TNIBFT -Chapter 1 Transmigrated as the Father of Three Demon Lords

“Little bastard, let go of me! I’m taking your sister to the brothel to enjoy herself—being a new bride every night, don’t you get it?!”

The chaotic shouting rang in his ears, and Ye Tian felt like his head was about to explode.

“Hiss…”

A flood of memories that didn’t belong to him surged into his mind.

Wasn’t he just staying up late in his rented room reading a novel?

He still had to wake up tomorrow to deliver takeout.

So how did he end up here?

All around him was biting cold, and everywhere he looked was a vast expanse of white—an entire world of ice and snow!

“Dad! Dad! Wuwu! Wake up! Please don’t sell big sister! She’ll die! Please, if you have to sell someone, sell Xiao Jiang instead! I can chop wood and catch fish—I’m worth more, wuwuwu…”

The childish voice trembled, filled with grievance and despair.

Whose child was crying so miserably?

Ye Tian turned his head slightly and saw a small child kneeling beside him. The boy was wrapped in tattered gray-brown cloth, his messy hair tied into two little tufts. His frail shoulders trembled as he knelt there.

Big head, tiny body—he looked about four or five years old, thin as a bean sprout.

Malnourished to this extent—just how poor was this family?!

Ye Tian raised his hand slightly, intending to pat the little guy’s head, but the child’s eyes widened in terror. His pupils shrank sharply, his teeth clenched, and his whole body trembled!

“Why that reaction?” Ye Tian frowned slightly.

Seeing him frown, the little boy panicked and hurriedly said, “Dad! If you want to hit me, just do it! I won’t make a sound! Please don’t sell big sister—sell me instead!”

With that, the boy shut his eyes, curling up slightly, waiting for Ye Tian’s beating.

Ye Tian was completely baffled.

What the hell is going on?

Calling me ‘Dad’?

He had been single his whole life—never even held a woman’s hand. Where did this son come from?

But the next moment, the memories flooding his mind left him stunned.

His name was Ye Tian.

He had an eldest son named Ye Yunting.

A second daughter named Ye Shuangxue.

And his youngest son—the bean sprout-like boy in front of him—was named Ye Hanjiang.

If nothing unexpected happened, there was also a “chosen one” in this world named Shen Jie.

Holy crap—he had transmigrated into that trashy novel he read yesterday, “The Invincible Path of Pride”!

And he had become the biological father of three ruthless future demon overlords!

The reason those three children turned into mass-killing demons was largely because of him—their own father. From childhood, he had abused them, never treating them as human beings.

So when they grew up, they each became terrifying villains. Especially after he was captured by the demoness Ye Shuangxue—she cut off all his limbs, turned him into a human pig, and threw him into a dog cage, where he had to fight animals for food every day.

He remembered it clearly—when he read that part, he had even left a comment saying the author wasn’t cruel enough, that Ye Tian should be fed a pound of shit every day on top of that.

And now, in the blink of an eye, he had become Ye Tian himself?

“I… damn it…”

Ye Tian was completely speechless, on the verge of tears.

Yesterday, he had cursed the book as much as he pleased—today, he was fast-forwarded straight to the crematorium.

“Big brother! Don’t hit my brother! Stop!” The little bean sprout who had been cowering beside him, Ye Hanjiang, suddenly shouted and rushed forward.

Ye Tian looked up. Not far ahead, a burly man wrapped in beast pelts had a little girl tucked under his arm. She struggled fiercely, biting and clawing at him nonstop.

Clinging to the man’s right leg was a young boy. No matter how the man kicked or beat him, he refused to let go. Blood hung from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes burned with hatred and fury. “Let go of my sister! Otherwise, even if I die, I’ll drag you down with me!”

Little bean sprout Ye Hanjiang tried to charge forward too, but the man sent him flying with a single kick—over three meters—before he slid another two meters across the snow. He struggled several times but couldn’t get back up.

“Damn it!” Ye Tian cursed when he saw this. “Stop right there!”

His shout made everyone freeze. All eyes turned toward him.

In the eyes of the three children, Ye Tian would never interfere in something like this—he’d rather they all just dropped dead.

Only then did Ye Tian get a clear look at the burly man. Huge and broad, wrapped in terrifying patterned pelts, his breath heavy, standing over two meters tall. His arms were thicker than Ye Tian’s thighs, and those fists—one punch and he’d be done for.

“Uh… I’m not selling anymore!” Ye Tian shouted. He fumbled the money from his pocket, scrambled over, shoved it into the man’s hand, and yanked the little girl out from under his arm.

“Ye Tian! You dare mess with me?!” the man roared, furious, as he kicked out.

Hmph!

Ye Tian took the kick head-on and was sent flying over two meters, rolling several times before stopping.

“Damn bastard! You think you can play me? I’ll kill you!” The man, enraged, smashed a heavy punch into Ye Tian’s face.

Blood gushed from Ye Tian’s nose, but the man still wasn’t satisfied. He continued beating and kicking him relentlessly.

Each blow landed with a sickening thud. Ye Tian curled up on the ground, unable to even open his eyes.

A few minutes later, the man was panting heavily. Looking at Ye Tian lying there like a dead dog, he spat viciously before finally leaving.

The north wind howled.

Heavy snow fell like drifting leaves, covering Ye Tian. He lay motionless in the snow.

The three siblings stood there, staring at him from a distance. Confusion, unease, and above all—bewilderment filled their hearts.

Ye Tian would rather be beaten half to death than sell Ye Shuangxue. That wasn’t like him at all. What had happened to him? Or… was he plotting something even bigger?

“Is he… dead?” the little girl asked timidly.

Ye Shuangxue frowned slightly and looked toward Ye Yunting. After speaking, she started to walk toward Ye Tian to check on him.

Ye Yunting’s small face was tense with caution. He grabbed her, his expression cold. “It’d be better if he were dead. Don’t go over. If he’s not, he’ll beat us to death.”

Hearing their brother’s words, none of the three dared move.

“Hiss—!”

In the snow, Ye Tian sucked in a sharp breath and struggled to move.

Damn… this cursed old society. Killing people doesn’t count as a crime, huh? Beating someone half to death like this—if this were his previous life on Blue Planet, one injury report and he’d be set for life.

“H-he’s not dead!”

Seeing Ye Tian move, Ye Hanjiang’s pupils shrank. He nearly cried out in fear, shrinking behind his brother, his body trembling.

Even if Ye Tian was the one beaten—or even if he simply tripped—the three siblings would still be blamed and beaten until their skin split. The memories of past beatings were vivid, and Ye Hanjiang couldn’t stop shaking.

“Don’t be afraid.”

Sensing his younger brother’s fear, Ye Yunting kept his wary gaze fixed on Ye Tian, shielding his siblings. “It’s okay. Big brother’s here. Don’t be afraid.”

His childish voice trembled slightly.

“Cough… cough…” Ye Tian coughed dryly, clutching his chest as he slowly pushed himself up from the ground.

He had heard every word the three children said. Changing their impression of him wouldn’t happen overnight.

“Can you still walk?”