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

Thus began our seven-day ordeal of "surviving in the demon world".

I live a very regular life every day.

Morning: Meditation.

Noon: Cultivation.

Afternoon: Consolidate your cultivation.

Evening: Listen to Elder Wangji tell stories.

This part is the most fun and the happiest thing every day.

That evening, we sat around in the cave.

A bonfire was lit in the center of the cave. Elder Wangji leaned against the stone wall, turning a string of beads made of grass stems, and slowly began to speak.

"As you know, the Heavenly Sword Sect is different from other sects."

Su Ning immediately replied, "I know. Other sects have money."

Elder Wangji glared at him.

Suning shut up.

Elder Wangji continued, "Because the population is small, the sect leader and elders all teach the disciples together. There is no such thing as anyone being anyone's personal disciple. As long as they are disciples of the sect, they are treated equally."

Su Ning couldn't hold back any longer: "Anyway, we're all going to raise them frugally, so nobody should get special treatment."

Elder Wangji didn't glare at him this time.

Because what he said was indeed true.

As he spoke, Elder Wangji's gaze swept over everyone present. "Today, you will tell us how you got here."

"Speaking of your childhood..."

His gaze drifted into the distance, as if looking at something very, very far away.

"Let's talk about Qingchen first."

The eldest disciple was meditating when he heard his name called.

My ear twitched.

Elder Wangji lowered his voice slightly:

"At that time, the sect leader had only been in power for a few hundred years, and it happened to be the turn of the Heavenly Sword Sect to preside over the Myriad Immortals Alliance. There was also trouble in the cultivation world, with demonic beasts attacking villages. So the sect leader personally went down the mountain to eliminate the demons."

"By the time the sect leader arrived, there were hardly any survivors left in the village."

"Qingchen is one of the few survivors in that village."

"When the sect leader found him, he was hiding in the cellar, clutching a fire poker, and covered in blood. But it wasn't his blood; it was the blood of a demon beast."

Elder Wangji looked at Shen Qingchen with pride in his eyes.

"A five-year-old child poked the monster with a fire poker. He didn't kill it, but he did injure it."

"The monster howled in pain and ran away."

My mouth dropped open.

Five years old.

Take a fire poker.

Stab the monster.

What was I doing when I was five? Oh, I wasn't even five yet.

Elder Wangji laughed: "The sect leader said back then, 'This kid is not bad. Let's take him back and raise him. He'll be a good free handyman disciple.'"

I:"……"

The senior students: "..."

It turns out that the senior brother's starting point was free labor.

Elder Wangji said matter-of-factly, "After all, we were poor back then and couldn't afford to hire menial disciples."

Suning muttered to himself, "We can't afford to hire them now."

Elder Wangji pretended not to hear.

"But we later discovered that this child grasped swordsmanship very quickly. He could learn it after being taught only once, and understand it after seeing it only once."

"Then I tested my spiritual root again... Oh wow, a heavenly spiritual root."

"The sect leader was stunned. After that, he started laughing, and he laughed for the entire time it takes for an incense stick to burn."

He said, "After all these years of scavenging for trash, I've finally struck gold!"

I blinked. "Did the sect leader used to collect trash often?"

Elder Wangji remained unfazed: "It's a tradition of the Heavenly Sword Sect. We're poor, so we have to pick up anything. Even people."

I:……

This tradition is very much like that of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

I pressed further, "And then?"

Elder Wangji: "Then he became a disciple of the sect. He was also the first official disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect."

Elder Wangji looked at Shen Qingchen with an indescribable look in his eyes.

It's not pride.

It's something deeper than pride.

"At that time, the sect leader and the three of us elders taught him together."

"This child is also very promising. He entered the Qi Refining stage at the age of ten, established the Foundation Establishment stage at the age of twenty, reached the Golden Core stage at the age of fifty, and the Nascent Soul stage at the age of one hundred."

He paused, then raised his voice slightly: "He became the number one prodigy among all sects of his generation. This is a genius who can rank among the top five in the recorded history of the cultivation world!"

The cave was quiet for a moment.

Elder Wangji glanced at me and added, "Of course, you don't count, Little Pin'er. Those people don't know you have a Chaos Spiritual Root yet, so it's not recorded."

I nodded.

Elder Wangji then looked at Shen Qingchen, his tone becoming gratified: "In those years, countless sects extended olive branches, offering increasingly generous terms."

"What about annual salaries exceeding ten thousand spirit stones, free cave dwellings, magical artifacts, elixirs, and spirit beasts... But this child, Qingchen~~"

"I only accept gifts, I don't switch jobs."

I looked at my senior brother.

The eldest brother remained unfazed.

I couldn't help but say, "Senior Brother... turns out he's even more shrewd than me."

Shen Qingchen finally spoke, her voice calm: "Accepting the gift is their way of showing their appreciation. Refusing it would hurt their feelings."

I:"……"

That makes a lot of sense.

I couldn't refute it.

Elder Wangji patted Shen Qingchen on the shoulder with satisfaction: "We old folks haven't spoiled you for nothing."

Shen Qingchen remained silent.

But the firelight illuminated his profile, and I saw the corners of his mouth curve slightly.

………………

Elder Wangji took a sip of water and continued speaking.

"That kid Su Ning was snatched away by that old bastard Wen Zhiya."

"Back then, when the sect had a major move, Su Ning wanted to go to Qingyun Sect to test it."

"Wen Zhiya led the team to set up a stall. Yes, set up a stall. Our Heavenly Sword Sect always sets up stalls for our sect's ultimate moves because we can't afford to build a tent."

I:"……"

It's too awful.

"I met Su Ning on the way to Wenzhi Cliff and immediately recognized him as a potential sword cultivator. I tested his spiritual roots on the spot."

"The result: a single wood-type spiritual root!"

This made Wen Zhiya extremely happy.

"Then he started to deceive people."

Elder Wangji mimicked Wen Zhiya's tone: "Young friend, I see you have extraordinary talent. Would you like to join our Heavenly Sword Sect?"

Su Ning asked, "What kind of sect is the Heavenly Sword Sect?"

Wen Zhiya said: "The number one sect in the cultivation world."

"But Su Ning was only six years old then, how could he understand these things? He said, 'No, I'm going to Qingyun Sect.'"

Me: "And then?"

Elder Wangji: "Later... later Wen Zhiya performed a sword technique on the spot. It is said that he carved a nearby tree into the shape of a wooden sword."

Me: "...Was that a performance or a threat?"

Elder Wangji ignored me and continued, "Wen Zhiya gave that wooden sword to Su Ning, saying, 'If you come, you can be just as powerful in the future.'"

"When Suning first saw this, he thought, 'Wow, this uncle is amazing! And that wooden sword is so cool!'"

"Then he came back with Wen Zhiya."

Su Ning couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Actually, I'm afraid he'll cut me after he finishes sharpening the sword."

Elder Wangji pretended not to hear and continued:

"That year, when our sect held a major recruitment event, other sects even asked us why we didn't go."

"We said we went. They asked where the disciples were. We said we had recruited them."

"They asked how many you hired?"

"We hold up one finger."

"They thought it was one. But it really was one."

"We won't explain. Let them laugh, hahaha."

I was silent.

The Heavenly Sword Sect's recruitment method can be summarized in nine words:

Hijacking, deception, fraud, shamelessness!

………………

Yan Chuan burst into laughter after hearing this: "Third Senior Brother, you're too easy to fool!"

Su Ning glared at him: "How dare you say that to me? Weren't you also abducted?"

Elder Wangji nodded: "Yes. Yan Chuan was also brought back by force."

Yan Chuan's smile froze.

"Yan Chuan was tricked by that guy Jing Yuan."

"That year, Jingyuan went to the Food God Sect to work part-time. Yes, he went to work as a cook."

"He saw an eight-year-old child squatting in front of the stove, tending the fire in the back kitchen."

"His control over the heat is exceptional, even better than the chefs at the 'God of Cookery' restaurant. The food in his pot never burns."

"Jingyuan thought to himself, 'This kid is so good at making stoves, he can definitely make alchemy furnaces too.'"

"In case the Heavenly Sword Sect has its own alchemy room in the future, it will need someone to tend the fire."

Jing Yuan walked over and said to Yan Chuan, "Little kid, would you like to come to our Heavenly Sword Sect? The alchemy furnace here is much more advanced than a cooking stove."

"Yan Chuan was eight years old at the time. What would an eight-year-old know about high-class or low-class? He just asked, 'Does it include food and lodging?'"

Jing Yuan said, "Bao. From now on, the kitchen of the Heavenly Sword Sect is your responsibility."

"The little boy immediately agreed upon hearing this."

Elder Wangji sighed as he finished speaking.

"I came back and tested it out... Wow, another fire-type single spiritual root."

"Directly transfer to the sect as a disciple."

He paused, then added, "The sect leader of the Food God Sect is still cursing Jing Yuan as an old fox. He says they trained a kitchen boy for three years, and we lured him away."

Yan Chuan scratched his head: "Actually, it's not that it's a deception. I also think that the alchemy furnace is indeed more advanced than the cooking furnace."

I looked at him and asked, "Fourth Senior Brother, do you know how to refine pills now?"

Yan Chuan shook his head: "No. But my fire-making skills have improved."

I:"……"

Fine.