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

My eyes grew brighter and brighter as I listened, and my heart was filled with excitement.

It turns out we can't just wait for the higher-ups to retaliate and cause trouble.

We can even launch a preemptive strike! A counter-plunder!

Seize their resources, seize their origins, and nurture our own foundation!

What is this called? This is called giving them a taste of their own medicine!

This is called "it is impolite not to reciprocate", or "you have stolen from me for ten thousand years, it is not too much for me to rob you once, right?"

Just as I was getting excited, a glance out of the corner of my eye instantly ruined my composure.

Everyone present was concerned about the grand scheme of things throughout the ages, their minds filled with plans to overthrow the heavens and the survival of all beings.

And my dad was actually spying on my mom?

Watch for a while, then quietly move a little closer.

After looking at it for a while, he moved closer and whispered something in my mother's ear.

"Mengmeng, you looked so beautiful when you were listening attentively and frowning in thought just now."

In such a solemn meeting, he's secretly flirting with his wife?

My mother glanced at him sideways and said indifferently, "Meeting."

"Meetings are meetings, but they don't stop me from seeing my wife." My dad's skin was thicker than the Heavenly Barrier. "It's just a meeting of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, not a Demon Realm court assembly, no need to be so serious. Besides, seeing my own wife isn't illegal."

Xiao Hei slid down from the roof beam: "I've finally figured it out. The survival of the Three Realms, the grand scheme of things for eternity, are all less important to you than your wife."

My dad looked up and glared at it: "What do you know? You don't even have a wife, you've never even seen a female dragon, what right do you have to talk nonsense?"

Little Black bristled: "Say that again?"

Just as my dad was about to repeat himself, my mom glanced at him and made a pursed-lip gesture, as if she wanted to shut up.

My dad shut up.

But before shutting up, he muttered, "If Mengmeng tells Axiao to shut up, then shut up. Axiao is the most obedient to Mengmeng."

The entire audience: "…………"

In that instant, the hall was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

The sect leader of Miaodan Sect shivered, hugged his arms tightly, and rubbed the goosebumps on his arms, but couldn't get rid of them even after rubbing three times.

The Lord of the North Sea, who was sitting next to him, was drinking tea. Upon hearing this, he almost spat out his tea.

He swallowed it down, then moved his chair half an inch to the side, a little further away from my dad.

Someone muttered under their breath, "This is even more terrifying than a heavenly tribulation."

Another person whispered in agreement: "The Heavenly Tribulation strikes the body, but this strikes the soul."

Xie Huanhuan crossed her arms over her chest, her face contorted in pain, muttering, "Back then, when I was struck by lightning thirty-six times, I didn't even flinch, but these words made me tremble three times."

Even Shen Qingchen quietly took his hand off his knee and rubbed his wrist. After rubbing it, he put it back, his expression unchanged throughout.

My mother stood up, breaking the awkward silence: "The only way to transcend the Great Ascension Tribulation is through the Ascension Path. And breaking the barrier between the two realms... requires borrowing the lightning from my son's Nascent Soul Tribulation?"

Her ears were still red when she spoke, but her tone had returned to its cool and steady state, and her face was expressionless. Such skill was truly worthy of a sect leader!

Wei Cangxuan nodded: "That's right. If they can throw things down, we can blast our way up through the cracks. It's all about taking advantage of a weakened barrier. If they can do it, why can't we?"

My mother paused for a moment, then looked at my brother: "Yan'er, what do you think?"

My brother leaned against the doorframe and lazily yawned: "Okay. Three months is enough for me to release the suppression and break through to the Nascent Soul stage."

Wei Cangxuan stood up, placing his hands on the table: "Let me make this clear first: this campaign against Heaven is a voluntary choice, not a forced one. Those who go up will face a nine-out-of-ten chance of death. Those who stay behind are not necessarily safe either. If Heaven retaliates, the mortal realm will be a battlefield as well."

The hall fell silent for a moment.

Little Black's tail was held high, and it was the first to raise its paws and clap them together: "I agree! We're finally going to fight! I've waited five thousand years for this day! I'm going to go up there and yell at them until they're depressed, and I'll scratch their faces raw!"

My father finally turned to look at Wei Cangxuan, his tone becoming somewhat serious: "I also agree. However, I have one condition."

Wei Cangxuan: "Speak."

"My son is undergoing a tribulation; I must be there."

Wei Cangxuan gave him a disdainful look: "Even if you didn't say anything, I would have made the arrangements. Your son is undergoing tribulation; if you're not there, who will? You don't expect Old Wang from next door to come, do you?"

My father was satisfied and leaned back in his chair: "Then I have no objections."

Ji Yanci slumped in her chair, twirling a flower in her hand: "This idea... is a bit wild. Count me in! I can't wait to see what those people in the Heavenly Realm look like. I've never seen a real immortal before."

Bai Jingxin's tone was gentle yet firm: "The Heavenly Realm stole ten thousand years of life force from my lower realm and severed the eternal path of my cultivators to ascension. This debt should be settled."

The Zen abbot clasped his hands together, his tone calm yet powerful: "Amitabha, if I don't go to hell, who will? We will surely go to the aid of all sentient beings in their time of suffering."

The Lord of the North Sea nodded: "Count me in. Anyway, my cultivation is almost at its limit. Rather than be ambushed in the lower realm, I'd rather ascend to the upper realm to transcend!"

Xie Huanhuan slammed her hand on the table and stood up, her tone carrying a hint of heroism: "The entire Array Sect awaits your command. The Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance expense report can be filled out upon our return."

The leaders of the five major sects stood up one after another.

—"Miaodan Sect, all members, go into battle."

"Gongshu Pavilion, all members, go into battle."

— "Canglan Sect, all members, go into battle."

"Jinshu Pavilion, all members, go into battle!"

Wei Cangxuan looked at the sect leaders and elders who had stood up one by one, and nodded in satisfaction: "Alright. It's settled then."

He paused, his gaze turning serious: "Have you all thought this through? What is the purpose of this battle?"

The hall fell silent for a moment.

Then, one voice after another rang out.

—"For the life force stolen from the mortal realm for ten thousand years."

—"The path to ascension that was cut off in the cultivation world."

—"For those geniuses who fell victim to sabotage during their tribulations."

My mother stood up, her tone cold yet firm: "For the sake of the cycle of the Three Realms and Heavenly Dao, to return to the right track."

My father stood up, his tone somewhat domineering: "For my wife. For my daughter. For my son."

Xiao Hei rolled her eyes: "Can you stop dragging your family into everything?"

My father retorted confidently, "So what if that's all I'm good for? I fought for my family, is that a problem?"

Xiao Hei: "...Okay."

Wei Cangxuan looked at me, his tone filled with expectation: "Little Pin'er, what about you?"

I was stunned.

Yeah, what about me?

I stood up, looked at my mother, my father, my brother, my five senior brothers, Xiao Hei, and everyone standing in the hall.

Then I said, "So I can eat in peace."

The entire room fell silent for a moment.

Wei Cangxuan: "…………"

My mother closed her eyes.

My dad clapped his hands: "Well said! Practical! Down-to-earth! Promising!"

Little Black flicked its tail: "Hmm, you're even more promising than your father."

I quickly added, "Just kidding! For the mortal realm! For the cultivation world! For the demon realm! For the cycle of heaven! For all the humans and dragons who have been tricked by the heavenly realm! For the Heavenly Sword Sect's impoverished state! For the lightning that struck our senior brother! For Su Ning's scorched braid! For Yan Chuan's apron that was struck away! For Murong Zhuo's scorched clothes! For Senior Sister Xue Mei's hairpin! For all the cultivators who are used as food by the heavenly realm!"

I finished speaking in one breath and then took a breath.

Wei Cangxuan's lips twitched, it was hard to tell whether he wanted to laugh or curse.

Finally, he said, "Alright. Squat down."

I squatted down.

Little Black jumped down from the roof beam, perched on my shoulder, and whispered, "I think you're better at talking than your father."

I raised my chin: "Of course."

My father: "I heard you."

Xiao Hei: "So what if I heard you? I'm not afraid of you."

My dad: "You just wait, I'll deal with you later."

Xiao Hei: "I'm waiting. I've lived for ten thousand years, do you think I'm afraid of a mere demon lord like you?"

My mother gently warned from the side, "Shut up, all of you!"

My dad shut up.

Xiao Hei also shut up.