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

Fu Yan smiled.

That smile was elegant, composed, and carried a hint of nonchalant "who do you think you are?"

"As for starting a war? The Demon Realm is naturally not afraid."

Some people in the cultivation world also laughed.

It's that kind of laugh that says, "What are you bragging about?"

"Going to war? Wasn't the reparations paid last time enough?"

"You guys even lost your underwear last time, and you still want to fight?"

"Should we pay tribute again if we go to war?"

One disciple even chuckled and said, "If this is a trade war against the Demon Realm, I think we can fight."

The crowd laughed.

Fu Yan did not laugh.

He tilted his head, his tone nonchalant: "You won the last war between immortals and demons with great glory?"

The laughter stopped.

Xie Qianjue's expression was subtle.

The other sect leaders also had subtle expressions.

The number one demon general behind Fu Yan spoke, his voice booming like thunder: "We just didn't manage to fight last time! If we really fought, none of you would even be enough to fill my teeth!"

Demon General Number Two added insult to injury: "Not even enough to fill a gap between your teeth, but more like enough to pick your teeth."

Demon General Number Three was even more direct: "A bunch of weaklings, daring to talk big?"

Demon General Number Four glanced coldly at the group of cultivators, his tone as contemptuous as if he were commenting on a bad dish: "A bunch of small fry. Not even enough to beat Wangcai and Laifu."

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

Prosperity?

Lai Fu?

Demon General Number Four pointed to the two stone lions behind him.

"they."

The two stone lions stepped forward.

The earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking.

Everyone in the cultivation world took a step back.

Then everyone fell silent.

Should we name the sacred beasts Wangcai and Laifu?

What kind of bizarre humor is this?

I tugged at Elder Wen Zhiya's sleeve and whispered, "Elder, the last war between immortals and demons didn't happen?"

Wen Zhiya nodded: "They surrendered as soon as the Demon Lord appeared."

I became even more curious: "Why?"

Elder Jingyuan leaned closer: "I don't know. He ran away as soon as he saw the lineup of cultivators."

Elder Wangji chanted a Buddhist prayer: "When he fled, he said, 'We're not fighting anymore,' and then sent someone to sign the surrender document. It was swift and decisive, without any hesitation."

I thought to myself: Have I seen a ghost?

No, it should be that I saw my mother?

After all, my mother is from the Qingyun Sect.

After all, my dad is a hopeless romantic.

Yes, very likely.

No wonder those sect leaders were a little embarrassed.

They may also feel that the victory was unfair.

After all, they surrendered without even fighting. You say you won? What did you win? Nothing at all?

……

The people from the cultivation world and the demon world argued more and more fiercely.

In the cultivation world:

"Who told your Demon Lord to be such a coward! He ran away as soon as he saw our lineup!"

"Yeah, what a coward! He even had the nerve to send his son?"

"You've lost everything, what are you trying to prove?"

"Good will never prevail over evil! Your demon realm will never recover!"

The demon realm was not to be outdone:

Demon General Number One: "You cultivators are all talk and no action!"

Demon General Number Two: "If a real fight breaks out, you'll run faster than the Demon Lord!"

Demon General Number Three: "You won the last war between immortals and demons because the Demon Lord didn't want to fight! Not because you were capable!"

Demon General Number Four sneered: "A bunch of useless cowards who get weak in the knees at the sight of the Demon Lord."

The Zen abbot finally couldn't hold back any longer.

He stood up, put his hands together in prayer, and chanted a Buddhist prayer.

The sound wasn't loud, but everyone could hear it clearly.

"Amitabha Buddha. Everyone, please be quiet!"

Everyone fell silent.

The host looked at Fu Yan, his voice weary: "Young Master of the Demon Realm didn't come here today just to argue, did he?"

Fu Yan thought for a moment.

"I'm here to argue."

Host: "..."

Everyone: "…………"

The entire room fell silent for three seconds.

Then the arguing started again.

In the cultivation world:

"We haven't even settled accounts with you for the massacre of the Demon Realm! And you dare to come and cause trouble at the Myriad Immortals Alliance!"

"Exactly! Warcraft slaughtered villages and massacred minor sects—how will this debt be settled?"

"It must have been the Demon Realm! Who else but the Demon Realm could control magical beasts?"

On the demon side:

—Demon General Number One: "Slaughtering a sect? Do you have any evidence? If you can't produce it, shut up."

—Demon General Number Two: "Your lousy sects aren't even worth our time?"

—Demon General Number Three: "If we really did it, would you still be standing here arguing? You'd be lying on the ground by now."

—Demon General No. 4: "A bunch of useless people who can't even find out the truth and can only shift the blame."

Fu Yan raised his hand, signaling for silence.

Then he glanced at everyone and sneered:

"The Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals? What a prestigious title."

His voice wasn't loud, but every word was barbed.

"So many of you have gathered together just to convict a three-and-a-half-year-old child?"

The crowd looked rather grim.

Fu Yan continued, "Every time something happens in your cultivation world and you can't find the cause, you blame the demon realm."

He started counting on his fingers:

"Monsters slaughter the village, strange demons roam the land."

"They lost their magic weapon, blame the demon realm."

"Going astray in cultivation, blame the demon realm."

"Even the fact that the sky is overcast and the sun isn't shining today is the fault of the demon realm."

He paused, then his tone suddenly became very irritating.

"Why don't you say it's the moon's fault?"

"How many years have you been using this trick? Aren't you tired of it?"

Several sect leaders opened their mouths, but no words came out.

Xie Qianjue's face turned ashen, but he did not refute her.

Because what Fu Yan said was true.

There is indeed this habit in the cultivation world: when something goes wrong, the demon realm is blamed first.

If the culprit cannot be found, then say it was done by the demon realm.

Indeed, I've gotten used to it.

It's gotten so catchy, I can't change it.

Anyway, the demon realm won't come to confront us.

But today, the demon realm has arrived.

He also brought with him several hundred Nascent Soul stage demon soldiers and four Nascent Soul stage demon generals.

There are also two sacred beasts.

Someone muttered under their breath, "If it wasn't the demon realm, then who did it?"

Fu Yan glanced at the man: "What's it to me? It's not like you slaughtered a village in my demon realm. Can't you investigate yourselves?"

He gave a cold laugh.

"Or are you... incompetent and simply unable to investigate?"

He looked in the direction of Qingyun Sect.

"Indeed. The Qingyun Sect can't even recognize a Chaos Spiritual Root; they are truly incompetent."

The Qingyun Sect disciple turned green with rage: "You—"

Demon General Number One interrupted: "What do you mean, 'what do you mean, 'you even charge an application fee to accept disciples'? What kind of second largest sect in the cultivation world are you? Are you out of your mind?"

Demon General No. 2: "He treats a disciple with a lightning spiritual root as a treasure, but keeps the real treasures out of his sight."

Demon General No. 3: "Exactly, you missed out and you're still being stubborn."

Demon General No. 4: "Now that we know it's a Chaos Spiritual Root, you're still saying it's from the Demon Clan. Your Qingyun Sect's mouths are thicker than the walls of the Demon Realm."

The Qingyun Sect disciple's face turned red and white from being rebuked. He opened his mouth several times, but couldn't utter a word.

After a long pause, he finally managed to utter, "So what if you have a Chaos Spiritual Root? You're still a demon!"

Demon General Number One: "What's wrong with the demons?"

Demon General Number Two: "Did I eat your rice?"

Demon General No. 3: "If a three-and-a-half-year-old child had the ability to slaughter an entire sect... then you guys would all be lying on the ground by now, and you'd still be standing here arguing with us?"

Demon General Number Four scoffed, "Even standing here takes up too much space."

The disciples of Qingyun Sect fell silent.

(Next episode preview: The second senior brother of the Heavenly Sword Sect appears)