Yun Zheng was deep in thought when suddenly he heard a faint smile from the nearby Yue Qingying and she said, "He is my nephew."

Yun Ni was momentarily stunned, a trace of surprise flickering in her eyes.

Perhaps she was surprised as to how the nephew of a prestigious family guardian ended up in such a miserable state?

Of course, it's not just her, other disciples of the Yunshang Sect also have such thoughts. Of course, this is someone else's family matter, they have no say in it at all. Yue Qingying is the head of the Yue family, while Yue Chufei is just a small fry who hasn't even started cultivating. No one will be foolish enough to interfere.

However, it seems that there are such fools in the world.

And this idiot, was their most respected senior brother - Yun Zheng!

Yun Zheng opened his mouth and uttered two words, "Hehe."

Yun Zheng was very unhappy, feeling extremely squeezed and frustrated.

He and the male lead are still strangers, so he doesn't have the qualification to speak up for the male lead. But he couldn't help it, so he let out a meaningful "hehe."

However, Yue Qingying remained calm. He said faintly, "His mother fell in love with a demonic cultivator and actually agreed to give birth to his demonic offspring."

Yun Zheng detected a hint of ferocity in his voice.

At the beginning of the month, Fei's mother, Yue Qinghan, used to be the pride of the Yue family. However, the higher one stands, the more disastrous the fall.

The cultivators of the Qiankun Continent hold the greatest disdain for three types of people: demon cultivators, demonic clans, and demonic beasts.

They believed that cultivators who fell into demonic cultivation were no different from demons themselves. Therefore, they also detested the descendants of demonic cultivators and referred to them as the offspring of demons.

Of course, Yue Chu Fei is indeed a "demon hybrid" at the beginning of the month.

No one knows why Yue Qinghan fell in love with Mo Shenxingkui in the beginning. Perhaps it was just a random portrayal by the author to enhance the protagonist's mysterious aura. However, this led to Yue Chufei's tragic childhood and a lifetime of pain, forever unrecognized by the righteous path.

As Moon Qingying's voice fell, someone immediately exclaimed, "It's actually a demon seed!"

The expressions on everyone's faces changed drastically, and they all looked at Yue Chufei with disgust.

Yun Zheng subconsciously glanced at Yue Chufei.

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Sure enough, his face was pale like the cold moonlight.

His whole body trembled slightly, his head lowered, his hands clenched into fists, tightly gripping his own clothes.

The surrounding noise was chaotic, leaving him in a dazed and confused state, with his mind completely blank.

He didn't want to hear the curses from those people, nor did he want to see the hateful glares.

He was scared, he was confused.

He didn't know what he had done wrong.

It's just because...

Is he a demon?

"So what?"

A cold voice suddenly rang out, so icy that it seemed to pierce through the dawn like a ray of morning light, instantly banishing all the evil spirits and demons.

Sunshine bathed the earth.

Spring arrives suddenly.

At the beginning of the month, Fei raised her head and looked at Yun Zheng in a daze.

Yun Zheng's voice plunged the noisy living room into an eerie silence.

Moon Qingying squinted her eyes and stared at Yun Zheng.

Yun Zheng looked at Yue Qingying with a cold smirk and said, "If he could choose his own background, perhaps he wouldn't want a demonic cultivator for a father, as well as a mother who fell in love with a demonic cultivator."

At the beginning of the month, Fei's eyes were moist.

Yes, he had once hidden in a dark and damp corner, licking his numerous wounds, hating himself countless times in his heart. Why was he a monster? Why did it have to be him?

But in the end, he could only numbly accept his identity as a descendant of demons.

Perhaps from the moment he was born, he was destined to be despised by this world!

But now...

At the beginning of the month, Yue Chu fixedly gazed at Yun Zheng with a deep breath and a sense of urgency.

This person, this person might be different...

Of course, Yun Zheng couldn't sense Yue Chufei's emotions. He could only empathize with her. After all, demonic cultivators and the offspring of humans were both despised by the human race to some extent. Fortunately, his own identity had not been revealed yet. But once it was exposed...