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

A disciple of the Spirit Control Sect stepped forward: "Actually, we..."

Fu Yan interrupted him: "Now that your Yu Ling Sect knows she's a demon, are you trying to wash your hands of it?"

Demon General Number One chimed in: "When they were trying to poach him before, they were showering him with candy and fruit."

Demon General No. 2: "I've returned the Guest Elder Order."

Demon General No. 3: "They even offered the condition of becoming the successor to the young sect leader."

Demon General Number Four: "His face changes faster than turning the pages of a book. The ultimate technique of the Spirit Control Sect isn't beast taming, it's face-changing, isn't it?"

Bai Jingxin, the sect leader of the Yuling Sect, sat there without saying a word.

But she didn't look well.

Li Bufan stepped forward: "That's not what we meant."

Qingliuliu chimed in, "Yes, that's not what I meant."

Fu Yan looked at them: "What does that mean?"

Demon General Number One: "That's not what I meant. I haven't seen any of you step forward to do anything."

Demon General No. 2: "When it comes to hunting for magical beasts in the Demon Realm, you guys are more enthusiastic than any other sect. That's what makes it truly interesting."

Demon General Number Three: "The most interesting thing is that she can communicate with demonic beasts. She's the one who did this?"

Demon General No. 4: "So you mean that being able to communicate with spirit beasts makes you a suspect? Then your Spirit Control Sect and Spirit Contract Sect are the most suspicious."

The disciples of the Yuling Sect were speechless.

After all, that statement seems... to make sense?

The disciples of the Spirit Contract Sect jumped out to retort: ​​"We are different! We rely on contracts..."

Fu Yan interrupted again: "You are even worse."

He looked in the direction of Bai Hezhou, the sect leader of the Lingqi Sect.

"The Spirit Pact Sect wants to use the essence and blood of ten thousand spirits to consecrate the array. Do they even deserve to be called righteous people?"

The Lingqi Sect disciple's face turned ashen, but he was speechless.

Because it's true.

Who in the cultivation world doesn't know this?

A female cultivator from the Hehuan Sect whispered, "Luckily, I've never sought a Daoist partner from the Lingqi Sect."

Fu Yan's gaze swept over them.

The female cultivator shrank her neck.

But the demon generals behind him have already started their attack:

Demon General Number One: "Are all the female cultivators in your Joyful Union Sect good for is being infatuated with men?"

Demon General No. 2: "Use your brain and you'll know that a three-and-a-half-year-old can't do this kind of thing."

Demon General Number Three: "What level of cultivation is required to control high-level demonic beasts and magical beasts?"

Demon General Number Four: "A Golden Core cultivator can do that? Are all the brains in your Joyful Union Sect on your faces?"

The sect leader of the Hehuan Sect remained silent, lost in thought.

Fairy Xue Mei quickly stepped forward: "We believe Junior Sister Fu Pin. She's not that kind of person."

Fu Yan then looked away, "Finally, someone with a brain."

Snow Fairy: "...Thank you?"

While shelling peanuts, the leader of the Food God Sect whispered to his disciple, "Don't say a word. Let them make a fuss."

As it turned out, Demon General Number One, with his sharp eyes, directly called out: "Food God Sect, are you just here to watch the show?"

Demon General Number Two: "Are your brains just for show? Besides using your mouths, can't you use your brains at all?"

The sect leader remained expressionless and continued peeling peanuts, pretending to be mute.

One honest disciple couldn't help but mutter under his breath, "We...we also put a lot of thought into preparing meals..."

Demon General Number Three: "Eat, eat, eat! All you ever do is eat! Every time the Demon Realm opens for business, you guys are always the first to rush in, carrying bags and bags of ingredients back!"

Demon General Number Four: "If we're really talking about collusion with the Demon Realm, your Food God Sect is the prime suspect!"

"Thud!" The sect leader was so startled that the peanuts he had just peeled fell to the ground.

He looked down at the peanut and fell silent.

He was probably thinking: What did I do to deserve this?

The Zen abbot chanted "Amitabha," and was just about to offer a word of advice.

Fu Yan personally retorted: "I don't even want to talk about your Zen sect."

"During the last war between immortals and demons, the demon realm surrendered halfway through your chanting. You haven't even finished chanting yet."

The abbot chanted a Buddhist prayer once and then fell silent.

Fu Yan then looked at the various families.

"Your Shangguan family, relying on producing a lightning spirit root, have become incredibly arrogant. And what was the result? You were defeated by a three-and-a-half-year-old with a single sword strike. Aren't you ashamed?"

Shangguan Haitang's face turned as red as a boiled shrimp.

"Your Ouyang family ran faster than anyone else during the last Immortal-Demon War. What happened to being pillars of the righteous path? You think pillars can run like the wind?"

The Ouyang family members' faces were even redder than Shangguan Haitang's.

"And then there's the Situ family. They produced one Situ Che, and thought they were invincible. And what happened? They were defeated by Shen Qingchen three times in a row! Three times!"

Situ Che's finger twitched.

But his expression didn't change.

As expected of someone in the Nascent Soul stage, their skin is even more thick-skinned than their cultivation level.

Finally, Fu Yan looked towards the Murong family.

"Those so-called prodigies of your Murong family..."

"There isn't a single Nascent Soul cultivator. The strongest is only at the early Golden Core stage."

"There was a good person there, but they drove him away from home. Now all that's left is a bunch of useless people."

The head of the Murong family turned ashen-faced, but did not refute.

Because Murong Zhuo was indeed on the side of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Of his dozen or so children, none could compare to this son who ran away from home.

Murong Zhuo stood in the Heavenly Sword Sect's ranks, expressionless, but the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

After finishing his rant, Fu Yan looked around.

"Who else wants to speak?"

No one speaks.

The square was as quiet as a graveyard.

Fu Yan concluded, "The Demon Realm can assist in the investigation of the village massacre. But trying to pin the blame on the Demon Realm..."

He glanced at the two stone lions.

Wangcai and Laifu stepped forward simultaneously, releasing their oppressive aura.

Everyone in the room, except for those at the Nascent Soul stage or above, took a step back.

"Let's ask them if they agree first."

Xie Qianjue's face turned ashen: "You, you're threatening me!"

Fu Yan tilted his head: "Statement of facts is considered a threat? Then what was that when you were surrounding that three-and-a-half-year-old child? A friendly exchange?"

No one spoke.

Because there is indeed no evidence.

No matter how powerful a three-and-a-half-year-old Golden Core cultivator is, it's impossible for them to control high-level demonic beasts and magical beasts.

Even a three-year-old understands this principle.

This blame... cannot be placed on Fupin, nor on the demon realm.

But some people wouldn't give up.

A disciple from the Qingyun Sect stepped forward: "Even if it wasn't Fu Pin who did it, nor was it done by the Demon Realm, your demon clan disciple infiltrated a cultivation sect. You can't escape the blame, can you?"

"Yes! The Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals has a rule that even during a truce, they cannot accept disciples from the Demon Race!"

"The Heavenly Sword Sect has betrayed the cultivation world!"

"The fact that a demonic disciple has infiltrated a sect in the cultivation world must be addressed."

The elders had nothing to say.

Because I am indeed a demon.

But they still stood firmly in front of me.

Wen Zhiya: "Collusion? Collusion with what? Taking on a disciple is considered collusion?"

Jing Yuan: "You've even taken in disciples from the demon race! Doesn't that mean you're colluding with the demon race?"

Elder Wangji: "All beings are equal. Demons are also beings."

The senior students also stepped forward.

Su Ning: "Junior Sister is Junior Sister, no matter what race she belongs to."

Yan Chuan: "That's right. Once you enter the Heavenly Sword Sect, you become a member of the Heavenly Sword Sect."

Murong Zhuo: "The sect leader said that the origins of disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect are not important."

Gu Chenguang opened the notebook: "According to the first rule of the Heavenly Sword Sect: Heavenly Sword Sect disciples are not judged by their origins, but only by their true intentions. The sect rules were set by the sect leader, so if you have any objections, go find the sect leader."

Shen Qingchen didn't speak, but his sword was already half-drawn.

Fu Yan and the people of the Demon Realm are the same.

Everyone stepped forward, their posture clearly indicating their determination to protect each other to the end.

Seeing this display, the crowd began to murmur among themselves.

"What is the Demon Realm trying to do?"

"Such extreme favoritism?"

"Chaotic spiritual roots are indeed rare..."

"Isn't it unnecessary to go to war with the entire Myriad Immortals Alliance for a Chaos Spiritual Root that hasn't even fully developed yet?"

Fu Yan's expression was indifferent, but his tone left no room for argument:

"My sister is my sister, and I will protect her to the very end."