Little Yuna had long known that her parents didn't really like her.
But her grandmother was very fond of her, so she was still quite happy growing up.
She wanted to become real sisters with Lily, which she actually understood was difficult, but kids are so naive, thinking that any difficulty can be overcome.
But now things were better, a very nice big brother had moved in next door, and he was willing to adopt Lily, which was a great help, so now she could come over to play with Lily anytime.
In the end, Xiya still left with Little Youli, but she promised Little Yuna that she would send Little Youli to Lynn's house within three days, so the two sisters could reunite.
Lynn had no objections to this, he truly liked Little Youli, and having such a daughter was something he couldn't have wished for more.
It would be best if Sister Xiya could come too, after all, a child can't be without a mother...
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After bidding farewell to the big beauties and little cuties, Lynn went home alone.
Although he hadn't made a big purchase, he did remember the bed sheets and blankets.
After making his own bed, Lynn didn't rush to sleep but, by the light of the candles in the room, he took out the treasure he had won at the auction from his spatial ring.
To prevent any demonic qi from escaping, the magic staff was stored in a sealed box, and without a second thought, Lynn unlocked the box and took out the staff.
As soon as his hand touched the staff, a dark aura washed over him. If it was before, at this point, the system interface would have warned him about the leakage of demonic qi and given him a negative status, a debuff.
But now, facing the demonic qi directly didn't make Lynn uncomfortable at all; on the contrary, he even found the power somewhat familiar and, in fact, quite agreeable.
"Something must have happened at that time; the Demon Dragon Emperor replaced me in ascending to divinity, so..."
"Did I actually replace it and become the new Demon Emperor?"
This was just Lynn's personal speculation, but he felt that even if he wasn't spot on, he was at least halfway right.
Otherwise, how could he explain his inexplicable affiliation with demonic nature, even the Saint Emperor's Sword, which had been with him for so long, no longer recognized him?
The previous demon race spy said he killed the Demon Dragon Emperor and that he was the new Demon Emperor. Although the demon race's inheritance system seemed absurd, Lynn had to admit, he might temporarily be unable to shake off his connection with the demon race.
After all, the light attribute's restraint on him was undeniable, and he had truly embraced demonic tendencies without going berserk.
Of course, this wasn't entirely a bad thing. At least with such an identity, he could try to test the new demon kings of the demon race. If, as the spy said, the new Seven Great Demon Kings were indeed anti-war, he might end the long-lasting war with his new identity.
No matter the situation, he had already physically arrived in this world and, naturally, didn't want it to be mired in continuous warfare. Whether to casually assume the role of a Demon Emperor or try to restore the identity of the Human Race Saint Emperor, he wished for a peaceful world.
"The light element's power burns me, so how will the dark element's power affect me?"
Holding the magic staff tainted by demonic qi, Lynn attempted to absorb its power, but he wasn't sure if the demonic qi was too scarce or if he was just too good at absorbing. Either way, as soon as he moved, the demonic qi entwined around the staff vanished in an instant.
Perhaps I got stronger by a billionth of a fraction...
That's how Lynn felt, not having an interface with numbers to check for an exact value. However, as a near-divine level 999 strength holder, Lynn knew his own condition very well.
The bit of demonic qi intake was no different than when he killed a level 100 monster at level 500—experience points hardly increased; it was just the system granting him 1 point out of humane consideration.
"The demonic qi can be used by me, but it's useless... Damn it!"
Lynn felt that spending a little money on the staff had been a waste since that bit of demonic qi was of no use to him. But when he carelessly flicked his finger to disperse the remaining bit of demonic qi at his fingertips, a strong force suddenly shot out along his finger, piercing through the wall of his master bedroom.
Moreover, it pierced through in such a way that a chopstick-thick energy from his fingertip blasted the wall into pieces far beyond just a tiny hole at his fingertip.
"Did it activate my inner magic power as a catalyst?"
Lynn, well-read in various web novels with countless strange settings, immediately guessed whether that tiny bit of demonic qi had triggered the power within him that belonged to the Demon Emperor, thus causing him to inadvertently unleash such destructive force.
"If only I had some 'ding ding ding' sound-making system or a grandfatherly sage accompanying me right now... Do I have to explore everything myself?"
Lynn couldn't help but complain that his transmigrator's starter package was too simple, lacking even a beginner guide or something.
"But perhaps it's better this way. Otherwise, everything I do would be to complete system tasks, follow the old sage's guidance... or make my own decisions..."
About this, Lynn had always wondered while reading novels, whether the protagonist was entirely self-driven, a mere task tool, or a carefully crafted creation by someone else.
"I'll do it myself; the first batch of Miracle World players didn't have guides either, yet didn't I manage to become the strongest one step at a time!"
Lynn was very proud of his previous achievements. Initially, without a substantial budget or experience from other game tops, he relied purely on himself, slowly exploring, diligently researching, and working hard to gain the title of Saint Emperor, near-divine level player, and the only supreme elite of the entire server at the same level as the final world boss.
If it were comparing other things, Lynn might not have been so confident, but if it were about surviving and struggling in the Miracle World, not even a celestial emperor would have a chance against him!
Even if the once-game world had turned real, after initial confusion, Lynn quickly regained his proper state.
I am the Emperor of this world! The Saint Emperor is an emperor, and the Demon Emperor is too... I can perform a double act without a partner, I'm just that grand!
Simplistically motivating himself, Lynn earnestly dived into research, and what was his first research subject? Of course, it was himself.
He estimated that his level 999 strength remained, but the most fitting gear was temporarily unusable, slightly reducing his overall strength. However, this only reflected his capacity as the Human Race Saint Emperor, Holy Sword Envoy, and did not signify his total strength currently.
For instance... if I were to switch and cultivate demon power, would I become as formidable as the Demon Dragon Emperor, whom it took a level 999 near-divine warrior like himself, along with hundreds of level 900 demigod warriors, and millions of Saint Tier warriors to defeat?