go find something else to eat to return your Candied Hawthorn! Wait for me, okay, A-Tian?"
That smile was unprecedentedly bright, indicating that Mianmian was truly very happy.
This was what the Heavenly Demon had been curious about at the beginning.
It had received many people’s memories, knowing that humans would smile when happy. But it had never seen anyone smile at it like that.
Su Mianmian could also smile at it so adorably, could care and be kind to it.
But all of this was fake!
This was just an illusion it had created!
The real Su Mianmian probably hated it.
Not to mention that now, for some inexplicable reason, it was increasingly wanting to kill the little one in front of it. It especially wanted to twist Su Mianmian’s neck, watching her dying breath.
Killing Su Mianmian seemed very easy.
But what after Su Mianmian was killed?
Its Demon Clan would destroy all five realms, and then each realm would be like the Demon Realm: dark without daylight, cold and lonely.
The Heavenly Demon fell silent for a long time before suddenly reaching out and pressing his hand against Mianmian’s head.
Outside the Mountain River Sheji Map, Xiaoxiao’s grip on the Golden Hoop Stick had already tightened.
But the words of the Heavenly Demon made him once again abandon the idea of entering the Mountain River Sheji Map.
"Su Mianmian, if you were me, what would you do?"
The Heavenly Demon asking this question didn’t seem like it was about to take any action.
Indeed, the Heavenly Demon simply laid its hand on Mianmian’s head, and the two of them remained motionless like that.
Bai Bai was anxious, whimpering and asking Black Tortoise, "It hasn’t altered our Mianmian’s memories again, has it?"
If it affected Mianmian’s original memories, wouldn’t they all be forgotten by Mianmian?
"What you’re worried about won’t happen." After all, the Little World is generated by the Mountain River Sheji Map, Mianmian’s memories will be restored the moment she leaves the Mountain River Sheji Map.
With Black Tortoise’s affirmation, Bai Bai felt relieved, laid down on the ground, and continued to watch.
The Heavenly Demon had many memories, at first all about slaughter. That was an innate bloodlust, wanting to kill living beings upon seeing them, enjoying their suffering.
This was because, at the beginning of its existence, the Heavenly Demon had no emotions or divine consciousness to speak of.
But gradually, later on, the Heavenly Demon began to wonder.
Why did others have families, cry out for their parents, for their sons and daughters when dying? Some even stood in front of it, buying time for their loved ones to escape.
When the Heavenly Demon first had this thought, experts from other races arrived. They used their trump cards one after another to restrain the Heavenly Demon.
The Heavenly Demon couldn’t escape originally, but the tragedies caused by other demons acting recklessly exerted immense pressure on the living immortals, demons, humans, ghosts, and gods. Their fear and confusion about the future were the spiritual nourishment of the Heavenly Demon.
The power of those wanting to kill it was limited, but the power of the Heavenly Demon was limitless.
Perhaps discovering this, one of the female deities proactively said, "The Heavenly Demon cannot be killed; we can only expel it. If you are willing, we will use our flesh and blood as a lure to divide the worlds, allowing the Demon Clan to monopolize one realm and buy us some breathing room."
"As long as we buy enough time, our descendants will surely find a way to deal with the Heavenly Demon."
Everyone agreed, suicidally transferring all their power to that deity.
Thus, all of the Demon Clan were sent into the Demon Realm.
The Heavenly Demon stayed within, pondering over and over the same question.
"Why does everyone else have a family, while I do not?"
He thought about treating the low-level demons he created as family, but soon realized that those creatures possessed only the instincts to plunder and kill. As soon as he became harmless and could not oppress those low-level demons, he too would be attacked by his own kind.
This fact left the Heavenly Demon frustrated.
He fought against the other five realms with complicated feelings until a peculiar individual emerged among them.
The Spiritual Child from birth!
Strangely, this Spiritual Child seemed to die a terrible death every time. Of course, not at the hands of demons, but at the hands of their own kin.
The constitution of the Spiritual Child was too tempting, attracting others to possess it, and then they would either cook it into a delicacy or flay and devour it alive.
Those methods were even more dreadful than those of the demons.
Even though all negative emotions served as spiritual sustenance for the Heavenly Demon, and the death of the Spiritual Child also gave him energy, he just could not understand.
Why were other races so complex and diverse?
There were those willing to sacrifice for others, and there were those who would flay and dismember others for their own gain.
The Heavenly Demon was inherently adept at flaying and dismemberment, and he wanted to try to understand why there were those willing to sacrifice for others. Thus, when Su Mianmian was born and her village was destroyed by Wu Chenzi, and Su Mianmian’s identity as the Spiritual Child became widely known...
Su Mianmian did not die.
Not only did she not die, but she also became friends with the wives of the Demon Clan’s Demon Emperor.
Later on, the Heavenly Demon transformed into a woman who was taken back home by the Human Emperor and met with Su Mianmian.
All those memories flooded into Su Mianmian’s brain, and it took her quite a while to process all the images. She stared blankly at the Heavenly Demon for a long time before finally reacting.
"Oh my," Little Bun uttered this slight noise, then sighed.
After a long while, she finally said, "When you gave me the Candied Hawthorn, did you really not want me to die?"
The Heavenly Demon nodded.
Su Mianmian began to smile, "Then that’s good enough. None of us can choose our birth or race, just like how little animals born are little animals, and demons born are demons."
"We’re merely acting on instinct, much like how people will eat little rabbits when they’re hungry."
"You’re of the Demon Clan, wanting those things to keep yourself alive isn’t wrong, but when you hurt others, they will say you’re wrong."
"Just as I would choose family and friends over strangers, those strangers would think I’m wrong too. So if they hate me for that reason, I must accept the fact that they hate me."
"My mom once said that at any time, just be yourself. If you don’t want to kill, then don’t kill; if you want a family, then try to have one like now. But if you steal Su Mianmian’s family, I will be very angry and will beat you up."
After saying this, Su Mianmian actually landed a punch on the Heavenly Demon’s face.
The Heavenly Demon’s face twisted from the hit, and it took him a while to look at Su Mianmian again.
Su Mianmian continued, "Also, as the King of Demons, if possible, you’ve killed so many of my people, and I will avenge them."
At this point, the Heavenly Demon started to laugh.
"Then you’ll never be able to take your revenge, because even if I die now, after some time, I will revive again."
While speaking, the Heavenly Demon expelled another voice in his head outright.
He needed to be himself; therefore, that inexplicable presence in his mind was unnecessary anymore.
Fen Tian, who had successfully escaped, felt the erasure of that Divine Consciousness and said helplessly, "I told you, all that effort was pointless."
Po Tian remained silent.
He attempted to control the direction of the Little World within the Mountain River Sheji Map, but failed as well.
What would it take for Su Mianmian to be killed? Is it really that difficult?
