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

Then someone else asked, "Does your demon realm only sell ores?"

My brother shook his head: "Not only that. We also do deep processing. We can process the ore into finished ritual implements and then sell them. The price is negotiable."

Someone muttered under their breath, "This demon realm... it's different from the legends!"

The other cultivator nodded, looking bewildered: "What happened to the promised ruthlessness and brutality? What happened to the promise of devouring people without spitting out the bones?"

The third cultivator chimed in, sounding puzzled: "This guy's clearly a swindler! His sales tactics are even more professional than those of the merchant guilds in our cultivation world!"

I silently gave them a thumbs up in my heart.

That's a very good summary.

……

My brother continued his sales pitch: "On the banks of a tributary of the River of Oblivion in our Demon Realm, there's a large commercial area open to the public. Since you're all here, why don't you come with me for a tour?"

He paused, then added, "Since we're already here..."

The cultivators looked at each other in bewilderment.

The elders gathered together to discuss the matter.

Elder Hutu of the Qingyun Sect said in a low voice, "It doesn't look like a war is about to break out."

Zhou Tongxiao of the Yuling Sect nodded: "The mine is real, and the samples are real too. Such a grand display shouldn't be just to trick us into going in."

Elder Wangji touched the Frost Marrow: "Since we're already here..."

The Zen master hesitated for a moment and looked at the others.

The other elders nodded in agreement.

After all, we're already here.

What if we can buy cheap ore?

Finally, the Zen abbot nodded: "In that case, let's go and take a look. If it can promote peaceful trade between the two worlds, it will be a meritorious deed."

My brother gracefully turned to the side:

"Please stay close, everyone. Don't fall behind."

So~

Thousands of people flew into the Demon Realm in a grand procession.

I watched the dark red sky getting closer and closer.

My feelings are a bit complicated.

The Demon Realm, my hometown.

I am back.

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The moment I passed through the barrier, I felt the air around me change.

The air in the Demon Realm is heavy, carrying the smell of sulfur and blood.

But it's very familiar to me.

It felt like coming home.

Oh, it's just going home.

The senior students, on the other hand, were a little nervous.

Su Ning whispered, "Junior Sister, stay close to us."

Yan Chuan gripped his sword tightly: "If there's any danger, we'll retreat immediately."

Murong Zhuo, alert to his surroundings, said, "Don't worry, your senior brothers will protect you."

Gu Chenguang opened the notebook and read softly: "The Demon Realm is a dangerous place, fraught with peril. Remember to be careful."

Shen Qingchen was expressionless, but I could feel his hand on my shoulder, ready to scoop me up and run at any moment.

I patted his hand: "Senior Brother, don't be nervous. They don't bite."

Shen Qingchen looked down at me.

I blinked: "Really."

Elder Wangji led the way, and together with the Zen master and elders from various sects, we followed my brother towards the commercial district.

They flew over the mountains and rivers on the outskirts of the Demon Realm.

We passed through several towns.

But they were all blocked by demonic energy; only the outlines could be seen, not the inside.

Only one or two towns are open to visitors.

Those towns weren't big, but they were very lively.

There is a market, shops, and pedestrians coming and going.

Some demons have horns, some have wings, and some have markings on their faces.

But not everyone grows horns or wings.

Many of them look no different from people in the world of cultivation.

Her skin is slightly fairer, and her eyes are slightly brighter.

The clothes they wore were similar, just a bit outdated in style and had more patches.

They were dressed similarly to the people from the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Their lives are not much different from those in the cultivation world.

Some were selling vegetables, their shouts echoing throughout the area.

Some were buying fabric and haggling over the price.

Children were chasing and playing in the street, laughing heartily.

A demon woman was scolding a child at the door, her voice booming:

"You little brat! You stole my spirit stones again to buy candy! I'll break your legs!"

The child ran incredibly fast, shouting as he ran, "Mommy, I was wrong! I won't do it again! I really won't!"

The woman chased after him for a couple of steps, then stopped, panting, and continued yelling with her hands on her hips, "You stop right there! Stop or not? Fine! You've got guts! Don't come back for dinner tonight!"

The child had already disappeared.

I:"……"

This scene looks so familiar.

It's exactly the same way my dad scolds my brother.

Those in the cultivation world watched all this with increasingly complex expressions.

Someone whispered, "This... seems similar to us."

The other person nodded: "I thought all demons ate human flesh..."

"The way that old lady scolded the child was exactly like my mother."

"That vegetable vendor looks just like my dad. He also gets yelled at by customers for shortchanging them."

"That kid stole money to buy candy; I did that when I was a kid too."

I silently scoffed in my mind: Who wrote all those records? Have they even been to the Demon Realm? Have they done any investigation? How dare they write such nonsense?

The senior students were also stunned.

Su Ning muttered to herself, "This... is different from what's written in the book."

Yan Chuan scratched his head, looking confused: "Didn't they say that demons eat raw meat and drink blood? That vegetable seller is clearly buying ore."

Murong Zhuo blinked: "That auntie selling cloth looks quite kind."

Gu Chenguang opened his notebook and began frantically taking notes.

The pen tip glided rapidly across the notebook.

I know what he's writing.

It's definitely something like a "Demon Clan Truth Investigation Report".

Some people also asked curiously, "Why are some towns being blocked?"

My brother remained unfazed: "That's a military restricted area. It involves the safety of the Demon Realm, so it's not convenient to open it to the public."

Actually, I know the truth.

Those were the poorest towns.

How poor were they?

They are even poorer than the Heavenly Sword Sect.

At least the Heavenly Sword Sect had caves to live in, while they could only live in earthen pits.

At least the Heavenly Sword Sect had steamed buns to eat, while they could only eat dark-colored steamed buns.

If my brother reveals those towns, we won't be able to do business today.

Who would want to do business with a bunch of poor people?

………………

Soon, we flew over a tributary of the River of Oblivion.

Many people in the cultivation world were seeing a tributary of the River of Oblivion for the first time.

The river water was as murky as rice water.

But strangely enough, the river surface was dotted with starlight.

It was like scattering a handful of silver coins.

The river water was murky and shimmered with a dark red light.

It's both dirty and beautiful.

It's both rustic and damp.

The visual effect is quite disjointed.

"This...this is the River of Oblivion?" someone exclaimed. "Isn't it said that the waters of the River of Oblivion can corrode the soul? This looks...quite beautiful!"

I silently rolled my eyes in my mind.

The main stream of the River of Oblivion corrodes the soul.

This is a tributary, diluted.

Then I couldn't roll my eyes anymore.

Because I was stunned too.

But what was surprising was not the River of Oblivion.

When I left six months ago, there was nothing on the shore.

A desolate wasteland.

A few broken stones.

A ferryman.

A wrecked ship.

Now~~

It's all shops and stalls!

It was densely packed, stretching as far as the eye could see.

Moreover, the zones are clearly defined.

Ore section: Various ores are piled up like sweet potatoes.

The Netherworld Iron was piled up like a small mountain, the Stardust Sand was stored in a large basket, the Crimson Flame Copper was stacked neatly, and the Frost Marrow was stored in a jade box...

Finished ritual implements section: swords, knives, spears, clubs, sticks, axes, halberds, hooks, and forks are all available.

Black, purple, red, blue, radiating coldness, shimmering with gold...

Household goods section: pots and pans, tables and chairs, blankets and pillows, mouthwash, teeth whitening powder...

In short, everything you need for daily life is here.

Demon Realm Food Section: Paste, dried meat, Netherworld Fruit, Canned Fish from the River of Oblivion, Demon Realm Specialty Fruits and Vegetables...

There are also candies that are a specialty of the Demon Realm, in all sorts of colors, packaged in transparent jars, and they look incredibly tempting.

Demon clothing section: red, black, purple, linen... custom-made is also available.

There was also a silver mask... exactly the same as the one my brother wore.

Demon Realm Plant Zone: Nether Grass, Man-Eating Flower, Soul-Eating Vine...

Various exotic flowers and herbs that can only grow in the Demon Realm are planted in flowerpots and priced.

Demon Realm Souvenir Area: Demon Realm landscape paintings, miniature models of the Demon Palace, monster dolls, and bottled versions of the River of Oblivion water.

A stall displayed rows of glass bottles with labels that read:

[Authentic Demon Realm Air - Ten Low-Grade Spirit Stones Per Bottle - Take a Deep Breath and Experience the Demon Realm's Atmosphere]

I:"……"

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