Mortal: I really didn't want to be reborn as Zi Ling!

Chapter 6: The Real and Fake Old Demon Han?

But when Elder Gu discovered that Wang Ning had successfully established his foundation, he was speechless with astonishment.

"This—Brother Wang, your daughter is only twelve years old this year, isn't she? This is... Foundation Establishment!"

Elder Gu's tone changed.

"Hahaha—lucky, lucky! Just lucky!" Wang Heng said modestly, but the corners of his mouth were practically stretched to his ears.

"A twelve-year-old Foundation Establishment cultivator! Brother Wang, that's not very kind of you. Are you hiding her away because you're afraid everyone will snatch her away?"

"Your daughter is exceptionally talented; her future is truly limitless!"

Elder Gu showered him with praise, but at the same time, a strange sense of jealousy rose in his heart.

Thinking about myself, my lifespan is coming to an end. If I don't break through soon, I really won't have many more years to live.

Fortunately, the appearance of the Extreme Yin Island gave him a chance to defy fate!

Zhou Yuan waved her hand with a smile, "Elder Gu, you flatter me. My daughter can't accept such praise. She only has three spiritual roots; even reaching the Core Formation stage would be an insurmountable obstacle. Her Foundation Establishment is just a fluke thanks to her family's abundant resources! She doesn't deserve the title of genius!"

They were modest in their words, but the couple were secretly overjoyed.

If the other party were to praise them or the Miaoyin Sect, the two of them wouldn't really care.

But praising their daughter—that really hit the nail on the head for them!

Zi Ling remained silent throughout, quietly watching Elder Gu's performance.

That smiling face was as warm as if she were seeing her own daughter.

If she didn't know the original plot, she probably would have been fooled by the other party's few words.

"Ugh—"

Zi Ling suddenly realized something.

It seems that parental repression-style education is not entirely wrong; it does have its merits.

That's what she thought in her heart, but whether in her past life or this one, she loved being flattered.

Of course, it would be even better if it were a woman, and a beautiful one at that!

However, this incident also taught her a lesson—don't be fooled by the sweet words some people say; you never know what they might be plotting in their hearts!

During their casual conversation, Elder Miao finally finished his speech.

"The most outstanding participant in this year's Demon Suppression Ceremony will be awarded a Dust-Subduing Pill! Also—"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cheer erupted from the audience.

A dozen or so figures flew from the entrance into the central arena of the Demon Suppression Platform, and the noise from the stands grew even louder.

After Elder Miao sat back down, he also noticed that Wang Heng and Zhou Yuan's daughter, Zi Ling, had reached the Foundation Establishment stage, and couldn't help but offer another round of compliments.

However, Zi Ling's attention was not on their conversation at the moment.

His divine sense began to scan the entire Demon Suppression Platform.

After breaking through to the Foundation Establishment stage, her spiritual sense increased dramatically, becoming comparable to that of a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator.

However, to be on the safe side, she only released her initial Foundation Establishment level divine sense, which spread out silently like a faint ripple.

"Unfortunately, the area of one li is still too small."

Zi Ling glanced around and sighed. She found neither Wu Chou nor Feng Xi.

She didn't know if the two were simply sitting opposite her and her divine sense couldn't reach them, or if their cultivation was too high and their ability to conceal themselves was amazing, so she had just completely overlooked them.

"My cultivation has already reached the Foundation Establishment stage. It seems I should prepare one or two secret techniques to conceal my aura and hide my cultivation level!"

Listening to Elders Miao and Gu still praising her to her parents, Zi Ling felt extremely annoyed.

Especially as the battles began, watching one monster after another being slain by humans, and thinking about the upcoming seventh battle and the impending upheaval on Kui Xing Island, these emotions became even more undisguised.

"What's wrong, Ning'er?"

Women are always the most perceptive, and Zhou Yuan noticed her daughter's unusual behavior immediately.

"Mother, if these demonic beasts are so powerful, why were they driven out of the Inner Star Sea by our human race?"

Since things had come to this, Zi Ling didn't want her mother to worry, so she gave a perfunctory reply.

"hehe--"

Zhou Yuan smiled. Although she didn't know why her daughter would ask this, she patiently explained, "Although the demon beasts are ferocious, the wisdom of the human race should not be underestimated. Even so, the human race still sacrificed countless cultivators to drive the demon race out of the Inner Star Sea."

"If that's the case, then what's the point of holding the Demon-Suppressing Ceremony? Why not just go out to sea to hunt demons!"

"Humans and demons have been enemies for countless years and have long been sworn enemies."

This time, it was her father, Wang Heng, who spoke up: "The main purpose of the Demon Suppression Ceremony is to let humanity know that our current life is hard-won. In addition, the resources in the Chaotic Star Sea are limited. If we don't fight for them, we will fall into a disadvantage and be bullied by them... As for why we don't go to the outer sea to hunt demons, the demon race is not so easy to hunt, and not everyone has the ability to go to the outer sea—"

He paused, then continued, "Actually, whether it's humans or demons, the goal is the same: immortality. It's all about surviving."

Wang Heng couldn't understand why his usually clever and quick-witted daughter would ask such a question, but having finally seized the opportunity, his tendency to be a know-it-all was activated, and he launched into a long lecture.

Zi Ling nodded outwardly, but inwardly she couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Do you also know that everything must be fought for? Do you know that spiritual practice is like rowing against the current?

If I hadn't subtly hinted at it, I would have been burning paper money for you this time next year!

Thinking this to herself, Zi Ling said aloud, "Hmm—I see! Survival of the fittest. It seems there's not much difference between humans and demon beasts; they're all pitiful creatures trying to survive. As long as their cultivation rate can't keep up with the rate at which their lifespan is passing, they'll all eventually succumb to the fate of dying of old age."

Elder Gu and Elder Miao were taken aback upon hearing this.

The two men were clearly surprised that this young girl could say such philosophical things at such a young age.

Elder Gu, in particular, who was nearing the end of his life, felt this deeply.

On the contrary, Zi Ling's parents seemed to be used to it and were immune to their daughter's surprising remarks.

This is how his daughter normally performs!

No—if that's the case, then what did she mean by what she just said?

Wang Heng frowned involuntarily.

He subconsciously scanned the entire Demon Suppression Platform, but found nothing unusual.

"Am I overthinking it? Or has Ning'er just broken through, and that inexplicable sense of urgency has disappeared, revealing her innocent nature?"

Wang Heng was puzzled, but he could only try to think of the positive side.

Subsequently, Wang's parents, along with the two elders, Gu and Miao, from the Six-Linked Hall, suddenly became interested in the topic of humans and demons. The four of them chatted incessantly, creating quite a lively atmosphere.

Zi Ling only felt that they were making noise.

The buzzing sound kept circling around her ears, making her even more irritable.

Bored, she subconsciously began to scan her surroundings.

Suddenly, her pupils contracted as she looked at the cultivator dressed as a member of the Six-Hall Sect behind her—he was distracted, his face gloomy, his eyes vacant as he stared at the arena, his knuckles white from being twisted.

You see, most people would be drawn to the commotion of the Core Formation elders discussing something, but he—

Zi Ling's heart stirred slightly.

"Could this person be Wen Qiang from the original story?"

Just as Zi Ling was pondering, the sixth match officially ended.

A snake demon was successfully killed by a human cultivator, and its blood splattered all over the ground, which was quickly cleaned up by those present.

Subsequently, a dozen or so people, led by Han Li, flew into the central arena of the Demon Suppression Platform.

Zi Ling spotted the other person at a glance.

He wore a blue robe and cloth shoes, and had an ordinary appearance; he was the kind of person you wouldn't notice if you threw him into a crowd.

"They actually came!"

Zi Ling never expected that Han Laomo, who was always cautious, would still dare to get involved in this mess after her reminder.

and--

Where did they get the audacity to stand in the very middle of a group of more than a dozen people?

This is the center position!!!

Is this a place where you can stand?

Where did Han Laomo, who took a step back and surrounded everyone, go?

Could it be that the Han Li before us is an imposter?

Zi Ling was full of questions and couldn't figure it out.