Xu Tianming did not sleep that night.
He sat alone.
Silent.
Thinking.
Everything had been a lie.
His master.
The Heavenly Sect.
The righteous path.
All lies.
He remembered Li Feng's words.
"They will use you."
"And when you are no longer useful… they will discard you."
Now he understood.
He was never a disciple.
He was never a son.
He was only prey.
The next morning—
He made his decision.
He returned to the Demon Sect.
This time—
Not as a visitor.
But as someone seeking refuge.
Mo Yanluo saw him first.
"You came back," he said.
Xu Tianming nodded.
"I want to become a demon.. I want to take the revenge," he said.
Mo Yanluo studied him carefully.
Then led him inside.
Li Feng stood near the throne.
Xu Tianming fell to one knee.
And told them everything.
His master.
His mother.
The Golden Pupils.
The Supreme Bone.
The plan to kill him.
When he finished—
Silence filled the hall.
Mo Yanluo's expression hardened.
Li Feng's eyes turned cold.
"Then you have nowhere left to return," Li Feng said.
Xu Tianming nodded.
"I know."
Li Feng stepped forward.
And placed a hand on his shoulder.
"From now on," he said, "you are not alone."
Xu Tianming's chest tightened.
For the first time—
Someone had chosen to protect him.
Not use him.
Protect him.
Li Feng took out a pill.
Dark.
Ancient.
Powerful.
"Take this pill," he said.
"It will bind you to us."
Xu Tianming did not hesitate.
He swallowed it.
Warmth spread through his body.
Not painful.
Not violent.
But accepting.
Welcoming.
He had made his choice.
Li Feng turned toward the hall.
His voice echoed with authority.
"From today onward…"
"Our sect has a new Holy Son."
Mo Yanluo stepped beside him.
Xu Tianming stood.
No longer prey.
No longer alone.
"Mo Zhu."
"Li Feng."
"Mo Yanluo."
"Xu Tianming."
"Brothers bound not by blood…"
"But by fate."
Far away—
His master remained unaware.
Unaware that his prey—
Had become a demon.