Master scolded the Demon Lord while speaking with a fearful expression.
However, I could tell that Master was mostly speaking to the righteous people behind me. The purpose was to tell them that our despicable behavior stemmed from the Demon Lord's curse.
Upon hearing my master's words, the righteous sects immediately showed expressions of sudden realization. So, my despicable behavior was due to the Demon Lord's curse.
Their gazes towards me no longer held contempt, only pity.
"Hmph! It's your disciple's own despicable nature; it has nothing to do with me. My disciple was quite pleased with himself when he was playing with him!" the Demon Lord said with a wicked grin.
"Oh? Is that so? Then dare you swear an oath to the Heavenly Dao?" my master asked with a wicked smile.
Upon hearing my master's words, the Demon Lord immediately fell silent.
Then he reached out and grasped Pang Xing and the others in his hands, saying, "Xiaoyao, I have no interest in arguing with you now. We'll see. In the end, I will be the one to possess this world. So what if your disciple has great fortune? One day I will make their family disappear and make my disciple the ruler of this world."
After speaking, the soaring demonic energy surged and vanished before our eyes.
Watching the vanished Demon Lord, the master said nothing more, only looking at the corpses of those who had just died in the battle with the demonic forces.
With a gentle wave of his hand, the still-warm corpses instantly returned to their original state, even those who had been pulverized.
Then, to the astonishment of the crowd, all the dead opened their eyes.
Looking at the miracle before them, the people marveled at the master's power and benevolence.
When the Demon Lord left, he did not take the villains with him, only Pang Xing and the other two.
The villains stood there, pale-faced, looking at Master and us with despair, awaiting their judgment.
With the Demon Lord gone, we, filled with righteous hatred for these villains, immediately pounced on them.
Completely lacking fighting spirit, they offered only slight resistance before falling to our swords.
Afterwards, Master led us towards the temple. On the way, Master told us about the Demon Lord and the reason for his appearance.
Pang Xing's token was actually the same as my soul space.
It could establish a connection between him and the Demon Lord.
However, the Demon Lord originally couldn't have a substantial impact on this world. The reason he could curse our family was because he placed something cursed into the token's space, which Pang Xing then took out.
Under normal circumstances, Pang Xing couldn't summon the Demon Lord, just as I couldn't summon Master. Breaking the boundaries of dimensions is extremely difficult.
The Demon Lord was summoned this time because of the abundant unclaimed demonic energy in this world and the lack of a ruler; no one prevented the Demon Lord from entering.
Master was able to appear because of the connection between my soul space and myself, and because the Demon Lord broke the temple's barrier, allowing the celestial energy within to dissipate, thus enabling Master to come to this world.
Without these conditions, summoning the Demon Lord and Master would have been impossible.
After hearing this, everyone's mood improved considerably. Otherwise, if Pang Xing frequently summoned the Demon Lord, and Master couldn't appear, the righteous path would have no chance of resisting.
Upon entering the temple, they found it, though large, to be surprisingly spacious.
It was divided into two levels. The first level contained various books, weapons, and armor.
There were hundreds of items, of such quality that they would undoubtedly be considered divine weapons in the martial arts world.
Among the books were numerous martial arts manuals, including nearly a hundred first-rate techniques and over a dozen top-tier ones.
Among them was a set of divine martial arts techniques, the "War God's Manual," which everyone coveted, but no one dared to take it because their master was present.
We didn't linger on the first floor and went straight to the second.
Upon reaching the second floor, we immediately saw the beautiful and holy creature on the central circular platform—a Qilin.
A Qilin, entirely emerald green, radiating a sacred aura.
"This is the thing I asked you to find that can completely destroy the Demon Realm Stone. Only it can end the struggle for the Demon Realm Stone," the master said, stroking the Qilin's already dead body.
"Now that the Qilin is dead, doesn't that mean it can't destroy the Demon Realm Stone?" my wife asked the master, looking puzzled. My wife and mother were still naked, their perfect bodies exposed to everyone. As they walked around me, many young men excitedly watched their swaying, full buttocks. He wasn't wrong to think that way, but he didn't understand! Before its death, the Qilin concentrated all its spiritual power within its body, without leaking a single drop. It awaited the birth of a child who could inherit this power. "How will this child be born?" Mom asked, a mixture of anticipation and understanding.
"Haha! I'm sure you've already guessed, after all, you're the only one who can hear the summons!" Master said gently to Mom.
After hearing Master's words, Mom looked at everyone with a determined expression and asked, "Who wants to bear this heir with me?" Everyone fell silent after hearing Mom's question.
Looking at Mom's mature and perfect body, the men swallowed hard, while the women looked on with envy and jealousy.
While the men hesitated, I came up behind Mom, gently embraced her, and whispered in her ear, "Mom, let's have another child!"
After saying that, I gently kissed her snow-white neck.
Under the incredulous gazes of the crowd, I reached my hand between Mom's legs to her vulva, which had been ravaged for days. Just as my hand was about to touch her vulva, my mother stopped me, then looked at me with loving eyes and said, "Son, no, we're mother and son! We had a child when we were under the curse, but now, we can't, we really can't!"
As she spoke, warm tears streamed down her face, dripping onto my hand.
Feeling my mother's trembling body, I knew clearly that she still loved me, but she couldn't give herself to me.
Because she didn't want me to touch her body, which had already been violated by Pang Xing and the others. She felt guilty for the humiliation she had inflicted on me during the curse, and she also hoped that I would become a respected hero. A person who committed incest with their own mother could not be respected.
These reasons combined made my mother refuse me.
Although my mother refused, I, who loved her deeply, would not give up.
I spoke gently yet firmly, in a voice everyone could hear: "Mom, I love you. It has nothing to do with the curse; I simply love you as my mother. You and Yuxin are both people I will never abandon. Our child was not a child born under the curse, but a crystallization of our love and longing. I know you reject me because you feel you've been defiled by Pang Xing and the others, but in my heart, you will always be my beloved mother. No matter what you've suffered, you will always be my beloved mother. I know you don't want my reputation to be tarnished by incest, but I don't care about reputation, I don't care about what others think; what matters to me is you."
Having said this, I turned my mother around to face her, then hugged Yuxin, and said to them, "I love you both, and that has never changed. No matter what happens, no matter what we go through, that will never change. We are cursed, but during those days of the curse, the feeling of being shameless and depraved with you every day was so joyful, so blissful. Those days are unforgettable." It's not about painful memories, but about the happy life we've shared. Mom, wife, I know you've found yourselves again, but you don't need to deny your former selves!
Can you forget the pleasure of showing your bodies to others? Can you forget the joy of being teased? Can you forget the thrill of writhing beneath a man? You've become loving mothers again, chivalrous women again, but don't abandon that seductive, mature woman, that wanton wife, because that's also the real you. To abandon that is to abandon our past. "Happiness, do you know? I still want to be the bad son who ravishes my mother's cunt, and the useless husband who enjoys his wife being fucked by others, because that makes me happy and joyful."