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

Haitang opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word.

Her senior classmates couldn't hold back any longer.

They gathered around:

"You little bean sprout, don't be ungrateful!"

"—Exactly! You think you can trick our junior sister out of her robes with just three candies? How shameless!"

"Junior Sister, ignore her. What kind of upbringing could a nobody from a poor sect have?"

The words were very harsh.

Because there was someone standing in their line who hadn't said a word.

That person was their senior brother.

She wore a blue robe similar to the others, but her demeanor was completely different.

His demeanor was calm and composed, his eyes cold and stern.

My intuition tells me that this person is very strong.

Therefore, they are fearless.

但～

My fellow students are no pushovers either.

Su Ning stepped forward, blocking my way: "Ha, is this how your Qingyun Sect teaches its disciples? Stealing from others and still acting self-righteous?"

Yan Chuan crossed his arms: "Heh, you think you can trade our demon beast for a piece of candy? Do you think our junior sister is a three-year-old?"

Murong Zhuo's charming eyes vanished, replaced by a rare seriousness: "It's understandable that your junior sister likes demonic beasts, but this little fire fox was indeed captured by us. Forcibly taking it like this won't sound good if word gets out, will it?"

Gu Chenguang opened the notebook: "According to Article 237 of the laws of the cultivation world, maliciously stealing a monster captured by another person will result in compensation of three times the loss, or in serious cases, being reported to the sect and given a demerit."

I hid behind my senior classmates and silently memorized the following:

Sixth Senior Brother can recite legal articles; we'll bring him along when we argue in the future!

The argument between the two sides became increasingly heated.

More and more people gathered around to watch.

People started pointing fingers and gossiping.

"The Qingyun Sect is bullying the Tianjian Sect?"

"That little girl is only three years old, right? Why would they steal her?"

—"Tsk tsk tsk, bullying the weak with the strong, bullying the few with the many."

……

The senior disciple at the Nascent Soul stage frowned.

He said coldly, "Let's go, give it to them."

The people from Qingyun Sect were stunned.

"Senior Brother!"

"Why should we give it to them!"

"Begonia clearly saw it first!"

The senior disciple glanced at them.

Everyone immediately shut up.

They slunk away with their senior brother.

As I was leaving, Haitang turned back and glared at me.

I waved to her: "Goodbye! Remember to bring some candy next time we meet!"

She was so angry that her face turned red.

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After they had walked a distance, I asked my fellow students, "Who was that little girl?"

Su Ning curled his lip: "The Qingyun Sect's newest junior sister this year."

Yan Chuan scoffed: "They say he has some rare lightning spiritual root, a little genius, and they treasure him."

Me: "And a lightning spiritual root?"

Yan Chuan nodded: "Yes, it's as rare as Senior Brother's white spiritual root. Its attack power is very strong, a once-in-a-millennium occurrence."

Murong Zhuo laughed: "However, she's far inferior to our junior sister."

Gu Chenguang didn't even look up: "A bunch of small fry."

Me: "But their senior brother seems to be at the Nascent Soul stage as well?"

Gu Chenguang looked up: "That's right. But he only reached the Nascent Soul stage at 120 years old, which is far inferior to our senior brother."

Me: "How much different?"

"There's a twenty-year difference."

Twenty years.

I counted on my fingers.

Twenty years is enough time for my brother to mine countless mines.

How many mines could Pigsy find?

That's enough to make my dad cry about being poor countless times.

a lot of.

Much.

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I snapped out of my reverie and looked at the trap.

The little fox was still in the pit, curled up in a ball, shivering.

Its fur is light brown, but upon closer inspection, it has a faint reddish tinge.

Suning jumped down and picked it up.

The little guy was so scared that he kept burrowing into his arms.

"It's a low-level fire fox," Su Ning said. "It's still small, looks like it's just been weaned."

I leaned closer to take a look.

It raised its head and glanced at me.

Then, it started shaking even more violently.

I:"……"

Surely not?

Do I look that scary?

But it's really cute.

It's furry, with big, round eyes, and a little nose that twitches.

I want to keep it.

Before he could even open his mouth, Gu Chenguang had already pulled out his notebook and started calculating:

"—Little Fire Fox, low-level demon beast, daily feeding cost: "

— You need three spirit fruits, two ounces of spirit meat, and unlimited spirit water every day.

—The monthly cost is approximately fifty low-grade spirit stones.

—After growth, advanced resources will be needed, and the monthly cost is expected to double.

Combat training requires resources, and the budget is unknown.

—If I get sick, the medicine will be a separate matter…

"Alright, alright!" I interrupted him. "Sell it!"

I grabbed the little Firefox and shoved it into Suning's hands.

Suning put it into a storage bag.

I consoled myself: it's better not to raise it. If I raise it, I'll have to find it a mate, and finding a mate will cost money for a wedding, and a wedding will cost money for a banquet...

Forget it.

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The commotion here is quite loud.

The surrounding monsters had long since fled.

We can only move to another location and set the trap again.

……

Three days.

We changed locations three times.

Five traps were set.

Countless spirit beast foods were scattered.

We finally caught five low-level monsters.

Two wind wolves.

A bear with an iron back.

A fiery rabbit.

There's one more!

I don't know what it is, but it's really ugly.

Gu Chenguang said that even ugly ones can be sold, and there are alchemists who specialize in collecting them.

I am very pleased.

Even ugliness has its value.

The senior students were also very happy.

They were squatting together counting their spoils.

Suddenly~~

"roar--"

A tremendous roar.

The sound was deafening.

The ground was shaking.

The birds and beasts in the woods scattered and fled.

The senior students immediately stood up and looked warily in the direction from which the sound came.

The sky in the distance glowed with an eerie red light.

Su Ning's expression changed: "This aura..."

Yan Chuan gripped the sword hilt tightly: "This power..."

Murong Zhuo narrowed his eyes: "It's a mid-level demonic beast!"

Gu Chenguang swallowed hard: "Mid-level demonic beasts usually don't venture to the outer perimeter... Who lured it out?"

The red light is getting closer.

The ground tremors became increasingly violent.

I peered into the direction of the red light.

Then I saw...

A gigantic python engulfed in flames?

wrong.

It is a giant python with wings.

Its wings are fiery red, and when spread out they look like two burning clouds.

Its body was thicker than a water vat, and its scales gleamed with a dark golden luster in the firelight.

Its eyes were bloodshot, sparks were flying from its mouth, and its whole body exuded an aura of "I'm very angry and the consequences will be severe".

The pressure was terrifying.

So terrifying that the low-level demonic beasts that had been frantically fleeing just moments before were now lying on the ground, feigning death.

But the python's goal was clear.

It was that group of people in blue robes running wildly ahead.

and many more.

That group of people...

It was that group from the Qingyun Sect!

There were only six of them, and their eldest brother was nowhere to be seen.

Shangguan Haitang was protected in the middle, while her senior brothers and sisters were in a sorry state, their robes were charred.

They saw us.

Their eyes lit up.

That kind of "finally found a scapegoat" kind of brightness.

Then they immediately changed direction and ran towards us.

The senior students reacted quickly.

Suning scooped me up: "Run!"

As Yan Chuan ran, he cursed, "I'm speechless! What kind of twisted fate is this!"

Murong Zhuo gritted his teeth: "Does the Qingyun Sect have a grudge against us? Why do we keep running into them everywhere we go?"

Gu Chenguang didn't say anything and ran away silently.

However, there are limitations within the secret realm; you can't fly very high.

The people of Qingyun Sect relentlessly pursued them.

The distance is getting closer and closer.

As Su Ning ran, he turned back and yelled, "Don't come any closer!"

Yan Chuan waved his hand: "Get lost!"

Murong Zhuo gritted his teeth: "Isn't that incredibly unfair? You brought this mess on yourselves!"

Gu Chenguang turned back and added, "According to Article 103 of the Code of Ethics in the Cultivation World, those who shift blame for others' misfortunes will be struck by lightning!"