Chapter 904: Han Huang’s Uniqueness, The Demon God’s Loneliness

“I bully you? You’re so powerful, who would dare to bully you?”

Han Qing’er said, annoyed. She really didn’t know what to do with this older brother of hers; he was always so irritating when they were together. However, whenever they had a disagreement, Han Huang would always be the first to come find her, staring at her with a serious expression, which easily made her heart soften.

Though they were siblings, they were more like an older sister and a younger brother.

Han Jue picked Han Huang up in one go.

“What do you want to do! Let go of me!”

Han Huang struggled with all his might, flailing his arms, wanting to resist, but unfortunately, his arms were too short to reach Han Jue.

He possessed the Freedom mana but didn't yet know how to cast Divine Abilities or Spells.

Han Jue said, “You little brat, don’t always bully your sister. With you like this, you say you want to protect us, yet you won’t even admit to bullying your sister.”

Han Huang exclaimed, “This isn’t bullying! I’m just having a normal conversation with her. I’m speaking my mind, and I didn’t scold her, so how is that bullying? Weren't we talking about other people?”

Han Qing’er said angrily, “Father, this brat even wants to slaughter the sentient beings of Chaos. He thinks he’s inherently superior to everyone else. Isn’t that infuriating?”

Han Huang said, feeling wronged, “What’s wrong with that? I see that the Disciples in the Dao Field are all very weak. Am I not several grades above them? If it’s like this here, are the sentient beings of Chaos stronger than me?”

Han Qing’er was speechless.

Born with Freedom, who could compare to such a starting point?

She suddenly realized something.

She really couldn't think of Han Huang with the mindset of a Mortal or an Immortal God.

Looking at Han Huang's expression, Han Qing'er couldn't help but feel her own insignificance.

Han Jue held Han Huang and asked, “Do you want to visit the Immortal Realm?”

As soon as he said this, Han Huang’s eyes lit up, and he quickly nodded, “Yes! Yes! Father! Take me!”

Han Qing’er also became interested, looking at Han Jue with anticipation.

Han Jue waved his sleeve, taking the siblings back to the Main Dao Field. He Sealed Han Huang and Han Qing’er’s Cultivation, as Free and Unfettered Saints could not enter the Heavenly Dao.

He, on the other hand, entered the Immortal Realm with a split soul. His methods of transformation were unfathomable, and neither Han Qing’er nor Han Huang noticed that he had switched to a split soul.

The family of three traveled through the Immortal Realm, visiting places with many people and demons. Han Qing’er was incredibly excited, constantly introducing all sorts of things along the way to Han Huang.

Initially, Han Huang was also very excited, but not long after, he calmed down.

Several days later.

Han Huang interrupted the incessantly talking Han Qing’er, saying impatiently, “It’s just like this, not fun at all. Father, when are we going back?”

Han Jue pretended to be surprised and asked, “Why isn’t it fun? Don’t you find it novel?”

Han Huang shook his head.

Han Qing’er also looked at him in confusion. She remembered that when she was young and came to the Immortal Realm, she spent ten years exploring and was still full of interest. Why was this little brother completely different?

Han Huang pouted and said, “It’s not novel at all. They only look like us, but in reality, they’re different. What’s the difference between them and the flowers, plants, insects, and ants by the roadside?”

After speaking, Han Huang frowned.

For some reason, Han Jue actually saw a hint of loneliness in his eyes.

This kid is quite interesting.

Such emotions at such a young age?

Thinking about it carefully, it made sense. In this world, he was the only Primordial Chaos Demon God.

Han Huang was initially excited, just wanting to find the aura of his own kind. But after walking for so long, he hadn't encountered the aura of any Primordial Chaos Demon Gods, so he naturally felt disappointed.

Han Qing’er was not a Primordial Chaos Demon God; she was still human, after all. Looking around, everyone was of the same race, so everything naturally felt new.

Han Huang, however, felt exceptionally uncomfortable, even disgusted.

Han Jue smiled, waved his sleeve, and took the siblings back.

Back in the Third Dojo.

Han Qing’er regretfully left the Daoist Temple, but Han Huang did not leave.

He stood in front of Han Jue, with his head bowed.

Han Jue sat cross-legged on the thirty-sixth grade samsara world-ending black lotus and asked with a smile, “What’s wrong, Huang’er?”

Han Huang looked up, staring at Han Jue prettily, and said, “Father, why is my aura different from all of yours? Am I really your child?”

Han Jue smiled and said, “Of course you are. Your mother carried you for millions of years before giving birth to you. How could you not be our child?”

“Then my aura is different from yours…”

“I used to be like you; later, I just became stronger.”

Han Jue explained simply. Regarding the matter of the Primordial Chaos Demon God, he would have to instruct Han Huang when he grew up.

Anyway, Han Jue wouldn't let Han Huang venture out alone for the time being.

The identity of a Primordial Chaos Demon God was too sensitive. At the very least, this brat needed to have the ability to protect himself, and it would be best for him to Cultivate to the Great Dao Supreme by his side.

Upon hearing this, Han Huang immediately breathed a sigh of relief and even patted his chest, looking very cute, without any of the terrifying appearance of a Primordial Chaos Demon God.

Han Jue raised his hand, pulling him into his embrace, and said, “Huang’er, you are indeed born extraordinary, but remember, there are never those born as the strongest in this world; there are countless who are stronger than you. When you grow up, you must Cultivate diligently and never be lazy.”

Han Huang looked up and asked curiously, “Father, how strong are you?”

Han Jue smiled and said, “Stronger than you, anyway.”

“Indeed, when you hit me, I couldn’t resist.”

“What? You still want to resist?”

“Hehe…”

Han Huang scratched his head and chuckled foolishly. Han Jue couldn't help but pinch his face.

It was strange to say, Han Huang’s personality was more peculiar than Han Tuo and Han Qing’er, yet he inexplicably liked Han Huang the most.

It wasn’t because of his Aptitude, but rather a feeling at first sight.

The father and son began to chat, an opportunity they rarely had.

Han Huang felt that his father was gentler than usual, which he liked very much. After some conversation, in his heart, Han Jue's status had surpassed Han Qing'er.

As for Xing Hongxuan, she was busy Cultivating, so he rarely saw her.

Several years later.

Han Huang, who had just turned ten, began to Cultivate on his own. However, without a proper Cultivation method, it somewhat wasted the Aptitude of a Primordial Chaos Demon God. So, Han Jue called him over and imparted the Extreme Origin Great Dao.

Under the old tree.

Qing Luan’er sat beside Han Qing’er and sighed, “Huang’er is starting to Cultivate so young. Boys are truly different. Back then, your father had to force you to Cultivate.”

Han Qing’er pouted and said, “Second Brother has good Aptitude, and the sense of accomplishment he gets from Cultivating is high, so he naturally likes to Cultivate.”

Qing Luan’er rolled her eyes at her, knowing that this girl was once again being sarcastic.

At this moment, Han Huang rushed out of the Daoist Temple in a flurry, came before Han Qing’er, and said, “Qing’er, I just learned a Divine Ability. Do you want to spar?”

The Primordial Chaos Demon God’s Aptitude was extraordinary; in less than half a year, he had embarked on the Extreme Origin Great Dao and also learned a Divine Ability.

Ten-year-old Han Huang was already a handsome youth, with an imposing demeanor.

Han Qing’er said, annoyed, “Is Older Brother going to bully Younger Sister?”

This kid was a Free and Unfettered Saint; how could she possibly defeat him?

For some reason, Han Qing’er inexplicably thought of Peerless Jiang.

Peerless Jiang was also a Free and Unfettered Saint, right here in this Universe. She wondered if he could deal with Han Huang.

Han Huang sighed, “I have no opponents; I don’t even know how strong I am. The Disciples in the Dao Field are all too weak; I’m afraid I’ll kill them.”

Han Qing’er said, “You want to find an opponent? Outside the Dao Field, there’s a Disciple of Father’s named Peerless Jiang, who is also in the Zizai Realm. Go ask Father to let you fight Peerless Jiang.”