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

Li Bufan was very grateful to me.

He walked up to me and bowed deeply.

"Little sister, I'm so grateful! Please don't hesitate to ask if you need anything in the future!"

I waved my hand: "No need, no need."

But he still took out a medicinal herb from his pocket and put it in my hand.

"This is a nine-leaf Ganoderma lucidum that I've treasured for many years! I'm giving it to you!"

I looked down.

The Nine-Leaf Green Ganoderma has nine leaves that emit a pale blue light, and its spiritual energy is so rich that it seems to drip water.

A gasp of shock came from the side.

I turned my head and saw my senior brothers' eyes sparkling.

Gu Chenguang's voice trembled: "Nine... Nine-Leaf Green Ganoderma... a three-thousand-year-old... water-attribute supreme treasure!"

I blinked and accepted the Ganoderma lucidum.

Then he turned around and handed it to Suning.

"Third senior brother, here you go."

Su Ning was stunned: "For me?"

I nodded: "Your eyes lit up when you saw this, even more than when you saw a spirit stone."

Suning opened his mouth.

I continued, "This should be good for your water elemental root. Here you go."

Su Ning held the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum in her hands, which were trembling.

"Junior Sister, this is far too precious..."

"What's so valuable about it?" I patted his hand. "From now on, save any good stuff for your senior brothers."

Suning's eyes reddened.

Yan Chuan turned his face away.

Murong Zhuo looked up at the sky.

Gu Chenguang picked up the notebook and wrote on it with all his might:

—Junior Sister's Record of Distributing Supplies:

—1 thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum.

—Beneficiary: Suning.

—Note: I also want to receive gifts.

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Over the next few days, we continued to team up with the people from the Yuling Sect.

With Lei Yihu leading the way, our efficiency improved significantly.

They didn't catch a single monster.

Because ~~

They run away when they see me.

It ran even faster than before.

Lei Yihu couldn't catch up even when chasing from behind.

They didn't catch any monsters, but they did gather a lot of spiritual herbs and fruits.

And various rare materials.

There's nothing we can't find, only things you can't imagine.

Most of them are over a hundred years old.

Some are several hundred years old.

The most outrageous time was when we encountered a ginseng beast.

That's right, the ginseng has become a spirit.

It's plump and white, with arms and legs, and a few green leaves on its head. It's squatting next to the tree roots, basking in the sun.

It saw me and paused for a moment.

I smelled it.

Then it slowly walked over.

He walked up to me and plucked a hair from his own beard.

Hand it to me.

I took the whisker and patted its head.

"good."

The ginseng beast ran away, its face flushed.

Gu Chenguang took the beard with trembling hands and examined it.

"Humans, ginseng rootlets... at least three thousand years old..."

Everyone gasped.

I handed the beard to Murong Zhuo.

"Fifth Senior Brother, you have an earth elemental root, here you go."

Murong Zhuo held the beard in his hands, which were trembling.

"Junior Sister..."

I patted him on the shoulder: "Keep it, keep it."

Gu Chenguang continued to record:

—Junior Sister's Record of Distributing Supplies:

——Ginseng rootlets x1

—Beneficiary: Murong Zhuo.

—Note: I'm so jealous, I'm really, really jealous.

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The people from the Yuling Sect looked at me with increasing awe.

Li Bufan squatted down in front of me, his face full of sincerity: "Little sister, who exactly are you?"

Qing Liuliu added from the side, "Do you have some kind of special aura about you?"

Another disciple of the Spirit Control Sect leaned over and asked, "Why are all the demonic beasts afraid of you?"

I scratched my head and thought about it seriously for a while.

Then he gave the answer: "Maybe... I look fierce?"

Everyone looked at my tiny three-and-a-half-year-old body.

Chubby cheeks.

Big, watery eyes.

They were not even as tall as their knees.

There was a collective silence.

Qing Liuliu whispered, "Sister Fupin, would you like to consider coming to our Spirit Control Sect? With your talent, you're practically a born beast taming master!"

I shook my head: "No."

Aoyagi: "Why?"

Me: "The Heavenly Sword Sect provides food and lodging."

Qingliu Liu: "..."

She glanced at the patched clothes of the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples.

Then I looked at my clothes, which were also patched.

Then I looked at my senior brother's robes, which were faded from washing but had no patches.

Silence fell again.

Li Bufan, still unwilling to give up, leaned closer: "Our Yuling Sect has abundant resources, you can pet any spirit beast you want, and the treatment is very good."

I continued to shake my head.

He asked, puzzled, "Why?"

I pointed to my senior brothers behind me: "I have senior brothers now."

The senior students stood tall and proud.

Li Bufan was still not giving up: "Then come visit our Spirit Control Sect often if you have the chance. We have lots of spirit beasts, you can pet them as much as you want."

I thought about it and said, "Okay."

Li Bufan smiled with satisfaction.

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Day .

We're going to head outwards towards the exit.

We hadn't gone far.

Suddenly, the sounds of fierce fighting came from afar.

There were also screams.

We looked at each other in bewilderment.

Li Bufan frowned: "There's a fight going on."

Qingliuliu hugged the pink pig tightly in her arms.

The pig was snoring, completely undisturbed by the fighting; its sleep quality was enviable.

My senior brother had already gripped his sword and stood in front of me.

We crept over there quietly.

Then I saw a familiar scene...

The people of Qingyun Sect are being chased by a giant demonic beast.

The monster looked like a lion, but it had three heads.

Each tail was burning with blue flames.

The aura was terrifying.

The pressure was astonishing.

The faces of the people from the Yuling Sect all changed.

—"Three-Headed Azure Flame Lion!"

— "High-level demonic beast!"

"Equivalent to the peak of the Nascent Soul stage! Combined with innate supernatural abilities, it can even defeat a Deity Transformation stage cultivator!"

Qing Liuliu silently put the pink pig into her spirit beast bag.

The pig grunted in dissatisfaction as it was being taken inside.

Li Bufan's Thunder Winged Tiger had just formed a contract and was eager to show off in front of its new master.

It took a step forward, ready to let out a majestic roar.

Then it saw three blue flame lions.

He paused for a moment, stunned.

Then it silently retreated.

Step back behind me.

Hide your head behind my back.

I looked down at the "majestic" Thunderwing Tiger, which was three times my size, and fell into deep thought.

What happened to the promised mid-to-peak level?

What happened to the promise of being able to ride lightning?

Where's the promised explosive combat power?

That's it?

Lei Yihu blinked innocently.

His eyes screamed: That's a high-level expert! I can't afford to mess with him!

I sighed.

There were seven people from the Qingyun Sect this time.

Their senior brother was also there.

But the senior disciple, who was at the Nascent Soul stage, was covered in wounds, his robes were tattered, and the light from his sword was growing weaker and weaker.

It's obvious they can't hold on for much longer.

The people from Qingyun Sect saw us.

To be more precise, see me.

Then they immediately ran this way.

He ran faster than ever before.

Su Ning sighed, "What a twisted fate..."

Yan Chuan gritted his teeth: "You're a persistent ghost!"

Murong Zhuo sighed, "These troubles are getting bigger and bigger each time."

Gu Chenguang remained silent, having already put away his notebook, ready to flee at any moment.

My senior brother is already protecting me.

The members of the Yuling Sect also assumed fighting stances.

The female cultivator from the Qingyun Sect ran alongside, shouting, "Little sister! Quick! Talk to it!"

I looked at Shangguan Haitang.

She was shielded in the middle of the crowd, her face pale and her eyes darting around.