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

After a long while, Fu Xiao finally spoke softly, "Well... Father didn't expect her to go into seclusion either..."

"I was originally planning to have your brother bring you back. Who knew you'd already joined that... Heavenly Sword Sect?"

He paused, then glanced at me cautiously.

"I heard it's the poorest sect in the cultivation world?"

I nodded with a dark expression.

Fu Xiao sighed, his tone carrying a complex emotion: "Sigh, daughter, are you particularly destined to be poor? You were poor in the Demon Realm, and you're still poor in the Immortal Cultivation Realm."

Me: "...Dad, can't you speak properly?"

Fu Xiao quickly corrected himself: "No, no, I meant... the Heavenly Sword Sect is pretty good. Although they're poor, the people there are all good."

"That bald elder of yours looks like a respectable person!"

"Your senior brother in white looks like he's a formidable fighter!"

"That senior of yours with the braid looks really enthusiastic!"

"Your senior classmate who makes steamed buns seems so honest!"

"Your senior brother with those captivating eyes is quite handsome!"

"That senior student of yours who keeps records is clearly a cultured man!"

I listened to it all in one breath and nodded: "That's more like it."

Fu Yan coughed beside him: "Don't take too long."

Fu Xiao ignored him.

He carried me into the palace.

Place me on that enormous obsidian throne.

When I was a child, I often used this throne as a slide.

Now that my child is three and a half, he can only use it as a slide.

It was still too big for me; when I sat on it, I felt like a little frog that had fallen into a pit.

Fu Xiao squatted down, looked me up and down.

"Daughter, you've lost weight." His tone was full of concern.

I looked at his face, which was still handsome but noticeably rounder: "Dad, you've gained weight."

Fu Xiao touched his face, giving a guilty smile: "Really?"

I nodded.

"The commercial district has made some money lately, and I accidentally ate too much a few times." He patted his stomach, a hint of smugness in his voice. "Your brother said that from now on, we can eat well every day."

I asked curiously, "How much money did you make?"

Fu Xiao scratched his head: "Well... your brother manages the accounts, I'm just in charge of spending them."

I:"…………"

Fine, discussing finances with an illiterate demon king is the most useless thing in the world.

Fu Yan coughed again.

Fu Xiao glanced at him and continued, "By the way, daughter, your brother is really good at making money now. He not only paid off all the debts from the last war, but also bought me a lot of underwear."

He paused, then added, "I'll never have to pry open luminous pearls to sell again!"

His tone carried a sense of pride, as if he were saying, "Look how amazing my son is."

I nodded and tentatively asked, "Now that you have money, do you still want me to go to the world of cultivation?"

Fu Xiao paused for a moment, then said, "If you really don't want to go, you can wait until your mother comes out of seclusion."

I looked at him and said, "Dad, you're so heartless."

Fu Xiao lowered his head guiltily.

Of course, I was just asking casually.

I don't plan to stay in the Demon Realm.

I like the Heavenly Sword Sect.

I like my senior classmates.

I like the elders.

I love that place that was dirt poor, but where everyone shone.

I said, "Don't worry, I'll go find Mother once she's out of the pass."

Fu Xiao's eyes lit up instantly.

"Then remember to put in a good word for your father." His tone was as urgent as a prisoner awaiting sentencing. "Tell him that your father misses her, the Demon Realm is rich now, the trade district has made a lot of money, he can afford to buy underwear now, she doesn't need to worry about him anymore!"

Me: "...We don't need the last sentence, do we?"

Fu Xiao blushed: "Then you decide what to do. Anyway, say a few more words."

Suddenly, Fu Yan coughed for the third time.

This time the cough was noticeably louder.

With an impatient air of "Are you ever going to stop?"

Fu Xiao finally couldn't hold back any longer and turned to glare at him: "Why are you coughing! If your throat hurts, go take some medicine!"

Fu Yan walked over expressionlessly, pushing Fu Xiao aside.

Then he sat on the throne.

The throne is very large, more than enough to seat two people.

He took a storage bag out of his pocket and handed it to me.

I took the storage bag and probed it with my divine sense.

It was filled with sparkling spirit stones, piled up like a small mountain.

Fu Yan said calmly, "Three thousand high-grade items. If that's not enough, you can ask Ying Qi for more. He'll send them to you regularly."

"That's enough for now," I said.

Fu Yan nodded and stood up.

I suddenly remembered a question.

"elder brother."

Fu Yan turned to look at me.

Me: "The strange movements at the border between the cultivation world and the demon realm... were they something you orchestrated?"

Fu Yan remained silent for a moment.

Then he admitted, "Yes."

"The opening of a commercial district needs a buzz."

"If there are any disturbances at the border, the Myriad Immortals Alliance will come to investigate."

"Come and take a look, and you'll see our mine."

"When they see our mine, they'll want to buy it."

"If I want to buy something, I'll go to the commercial area."

I was stunned.

This entire operation was carried out step by step, with each step closely linked to the next.

I gave a thumbs up: "Awesome."

He smiled slightly: "So-so."

Then he patted my head and said, "Once the construction of the Demon Realm is basically completed, I will come to the Immortal Cultivation Realm to accompany you."

My eyes lit up: "Really?"

"Hmm," he said softly, but earnestly.

I smiled and said, "Then I'll wait for you."

I am looking forward.

Really.

Although my brother is expressionless, he is a business genius and a mining fanatic.

But he's my brother.

The guy who'll take the fall for me.

The brother who will give me spirit stones.

After chatting for a few more minutes, I stood up, dusted myself off, and said, "Okay, I'm leaving now."

After all, the elders and senior brothers were still waiting outside, and if I stayed any longer, I was afraid they would rush in to rescue people.

Fu Xiao lifted me down from the throne and knelt down to help me straighten my clothes.

"Next time you come back, Dad will cook you something delicious."

I blinked: "You can cook?"

Fu Xiao: "...I don't know how, but I can learn."

Me: "Don't you know how to read all the characters?"

Fu Xiao stated confidently, "Learning to cook doesn't require education."

Me: "...That's true."

Cooking requires hands, not brains.

Although my dad isn't very bright, he still has a lot of strength in his hands.

Fu Yan stood up and put his mask back on.

"Alright, let's go."

He took my hand and led me outside.

After walking a few steps, I looked back.

Fu Xiao was still squatting in the same spot, looking in my direction.

"My dear daughter, take good care of yourself out there."

"Um."

"If anyone bullies you, tell your father. Your father will lead the troops to fight them."

"Dad, didn't you say you lost the last war and even had to pay for your underwear?"

Fu Xiao blushed: "That...that was because I was letting them win."

"..."

"But next time, Dad will definitely win for you!"

I nodded: "I understand. Dad's the best."

Fu Xiao then smiled with satisfaction.

He was laughing like a fool.

*************

As I walked out of the main hall, the one-eyed old devil steward was still standing there wiping away tears.

"The princess has gone to beg for money again. This old servant is so touched... The princess has grown up..."

I:"…………"

I patted his knee: "Okay, stop crying. I'll bring you fruit next time I come back."

The old demon cried even harder, snot streaming down his face: "Princess, you love this old servant so much... I can die in peace now..."

Fu Yan walked past him expressionlessly, but his pace quickened noticeably.

They probably couldn't stand such sentimental scenes.