Sword Sect Little Demon Child, Three and a Half Years Old and Extremely Fierce

Fu Yan's grid is gone.

A silence fell over the main hall.

The grid members looked at each other in bewilderment.

Like a group of neighbors whose secrets have been exposed but who are still pretending nothing happened.

The three elders remained silent throughout.

After Elder Wen Zhiya finished eating the cucumber, he took out another one from his pocket.

Elder Jingyuan was drinking tea, sipping it slowly.

Elder Wangji was chanting sutras, his lips moving very slowly.

My fellow students and I squatted behind and watched the whole thing unfold.

Su Ning whispered, "Fu Yan's move was even more ruthless than the Sect Master's. He managed to shift the blame onto the Demon Lord with just a few words."

Yan Chuan nodded: "Some people said it was the Demon Lord who did it before, but now? It turns out that the Demon Realm nobles were hoarding high-level magical beasts and colluding with people inside the cultivation world. The blame has been shifted back to them."

Murong Zhuo added, "Yes, the sect leader was insulting, while Fu Yan was attacking the heart. After just a few words, you yourself felt uneasy."

Gu Chenguang made a note in his notebook, closed it, and looked at us.

"Do you think Fu Yan's last sentence, 'There's something unusual happening in the Demon Realm,' meant there really was something unusual, or was he just tired of talking to them?"

I peeled a piece of candy and put it in my mouth.

The sweetness of the milk candy melted in my mouth.

"There's probably something unusual going on," I said. "Or maybe he just doesn't want to hear anyone cursing the Demon Realm anymore. After all, when those people curse the Demon Realm, they're also cursing his father."

My senior classmates glanced at me.

Shen Qingchen reached out and ruffled my hair.

"Keep watching," he said.

The discussion among the grid members continues.

The topic of discussion has shifted from "the demon realm colluding with evil cultivators" to "the demon realm nobles colluding with evil cultivators".

The story has changed from "it was done by demonic nobles colluding with evil cultivators" to "it was done by demonic nobles colluding with members of the cultivation world."

What I've never dared to reveal is who that person is.

He only said that this matter was of great importance and needed to be discussed further.

Just then...

A voice broke in.

Like a knife cutting into a block of tofu, clean and decisive, without any hesitation.

"Couldn't find out what kind of meeting it was? Are communication talismans free? Are spirit stones so easy to make?"

Wei Cangxuan.

He forced his way in.

Without applying, without queuing, without going through any procedures, they just casually squeezed in.

As self-righteous as cutting in line at the cafeteria!

His image is in a square in the far corner.

The image quality was even blurrier than that of the Heavenly Sword Sect, so blurry that all you could see was a white blurry figure, and you couldn't even distinguish the facial features.

It's like looking at flowers through the fog, but at least flowers are flowers, while this can't even tell if it's a person or a ghost.

"Wei Cangxuan?" Xie Qian asked uncertainly.

"Otherwise what? Is it your father? Your father died a long time ago, didn't he?" Wei Cangxuan's voice carried an impatient tone, as if to say, "Is this even a question?"

Xie Qianjue's face changed from white to red, and then from red to green.

"Sect Leader Wei, I respect you as my elder, but you can't just curse at me like that, can you?"

Wei Cangxuan's voice was unhurried: "I didn't curse anyone. I'm stating the facts. Your father did indeed die a long time ago. What, saying your father died is considered cursing? Then is your father dead or alive? Give me a straight answer."

Someone in the cubicle couldn't help but chuckle, then quickly suppressed it.

He held his breath too long and choked, coughing several times.

Xie Qianjue's face turned even paler.

How green is it?

It's so blue it's almost the same color as Suning's sword.

He took a deep breath, trying to remain calm, and continued, "Sect Leader Wei, we are investigating along four lines: east, west, south, and north. Everyone is doing their best to investigate. Your words are discouraging."

Wei Cangxuan's screen wobbled, probably because he crossed his legs; the image shook along with his legs.

"Disheartened? You're all disheartened? I'm the one who's disheartened. You've been meeting here for half a day, and all you've come up with is: to reconsider later?"

"You guys can drag it out even better than storytellers in the mortal world. A typical storyteller could finish telling the entire 'Chronicles of the Immortal Cultivation World' in a day."

Xie Qianjue took another deep breath: "Sect Leader Wei, could you please be a little more polite?"

Wei Cangxuan's grid shook again:

"Polite? Have I never been polite? I just said, 'Your father died a long time ago,' wasn't that polite enough? Let me put it another way: Your father passed away many years ago, please accept my condolences. Is that alright? Are you satisfied? Would you like me to write a eulogy?"

Xie Qianjue shut up.

It closes its mouth faster than a toad.

They were probably afraid of Wei Cangxuan's sharp tongue.

The most important thing is that you can't win an argument, and you can't beat someone in a fight.

The white crane boat's grid pattern lit up.

He said coldly, "Sect Leader Wei, you weren't in the investigation team and don't know the situation, so don't talk like a fool."

Wei Cangxuan smiled.

You can see it even through the blurry image.

"I am not part of the investigation team. I was kicked out by you."

"You're the ones who say I'm 'too impulsive' and unsuitable for investigation. Fine, I won't investigate. Then what have you found out?"

He paused.

"After investigating for so many days, we haven't even found any concrete evidence."

The Hehuan Sect Master spoke up timidly, "Sect Master Wei, we are indeed trying..."

Wei Cangxuan interrupted: "What's the use of hard work? Can hard work be used as evidence? I've been trying to eat for 2,800 years and I still haven't become fat."

The Hehuan Sect remained silent.

He was probably thinking: This analogy is absurd, but I don't know how to refute it.

A slot belonging to a mid-tier sect lit up: "Sect Leader Wei, although the Heavenly Sword Sect has no investigation mission, it cannot interfere with the reports from other sects."

Wei Cangxuan smiled again.

The laughter sent chills down your spine even through the communication array.

"Interference? What did I interfere with? I just asked, 'Why hold a meeting if there's no evidence?' And that's considered interference? Your hearts are too fragile, as fragile as the twisted dough sticks that Yan Chuan fried, they'll shatter at the slightest touch."

Yan Chuan whispered to himself, "My fried dough twists aren't crispy. They're too crumbly."

No one cares about him.

At this time.

Bai Jingxin's squares lit up.

She stepped in to smooth things over, her tone as gentle as if she were coaxing a child, probably something she had practiced while talking to her natal beast, the Mystic Moon Fox.

"Senior Wei, although the Heavenly Sword Sect doesn't have any investigation missions, we can still offer some ideas. After all, you are experienced and knowledgeable, you've seen more than we have, and you've traveled more roads than we have flown."

"An idea?" Wei Cangxuan paused. "Alright. I'll provide one."

The grid-like figures perked up their ears.

Wei Cangxuan said, "The night before last, someone infiltrated the Heavenly Sword Sect. They used the Moonlit Entanglement Sound to lure one of our junior disciples out of the mountain gate. It was an assassin at the Void Refinement stage who came to capture a three-and-a-half-year-old child."

The grids exploded again.

"What? Someone has infiltrated the Heavenly Sword Sect?"

"Refinement stage? Capture a three-and-a-half-year-old?"

"—Doesn't the Heavenly Sword Sect have a powerful formation? Even those at the Mahayana stage can't break through it?"

"They can't break in, but they can lure them out. The 'Moonlit Entangling Sounds' specifically disturb the sea of ​​consciousness and confuse the Dao heart. This technique has been lost for a long time; who knows how to use it?"

"What's the difference between a Void Refinement cultivator capturing a three-and-a-half-year-old child and the death of an ant?"

"That's not the point! The point is, who dares to go to the Heavenly Sword Sect to arrest people?"

Someone asked, "Then why didn't you report it to the Myriad Immortals Alliance?"