âWow! He can understand you?â Chang Yueâer shouted in surprise, looking at Han Huang with fondness.
This kid was indeed cute.
As if understanding Chang Yueâerâs words, Han Huang actually flew out of Han Jueâs arms. Unfortunately, he grabbed his foot and pulled him back.
Han Huang frowned and reached out to grab him.
âThis kid is quite fierce.â
Xuan Qingjun laughed. Han Jue slapped Han Huangâs butt loudly.
He could sense that Han Huangâs intelligence was not high. It was at most like a two- or three-year-old. However, his physical talent was high and he could instinctively control the changes.
Han Huang didnât cry after being beaten by him. Instead, he stared at him with a very angry expression.
Han Jue was amused and slapped him again.
This kid still didnât cry after ten consecutive slaps. He still stared at him.
âOh my, what are you doing!â
Xing Hongxuan took Han Huang and glared at him.
Xuan Qingjun and the other two also started to blame him.
Han Jue was helpless and didnât dare to refute.
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Xuan Qingjun and the other two left after playing with the baby for a while.
Han Jue brought Xing Hongxuan and her son to the third Dao Field to see Qingluanâer and Han Qingâer.
âMy second brother was born?â Han Qingâer shouted in surprise. Then, she went in front of Han Jue and looked at the swaddled Han Huang. Her eyes instantly lit up and she reached out to take him.
Qingluanâer held Xing Hongxuanâs arm and asked about the delivery.
Han Jue reminded her, âBe careful. Your second brother is a Freedom Sage. He might hurt you.â
âWhat? Freedom? Wasnât he just born?â
Han Qingâer was shocked. The hand holding the swaddle trembled.
âAfter all, it has been nurtured for so many
years.â
âBut this isâŠâ
Han Qingâer couldnât accept it. She had always thought that she was extremely talented, but she was simply inferior compared to Little Second.
Han Huang seemed to be amused by her expression. He chuckled and raised his two small hands, wanting to scratch her face.
Han Qingâer could only forcefully calm down upon seeing how cute he was.
She began to tease Han Huang.
Qingluanâer exclaimed, âBorn as Freedom. He should be the number one in the Chaos,
right?â
Xing Hongxuan smiled. âProbably. Speaking of which, my cultivation level is also thanks to him.â
During the period when Han Huang was about to be born, her cultivation level also increased rapidly.
âSister is really lucky.â
âNo, Qingâer is so obedient. Although this kid is talented, he will definitely be a restless person in the future.â
âBring him over if you have nothing to do in the future. I think Qingâer likes him very much.â
âIâll stay here and see this kid grow up.â
âThatâs great.â
Han Jue ignored the two womenâs conversation and looked at Han Huang.
Han Qingâer raised him in the air and made him laugh even more.
The newly born Han Huang was already like a two-year-old. He looked innocent, but Han Jue felt that this kid was strange.
Not to mention the future he saw in the illusion, he didnât cry when Han Jue hit him earlier. Instead, he stared at him without fear. That gaze was something.
This kid would probably scare others until their legs went weak when he grew up.
Han Jue thought silently.
He decided to accompany Han Huang as he grew up. He wouldnât cultivate first. Anyway, twenty years was the blink of an eye for him.
Qingluanâer brought Han Huang to the other disciples to play. In the end, not long after, Han Huang accidentally injured a disciple. Fortunately, Han Jue was there. Otherwise, that disciple would have been slapped until his soul dissipated.
Han Jue was even more surprised.
Could it be that this kid could already tell his family apart?
Facing Han Qingâer, he was like an ordinary baby. Facing other disciples, his movements were heavy and he subconsciously wanted to use his Connate Dharmic powers.
Han Qingâer was shocked by Han Huangâs attack and did not know what to do.
Han Jue raised his hand and sucked Han Huang over.
Han Huang bared his fangs and brandished his claws. He was very dissatisfied to be grabbed by Han Jue after returning to his arms.
Xing Hongxuan walked over and frowned. âHusband, you have to discipline this kid wellâŠâ
She had also seen the scene just now. If not for her son, she would probably be as shocked as Han Qingâer.
Han Jue said, âI know.â
He looked around at the nearby disciples. All of them looked terrified and did not dare to approach.
Han Jue was helpless.
Indeed.
This kid was really a little overlord.
It was impossible for all children to be gentle towards him.
Just like that, Han Jue began to personally take care of Han Huang. Xing Hongxuan pulled Qingluanâer to the side of Han Jueâs Daoist temple and prepared to open a new Daoist temple. She couldnât always cultivate under the tree. In any case, Xing Hongxuan did not like that.
Time passed quickly.
Two years passed in a flash.
Han Jue had always been staring at Han Huang, afraid that this kid would hurt someone.
He did not restrain Han Huang and usually let Han Qingâer play with him.
After two years, Han Huang looked to be three or four years old. He spoke in human language and his intelligence had reached the ten-year-old mark. He could communicate normally.
On this day.
Han Huang and Han Qingâer were under the old tree. Han Qingâer recounted what she had seen in the Immortal World. Han Huang lay in front of her, holding his cheeks with both hands and shaking his legs.
The two-year-old Han Huang wore a golden silk white robe. His pupils were purple, and he was cute and divine.
After growing up, he saw that Han Jueâs pupils were red, so he no longer hid his purple eyes.
Han Huang was puzzled upon hearing the story.
âQingâer, why does that person want revenge?â Han Huang asked.
Han Qingâer smiled. âIf someone kills me and our parents, would you want to kill that person?â
Han Huang tilted his head and said, âHow can anyone kill you guys?â
Han Qingâer was stunned. âWhat if?â
âThatâs not possible.â
âWhy?â
âBecause I will protect you.â
âThere are many people stronger than you in the Chaos. Besides, you canât stay with us forever.â
âThen, Iâll kill all the Chaotic lifeforms. This way, no one can kill you.â
âYouâŠâ
Han Qingâer was so angry that she raised her hand to hit him. However, on second thought, he was the elder brother. How could a younger sister hit her elder brother?
She then said, âYou already want to kill without grudges, let alone him who has a blood feud.â
âNo, heâs not worthy.â
âWhy not?â
âHeâs so weak. Why does he want to kill someone stronger than him and want others to help?â
âWhat nonsense are you saying? Should the weak be bullied by the strong?â
âWhat else?â
âHehe. Then, what if youâre bullied by stronger people?â
âNo, no one can bully me.â
Han Qingâer almost died of anger.
This kid was asking for a beating and had a problem with his brain.
At this moment, Han Jue walked over and said, âHuangâer, are you bullying your sister again?â
Han Huang hurriedly jumped up and scratched his head. âNo way. How can I bully her? Sheâs the one who bullied me.â
He was most afraid of his father because only he dared to hit him. He couldnât fight back, and it hurt every time.