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"What does it mean when Little Fen's Mother says that?"
"Then can you tell me who Little Pink's Father is?" I was very curious about the person that Little Pink's Mother was reluctant to mention. Clever Parrot Wave.
"No, I can't say!" Little Pink suddenly shouted.
"Little Pink—" I was taken aback, not expecting such an emotional reaction.
Little Pink's Mother's expression also stiffened; she must have been concerned about Little Pink's attitude.
"I can't forgive him... a guy like that makes me feel even more ashamed!" Little Pink flapped its wings and flew off my shoulder, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
"I didn't expect that child to hate its father so much," Little Pink's Mother said, her face filled with sadness and deep disappointment.
"Why doesn't Little Pink want me to know?"
"Since Little Pink doesn't want you to know, I won't say anything. If you really want to know, just wait for it to tell you itself; after all, this is something you both will have to face in the end."
"I understand. I won't force Little Pink. I'll wait until it wants to tell me."
"No, you absolutely cannot let Little Pink decide this." Little Pink's Mother replied immediately, very firmly.
"Why?"
"Do you see what level Little Pink is at now?"
"Um... it's already at Seventh Level."
Hearing her ask that, I suddenly realized that something seemed off about Little Pink.
At Seventh Level, it had already reached a state of great perfection, yet I had never seen Little Pink take on a human form; it seemed to always maintain the form of a Phoenix Butterfly. Normally, being able to transform successfully is something every magical beast dreams of.
“Seventh Level not only indicates that the beasts can transform, but there is another breakthrough that you might not expect.” Little Pink's Mother squinted her eyes, her experienced and profound expression completely contrasting with her youthful appearance.
“Thud!” I felt my Heart suddenly tighten, a horrifying thought emerging, but I still couldn't bring myself to believe it.
“If it’s you two children, I believe you can definitely do it.”
“Really?!”
Once a Seventh-Level Beast successfully transforms, it also means it can merge with its master, which is one of the reasons why the Demon Clan is so powerful.
If both parties are at the Realm of the Supreme Lord, and one side can merge with the beast, that would absolutely allow them to annihilate the opponent without a doubt.
This kind of power could easily contend with ten ordinary Supreme Lords at once!
My heart stirred; if this could really succeed, then it would definitely be another secret weapon! Right now, my Underworld Beast and Pure Sound have both been exposed. If this works out, our chances would increase!
“But you must understand that those who can truly merge are few and far between. Just reaching a certain level is far from enough to combine with a beast.”
“There’s also the degree of mutual understanding, trust between each other, the beast’s absolute obedience to its master, and the master’s absolute care for the beast. Every detail from childhood to now, all the unimaginable aspects, are crucial in determining whether you will ultimately succeed.”
“I understand what you’re saying, which is why I’ve always found it hard to believe this is real…” I sighed.
I could still try hard on my own in cultivation; even if it was difficult and painful, I could endure it. But this concerns both me and Little Pink. I have no confidence that she would absolutely believe in me.
“See, that’s your problem; you are retreating. You haven’t given Little Pink your full trust,” Little Fen's Mother said. “Of course, it’s not all your fault; there’s also Little Pink. She has intentions of hiding her father’s matters from you, which makes her feel guilty towards you. This is very distracting for her.”
“So you’re saying I must resolve Little Pink’s inner conflict?” I asked.
“Exactly. That child’s love for you has already surpassed that for me as her mother. You need to believe in her and help her overcome this hurdle. This is an important step in determining whether you both can evolve into true powerhouses.”
“I understand. Thank you for your guidance.”
“I just want Little Pink to be happy; I owe this child too much. If it weren’t for me, Little Pink wouldn’t be here suffering alongside me or have left me so early. She is different from other beasts; due to her mutation, she has possessed wisdom and emotions since birth and understands everything that has happened. So you must take good care of her on my behalf.”
"I will, Aunt Fire."
...
I sensed Little Pink lost in thought on a leaf, looking quiet and somewhat pitiful.
"Little Pink—" I called softly.
"Master," Little Pink replied, her voice tinged with sadness.
During this time, Little Pink had changed so much; she was like a completely different person from the playful and cute one before.
Before I could say anything, Little Pink flapped her wings and flew to a leaf some distance away from me.
"Little Pink, doing this hurts my feelings. Don't you care?" I sighed.
Seeing Little Pink acting like she was throwing a little tantrum, I couldn't help but start to be a bit dramatic myself. Little Pink was simple-minded and would definitely fall for this.
"Did I do something wrong? Did I overlook your feelings? It's okay, you can tell me, and I'll make it right."
Listening to my inexplicably earnest words, Little Pink stood there, unsure of what to think.
"When I first met you, I had just arrived in the Underworld. You unexpectedly became my magical beast. I still remember your expression back then; you were very dissatisfied with me." As I said this, I couldn't help but smile.
"Every time you appeared after that surprised me. Your talent and wisdom amazed me, and I felt fortunate to have such a lovely magical beast."
"Slowly, we grew more in sync. We experienced many life-and-death battles together. Your unwavering loyalty and steadfast companionship made me feel guilty. It was I who brought you into this crisis; it was I who separated you from your kin; it was I who broke your wings and confined your freedom. By becoming my magical beast, you could only center around me, constantly seeking my scent."
"Little Pink, let me ask you, do you regret it?" I looked at Little Pink and asked.
"No, never!" Little Pink finally spoke up, her tone firm and urgent.
"Can you be proud of me?"
"Of course!"
"Will you always believe in me?"
"I will!"
"For all the questions, if you ask me, my answer will be the same as yours."
"…Master."
"I don't want to force you about what your mother said. I was hesitant at first, but seeing you, I became extremely determined. We will definitely succeed in merging, truly united in body and heart."
"Master, it's not that I don't want to tell you; I'm just afraid—" Little Pink's voice trembled, clearly scared of something.
"If I said I was afraid, what would you do?" I countered.
"I would protect you, Master…"
"That's right, so would I." I sighed and smiled broadly, feeling relieved.
"I—my father is—" Little Pink hesitated but finally steeled itself and said, "is the Demon Lord—"
Given Little Pink's previous attitude, so resolute in not wanting me to know, I guessed that the other party was certainly not someone beneficial to us. Even though I had mentally prepared myself, I still couldn't accept it at that moment. Little Pink's father was the Demon Lord?!
He was the one causing chaos in the human realm, ruthlessly slaughtering living beings, submitting to Siyimo, and uniting with the demon race to prepare to devour the three realms!
"I know you hate him… So, Master, are you going to abandon me?" Little Pink asked with drooping wings, looking dazed.
All the information about the Demon Lord that filled my mind with disgust seemed ready to explode. However, when Little Pink asked that question—Master, are you going to abandon me?—my heart ached.
It turned out that all its emotional changes and the suffering it endured during this time, unwilling to acknowledge its father, were all because of me; it feared that I would abandon it…
"How could that be? You will follow me until the end of my life." I said with a smile.
After saying this, it felt as if everything became clear. Everything that the Demon Lord did had nothing to do with Little Pink, and it was evident that between my father, my race, and me, Little Pink chose me without hesitation.
"Master!" Little Pink happily fluttered her wings and rushed towards me.
In that moment, I seemed to see a clear image: long golden hair trailing on the ground, a fiery red lantern skirt, eyes shimmering with tears like emeralds, and a black lace ribbon tied around her slender neck. The Life Stone on her forehead had disappeared, indicating that Little Pink had successfully transformed and left her beast form behind.
Feeling full in my arms, I stroked Little Pink's long hair, which was as beautiful as her mother's. Compared to Aunt Fire's tranquility, Little Pink had a bit more spirit.
"Alright, now that you've grown up, don't just pounce around randomly," I said with a smile.
Little Pink suddenly stepped back and murmured, "W-what happened? Why did it change so suddenly?!"
"What's wrong? Isn't it good that you've changed? How many magical beasts dare to dream of this? You've achieved it at such a young age!"
Looking at the weak little caterpillar from back then, which was about five centimeters long, now grown into such a lovely girl who was only half a head shorter than me, I couldn't help but sigh.
"Master, does this mean we can merge now?!" Little Pink asked excitedly.
"No, we can't rush this. We need to wait until the timing is right," I shook my head.
I still didn't feel that Little Pink and I were at the point where we could merge. I thought this had something to do with her father; Little Pink hadn't fully let go of him in her heart.
"Timing, oh timing, when will you come?!" Little Pink cried out to the sky.
I shook my head helplessly.
"Little Pink, since you've successfully transformed now, we can't avoid talking about your father. It's not a solution to keep evading it, right?"
"...I understand," Little Pink lowered her head, sweeping away the joy of her transformation.
I knew this topic was too sensitive, but it still needed to be addressed. It was better to clarify things now than to panic later when faced with them unexpectedly.
"You still don't want him to be harmed in your heart, do you?"
Little Pink nodded and shook her head repeatedly, but did not provide an answer.
"Don't mind me; after all, he is your father. It's only natural that you want him to be safe."
"Hmph, I don't want to acknowledge him. He probably has a whole bunch of children and won't even notice me!"
"Sigh, how about this? I'll give you some time to think it over and understand your true feelings. You must be clear about it so you won't regret it later."
"Master, aren't you going to kill him?" Little Pink suddenly blurted out.
"If he remains stubborn and continues with the Plague in the Human Realm, I will have to eliminate him. What would you do?" I looked closely at Little Pink.
"Kill him," Little Pink said firmly.
I actually already knew the answer; I just wanted Little Pink to say it herself. It wasn't that I was heartless; if it came to that point, Little Pink would have to face this reality.
"I won't go that far unless absolutely necessary. As long as he is willing to back down, we will stop, okay?"
"…Master." Little Pink once again leaped into my arms.
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