I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Zhou Ke heaved a sigh of relief.

The prophecy echoed in his ears, “Only his daughter could change this fate!”

Was this the end of the prophecy?

Immediately, the flesh under his skin told him that things were not so simple.

The Great Old One was still in the middle of the situation.

Entropy was increasing.

This was an irreversible process!

Even if it was an Outer God, the entropy would increase to a certain limit.

It would completely go crazy!

It would become a pile of putridity without willpower or thought.

In the end, it would fall into the Primordial Chaos.

It would become the nourishment for the Primordial Chaos.

In the old days, there was a legend.

A long time ago, an era that could not be recalled.

The Primordial Chaos gave birth to The Nameless Mist, and The Nameless Mist enveloped the Primordial Chaos.

Under the nourishment of countless Outer Gods, the Primordial Core of Chaos was finally born.

He had heard another version of the legend from some ancient and unimaginable places.

The universe was just a dream of Chaos.

Chaos weaved matter in the dream, and matter gave birth to laws.

Everything eventually gathered to the Primordial under the guidance of the laws.

It gave birth to The Nameless Mist and The Nameless Mist opened a path.

It allowed the great Primordial Core of Chaos to descend into the universe from a higher dimension.

A dimension that transcended matter and space-time.

And this was a predetermined fate.

It was a predetermined fact.

It was also the universe’s inevitability!

From the moment the dream started, it was a predetermined inevitability.

The difference was just a little faster or a little slower.

However, one would always wake up from a dream.

If the person woke up, the dream would disappear.

If the thing in the dream wanted to survive and live until the second dream, it had to let the Primordial Core of Chaos remember it/him.

So that when he fell asleep again and the dream unfolded, he would wake up again.

Thinking of these two legends, Zhou Ke understood the meaning of the predestined prophecy.

The first legend meant that if he could not please the great ruler, with the increase of entropy, time would naturally kill him.

Madness would deprive his thoughts, and also erode his already crazy consciousness.

It would turn him into a lump of pure rotten meat without any thoughts.

Finally, he would fall into the Primordial and become the nourishment of the Core of Chaos.

It nourished the great ruler and kept him in eternal Chaos.

This was the law of nature and the inevitability of time.

Everything died and only Chaos existed forever!

The other legend was even more terrifying.

Everything was just a dream.

A dream that was woven.

The matter was the expansion of the thought in the dream, and the rules were the natural characteristics of matter.

On the day of awakening, everything would return to zero.

The forsaken would be like a document stored on a hard drive.

It would be formatted, erased, and destroyed.

Only those of value (who had an impression) would be able to obtain the continuation of life on the new hard drive (dream realm).

This was too pathetic.

However, it was the authority of the Great One.

The Great One who resided above space-time and matter.

He didn’t care!

Just like in the past, he didn’t care about the lives of the mortals.

The mortals didn’t care about the opinions of the programs on their computers.

Thinking of this, Zhou Ke thought of the great ruler’s words.

Everything was completely different.

“Little Ke… you better be careful!”

He was very angry!

He doubted his usefulness.

He doubted the value of his existence!

He simply wanted to delete him with a single click!

To him, he was just a minor character. If he deleted him, so be it.

There was nothing to be ashamed of!

At worst, he would design another one.

“M-Mister Ling…” Zhou Ke looked at the young man who was hugging Aning with a smiling face and was extremely easy-going.

He lowered his head deeply, “I’ll remember your lesson in my heart…”

“In the future… I’ll work hard and make you satisfied!”

I won’t dare to do it again.

I beg you!

I will accept any punishment.

I beg you…

I don’t want to become rotten meat!

And I don’t want to be deleted!

…

Aning looked at her brother’s appearance.

Her brother was fearful to the point that he was abnormal.

The skin on his face showed a sick color.

It was like ink. It was pitch-black and oily.

His skin was so loose that it almost drooped down.

He looked very pitiful!

Aning then looked at the man who was hugging her.

This man, made her feel inexplicably close and familiar.

She remembered Zhou Ke’s care and love for her.

Therefore, Aning naively pulled on the sleeve of this seemingly easy-going and gentle big brother and said cutely, “Big brother, did brother Ake did something that made you angry?”

“Please don’t be angry anymore, okay?”

…

Ling Ping’an listened to the little girl’s crisp pleas.

Then, he looked at her cute little face.

He felt very close to her.

He liked this little girl a little.

Thus, Ling Ping’an nodded. “Aning, be good… Big brother won’t reproach your brother!”

“This was for Aning’s sake!” he emphasized his standpoint.

Then, Ling Ping’an knew why he liked this little girl so much.

The additional entropy on his body.

A part of it was being absorbed by this little girl!

It was like a sponge absorbing.

It was also like a battery that was charging.

This part of the entropy that was absorbed accounted for about one-fifth of his output.

So…

This little girl had a similar characteristic to his aunt?

His aunt’s characteristic was that she could make him “less smart” or control his “intelligence”.

And this little girl could absorb some of the derivatives that were produced because of his “intelligence”?

So that was why he subconsciously “liked” it?

Just like sharks in the sea, they would not harm the fish that cleaned their teeth and scales.

The fierce crocodiles would not eat the birds that flew into their mouths to help them clean their mouths.

“Jingwei Bird…” Ling Ping’an thought for a while, then asked Lord Xuan what was going on in his heart.

Then, he got a vague guess.

According to Lord Xuan, it was probably because of the special characteristics of Jingwei Birds.

It was an empress when it was alive.

After it died, its soul did not perish, and it turned into a Jingwei Bird. In the great Mountain and Sea World, it filled the sea with stones for tens of thousands of years.

It also experienced all sorts of unknown tribulations.

Finally, it crossed the disaster and reached the other shore. In the void, it formed a physical body.

This made it possible for it to meet some special conditions.

In addition, its origin was extraordinary, and it was born with the foundation of an emperor!

Therefore, it could absorb the potential of some things that others thought were highly toxic and lethal!

According to Lord Xuan, if it became an emperor…

Perhaps, Ling Ping’an wouldn’t need to worry about entropy for hundreds of years — as long as he didn’t act presumptuously and behaved like an otaku.

He could live the life of an otaku for hundreds of years.

Just thinking about it was a little exciting!

However, this was obviously impossible!

This was because this little girl was not an emperor.

It was also impossible for him to not think about things for a few hundred years.

Even in the past, he could not help but think about things even if he ate and waited for death every day.

Not to mention now?

Since he knew all this, Ling Ping’an’s attitude towards the little girl in his arms became even more amiable.

He gently stroked Aning’s cute little head, showering her with affection.

Who wouldn’t like a little girl who was so cute and at the same time had “benefits” for him?

As a result, he had a favorable impression of the little monster in front of him.

But, this favorable impression was useless!

Ling Ping’an’s current state of mind had long been divided after he found out about his “monster” identity that day.

On one hand, he was still the same as before.

He hadn’t changed.

He still insisted that he was a person and a gentleman.

He still didn’t give up on his ideal of muddling along and waiting for death.

On the other hand, when he faced a monster, he was a real monster!

How could a monster be soft-hearted towards a monster?

Impossible!

Moreover, in his eyes, all the monsters were actually like walking delicious fruits, like pieces of delicious and juicy beef!

If it weren’t for that, as a gentleman, he would have a bottom line.

He couldn’t suppress the desire in his heart.

He put every monster he saw on the grill.

“Xiao Ke…” Ling Ping’an said. “Since you know your mistake, you should correct it!”

“I will ask Little Ao to teach you how to correct it!”

When Zhou Ke heard the name “Little Ao”, his flesh and blood froze.

The Faceless God…

The Creeping Chaos…

There was nothing that was not afraid of him!

Because…

The Faceless God was the claws of Primordial Chaos.

He was the cruelest and most loyal eagle dog!

Using words that humans could understand to describe him.

The Creeping chaos was the eunuch.

The most insidious, cunning, and cruel eunuch by the king’s side!

“Thank you, Mister!” Zhou Ke’s voice trembled as he lowered his head deeply to show his submission.

He did not dare to not do so.

Because this was already the result of leniency.

He should be grateful.

…

He watched Zhou Ke and Aning disappear into the night sky outside the door.

Ling Ping’an leaned against the sofa and chuckled.

“Turning a blind eye to the name of Yi…” he softly recited the Tao Te Ching that his parents had written down.

“Turning a blind eye to the name of Xi…”

“Striving for the name of Wei…”

A thin mist spread out from his pores.

It slowly enveloped him.

His brains were instantly filled with fog.

Two points of fire rose.

“These three can not be questioned! Thus, they are one! If the top is not handed over, the bottom is not concealed!”

“The rope can not be named, returning to nothingness!”

He recited.

The flames in his eyes shone brighter and fiercer than the sun, lighting up the entire bookstore and revealing the bookstore’s true colors in his eyes.

He finally saw the bookstore’s true colors.

In the wallpaper, squirming monsters extended their tentacles intimately, wanting to touch him but not daring to.

In the poster, the skin of the Strange Gods and Buddhas cracked inch by inch.

An extremely strange sound echoed in his ears.

Between the bookshelves, on the covers of the books, the evil eyes opened and closed.

They were the guards of the tomb.

Those who didn’t get permission would die!

The space around the bookshelves was swallowed by the darkness.

Outside the bookshelves, a liquid that flowed like asphalt slowly flowed.

It was like the vision of a black hole in a fantasy.

It distorted light and cognition.

“It’s called shapeless form, the image of nothing, it’s called trance!” when the scripture was recited, a reverse eight trigram spread across the entire bookshop.

“If you don’t see its head, you won’t see its back!”

In the eight trigrams, the two rotten yin-yang fish chased each other, biting and fighting.

Countless stinky blood and rotten flesh and bones were torn off all over the bookstore.

In the end, the two yin-yang fish were completely entangled together.

Countless sharp mouths bit each other’s flesh and blood.

Countless distorted tentacles went deep into each other’s bodies.

They collided and they destroyed each other!

Ling Ping’an raised his hand and looked at his fair, clean, and thin hand.

The flames in his eyes burned fiercely.

He had already mastered the strength to control his dehumanization!

This was one of his physical incarnations.

His parents had created it for him.

Protect him and protect the incarnations of this world!

“I finally understand why mother wanted to leave the Tao Te Ching here!”

It was a chance for him to seal himself.

It could be considered a medicine of regret.

A medicine of regret for deceiving oneself.

It allowed him to deceive himself in order to suppress his entropy.

The reason why he said that was because objectively, the entropy had increased.

It was an irreversible increase.

However, he could use this to temporarily suppress it.

He didn’t want the problems caused by the entropy to be seen by others.

He didn’t want the whole world to spread fire if he wasn’t careful.

“I can only use it five times!” Ling Ping’an sighed. “This is the second time!”

The first time, he had already used it the day he found the ball on the counter.

That was the inevitable result.

If it weren’t for this step, he might have directly awakened!

If that was the case, he would have been completely wiped out after 0.01 seconds.

He would have been directly drowned by the enormous strength and information that had washed down from the higher dimensions.

This world would not even have the chance to spread the fire.

After 0.001 seconds, because he had witnessed something indescribable and incomprehensible, he completely shattered and reverted to particles.

With this, it was equivalent to having an additional layer of a firewall.

But…

Ling Ping’an also knew that it couldn’t be used so many times.

Because…

He was already somewhat unable to balance the other side of him as a monster.

The reason was that he was too weak.

This weakness was compared to his past.

Too weak, too weak!

He was completely powerless to resist!

So…

“I have to think of a way to make my “human” part stronger!”

“At the very least, I need to have the ability to balance when I’m facing a ‘monster’!”

Thinking of this, Ling Ping’an said to himself, “Lord Xuan… In the future, I’ll leave you to run the bookstore during the day!”

“If I didn’t remind you of anything, then you can decide for yourself!”

“Yes!” Lord Xuan answered in his heart, incomparably delighted.

To Ling Ping’an, the “entropy” that was comparable to a flood or a ferocious beast was something like a perfect tonic pill to Lord Xuan.

Every Outer God could not leave entropy.

Because entropy was strength.

They were also afraid of entropy because it was poison!

Only things like Lord Xuan would not be afraid of entropy.

As long as they did not exceed the limit, entropy would be their nutrients!

Ling Ping’an did not care anymore.

He walked to the door and pulled down the shutter.

He was going to play.

He was going to find a way to break out of the game.

His subconscious also pointed to the Realm of Nightmare.

It seemed that his entropy could be blocked there.

Or, there was something else that was enduring for him.