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

Life was peaceful.

It was so calm that I could count how many leaves the spirit fruit tree on the back mountain of the Heavenly Sword Sect had grown.

So calmly, Yan Chuan developed a new dish called "Ghost Pepper Stir-fry," which, when eaten, allows one to breathe fire from their mouth—in a physical sense.

So calm was that Gu Chenguang bought a new notebook with the title "Heavenly Sword Sect Revitalization Plan - Final Edition" on the cover.

It's so peaceful that I feel like this kind of life—eating, sleeping, training, and eating—could go on forever.

Then, on this day...

The communication talismans of the three elders lit up simultaneously.

It wasn't just ordinary brightness, it was the kind of...

It's an emergency! The sky is falling! Come quickly to save my life! (Liang Fa)

Wen Zhiya was scattering spirit beast droppings on the back mountain when he took out his communication talisman, glanced at it, and his expression changed.

Jing Yuan was tending the fire in the alchemy room when he took out his communication talisman and glanced at it, ignoring the furnace altogether.

Elder Wangji was sweeping the floor when he took out his communication talisman, glanced at it, and threw the broom away.

"What's wrong?" Su Ning leaned over and asked.

Elder Wangji put away the communication talisman: "Mid-level magical beasts and monsters attacked villages and towns, massacring small sects. Their methods were ruthless."

Wen Zhiya added, "It happened in more than one place. It occurred simultaneously."

Elder Jingyuan put away the communication talisman and looked at me: "The Myriad Immortals Alliance wants us to bring Xiao Pin'er to a meeting."

I pointed to myself: "Me?"

Elder Jingyuan nodded: "You."

Elder Wangji had already stood up: "Let's go."

Suning called out from behind, "Where are we?"

Elder Wangji turned and glanced at him: "Come on, all of you."

Elder Jingyuan also turned around: "Come on, everyone, just in case we have to fight."

Wen Zhiya nodded: "Many hands make light work!"

Therefore, the entire Heavenly Sword Sect was mobilized.

Five senior brothers, three elders, and a three-and-a-half-year-old junior sister.

He flew towards the Myriad Immortals Alliance on his sword.

The formation resembled a flock of sparrows going to fight.

Not many, but noisy.

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The Great Hall of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals.

Great!

Very big!

It's more than ten times larger than the newly built main hall of the Heavenly Sword Sect!

The gate to the main hall is as tall as a three-story building!

The door panel is made of a single piece of thousand-year-old ironwood, with intricate defensive formations carved on it, said to be able to withstand a full-force attack from a Void Refinement stage cultivator.

A plaque hung above the doorway, bearing the three large characters "Wanxian Alliance," each one gleaming with gold, clearly indicating that a considerable amount of spirit stones had been spent on it.

We originally thought the main hall of the Heavenly Sword Sect was already very grand, capable of accommodating all the sect members and allowing them to do somersaults.

But compared to this, it's like comparing a thatched hut to a palace.

The main hall was full of people.

The Zen abbot sat in the main seat, his bald head gleaming, radiating Buddhist light, like a human-shaped lamp.

Beside me were sect leaders or elders from various sects, most of whom were familiar faces I had never seen before.

When we arrived, several pairs of eyes immediately swept over us.

It wasn't the kind of casual glance or scrutiny.

It was the kind of look that said, "You are the criminal we are going to interrogate."

Elder Wen Zhiya remained calm and strode to the front row, sitting to the left of the Zen master.

Jingyuan and Elder Wangji sat behind Wenzhiya, one on the left and one on the right, like two door gods.

My fellow students and I stood at the very back, like a row of lambs waiting to be judged.

My senior classmates started whispering and introducing me to the big shots on stage.

Su Ning pointed to a tall, thin man in the front row: "That's Xie Qianjue, the Grand Elder of the Qingyun Sect. He's at the early stage of the Void Refinement Realm."

I blinked: "Higher cultivation level than Sect Master Qingmeng?"

"That's right." Su Ning nodded. "Sect Master Qingmeng is still in seclusion trying to break through to the Void Refinement stage, while this person is already a veteran Void Refinement cultivator."

I thought to myself: Then my mom needs to step up her game.

Yan Chuan added, "But Elder Xie is over 1,500 years old. Sect Master Qing Meng is only 600 years old."

I thought to myself: My mother is even more amazing; she can be the boss of a 1,500-year-old at the age of 600.

Murong Zhuo interjected, "Moreover, I heard that she wasted over a hundred years of her life due to a love tribulation. In other words, her actual cultivation time was only about five hundred years."

Gu Chenguang sighed, "A five-hundred-year-old Void Refinement stage cultivator. No wonder she was the number one prodigy of the previous generation and the number one female cultivator in the cultivation world."

Shen Qingchen rarely spoke up: "It is said that Sect Master Qingmeng's swordsmanship is very good."

I nodded.

I thought to myself: The fact that my senior brother said "very good" means that my mother's swordsmanship is really good, so good that even a sword fanatic would be convinced.

Then I wondered: Why are they so old at just over a thousand years old, while my father, at three thousand years old, still looks like a teenager?

This question has been bothering me for a long time, and I must find out the answer today.

I nudged Gu Chenguang: "Sixth Senior Brother, why do other people look so old even when they're over a thousand years old? I've seen hunters who are still handsome even at three thousand years old!"

Gu Chenguang flipped through his notebook and began explaining the science:

"First of all, the growth and aging rhythms of cultivators and mortals are different."

"A cultivator's physical body is nourished by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, making it less prone to aging."

"Therefore, in the cultivation world, anyone under three hundred years old is considered a teenager."

"Not only that, once you reach the Nascent Soul stage, you can reverse aging and freeze at any age you want."

"But most people need to be hundreds or even thousands of years old to form an infant."

"By then, they had already gotten used to the appearance of middle-aged and elderly people."

"And those who are capable have already risen to the position of elder."

"Then the elders naturally need to be more mature and steady in order to manage the disciples below them."

I understand.

Simply put: It's not that you can't be young, it's that you shouldn't be young.

People like my dad, who are over 300 years old but still have the face of a young man, are shameless and only care about appearances.

After I finished asking my question, Suning continued:

"That is Bai Jingxin, the sect leader of the Yuling Sect."

"Cultivation level: early stage of Void Refinement. Natal beast: Xuan Yue Spirit Fox, which is said to be close to the level of a sacred beast."

"The fox was entirely white, with nine pale silver crescent-shaped markings on its tail. Its eyes were like cold pools, unassuming yet extremely imposing."

"The ability is to soothe and manipulate the emotions of all spirit beasts within a hundred miles, weaken the enemy's control over the spirit beasts, and has a natural suppression of contract-based spells."

I looked at Bai Jingxin.

She was a female cultivator with a flowing white dress and a gentle demeanor, like a quietly blooming white lotus.

Yan Chuan pointed to a man with a cold and aloof demeanor opposite Bai Jingxin:

"That's Bai Hezhou, the sect master of the Spirit Contract Sect, at the early stage of the Void Refinement Realm."

"My natal beast is the Dawn Crane, which is also close to the level of a sacred beast."

"It is said to be able to unleash the Dawn Domain. Within the domain, all spiritual energy flows are distorted, and the stability of enemy spirit beast contracts decreases by 30%. The duration depends on the sect leader's spiritual energy consumption."

I looked at Bai Heqing, then at Bai Jingxin.

Both of them share the surname Bai and have somewhat similar temperaments.

"They all seem really impressive," I said.

Murong Zhuo coughed and said, "It is said that... the two sect leaders were once a couple."

My eyes lit up: "Oh?"

Murong Zhuo lowered his voice: "A thousand years ago, both of them were picked up by the Sect Master of the Myriad Spirits Sect. They were both his personal disciples and both took the surname Bai from the Sect Master of the Myriad Spirits Sect."

I widened my eyes: "Oh~~ what happened next?"

"Later, for some reason, they broke up. After the sect leader of the Wanling Sect ascended to heaven, the Wanling Sect split into two sects: the Yuling Sect and the Lingqi Sect."

I became even more curious: "Why did they break up?"

Murong Zhuo looked at Gu Chenguang.

Gu Chenguang took a book out of his pocket.

I looked down at the cover:

The Thousand-Year Feud Between the Yuling Sect and the Lingqi Sect

"According to the storybook," Gu Chenguang opened the book and read aloud in a serious tone, "the two of them came from the Wanling Sect together and were an enviable senior brother and sister couple."

"Bai Jingxin is gentle and composed, believing in governing all spirits with her heart, following their nature, empathizing with their intelligence, and pursuing a balanced coexistence between humans and spirit beasts."

"Bai Hezhou is proud and aloof, believes in binding all spirits with spiritual contracts, and using strong binding force to control spirit beasts, pursuing absolute control and the ultimate in combat power."

"Later, a major rift erupted over the sect's inheritance and the choice of the Great Dao..."

Gu Chenguang turned a page: "Bai Hezhou intends to use the essence blood of ten thousand spirits to refine the contract array in order to strengthen the spirit contract. Although it can temporarily boost the sect's combat power, it treats spirit beasts as mere tools."

Bai Jingxin firmly opposed it, believing that this action was against the will of Heaven and would surely be punished by Heaven, and also violated the original intention of the Ten Thousand Spirits Sect.

"In the midst of the conflict, the old friendships were worn away by the struggle over the path, and trust collapsed."

"Bai Hezhou believed that Bai Jingxin's womanly kindness was misleading and had led the sect astray."

Bai Jingxin believes that Bai Hezhou has lost his true self and gone astray.

"In the end, the two severed their ties and each led a lineage of disciples to separate."

"Bai Hezhou established the Spirit Contract Sect, valuing contracts above all else. Bai Jingxin established the Imperial Spirit Sect, prioritizing imperial control."

Gu Chenguang closed the book: "The two sects share the same roots and origins, yet they have had no further contact. Their strength has always been only slightly different, and neither has been able to completely overpower the other."

I nodded knowingly.

No wonder the disciples of the two sects were always so eager to prove themselves during the last Grand Competition of Ten Thousand Sects.

No wonder the Spirit Contract Sect has always wanted to squeeze out the Spirit Control Sect and be listed among the top five sects.

This isn't a conflict between sects; it's a battle between former leaders.

Su Ning continued, pointing to the people sitting to the side: "Those are the heads of reclusive great families."

I followed his gaze.

The heads of the families sat upright, expressionless, like a row of copied and pasted mannequins.

He had a restrained aura, but sharp eyes, making him someone you wouldn't want to mess with.

Yan Chuan lowered his voice: "Don't be fooled by the fact that those family heads are only at the Nascent Soul or Spirit Transformation stage. Their families usually have an ancestor to oversee them."

Murong Zhuo added, "Those ancestors who have lived for thousands of years are all powerful beings at the Integration Stage or above, and some are even at the Mahayana Stage."

I nodded.

His gaze swept over the heads of the families, then suddenly stopped on one person's face.

Then, pointing to a family head who looked somewhat like Murong Zhuo, he asked, "This person looks a bit like Fifth Senior Brother."