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

younger sister?

These two words were like a pebble thrown into a calm lake.

The crowd erupted again, like a flock of ducks having a meeting.

--"younger sister??"

"—The Demon Lord's younger sister?"

"Then wouldn't Fupin be...?"

—"The Demon Princess!!"

"The Heavenly Sword Sect has taken a demon princess as a disciple?"

The senior students were also stunned.

Including the eldest brother.

Suning's mouth was agape, her jaw almost dropping to the ground.

Yan Chuan stared wide-eyed, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground.

Murong Zhuo's peach blossom eyes finally stopped blinking, staring straight at Fu Yan.

Gu Chenguang's notebook fell to the ground, and he tried to pick it up three times but failed.

Shen Qingchen's hand stopped on the sword hilt, and he rarely showed a surprised expression.

Even the three elders were shocked.

Although they guessed I was a demon, they didn't guess I was a princess of the demon realm.

Elder Wen Zhiya stopped stroking his beard: "Wait, wait... Princess?"

Elder Jingyuan: "Your father is the Demon Lord?"

Elder Wangji chanted a Buddhist prayer, his voice slightly unsteady: "Amitabha... No wonder the Demon Lord personally took the lightning."

I nodded.

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"Yes. My father is the Demon Lord."

The senior students were completely petrified.

Su Ning's voice trembled: "So... Junior Sister is a princess of the Demon Realm?"

Yan Chuan: "Our little junior sister whom we picked up... is she a princess?"

Murong Zhuo: "We make her practice horse stance, run through mountains, and wield swords every day... make the princess practice horse stance?"

Gu Chenguang finally picked up the notebook, his hands trembling violently: "My notebook... a whole notebook of princess diaries?"

Shen Qingchen looked at the sword in his hand, the one the Demon Lord had given him.

"I see," he said.

Four words, but a lot of information.

........................

The crowd's condemnation gradually went astray.

"Wouldn't the Heavenly Sword Sect have struck it rich?"

"—Princess, daughter of the Demon Lord."

"No wonder they all use such fine swords!"

"It must be directly supplied from the Demon Realm mines!"

— "Direct supply from the Demon Realm mines, no middlemen taking a cut!"

"Wait, you've gone off-topic! Shouldn't we be talking about the Heavenly Sword Sect's betrayal of the cultivation world?"

Someone quickly steered the conversation back to the main topic.

"—Yes, yes, yes! The Heavenly Sword Sect accepting a demon princess as a disciple is itself a betrayal!"

"The Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals has a rule! Sects in the cultivation world are forbidden from accepting disciples from the demon race!"

"Yes, it's one thing if the Heavenly Sword Sect didn't know before. But now that they do, they can't keep her in the cultivation world any longer."

"The Heavenly Sword Sect must expel her from the sect!"

The elders were about to start cursing.

Fu Yan spoke first: "The fate of the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples is none of the business of outsiders."

His voice wasn't loud, but every word he spoke was firm and resounding.

"The Heavenly Sword Sect will not abandon its disciples just because their spiritual roots have been damaged."

"We will not expel a disciple from the sect simply because they are a demon."

"The Heavenly Sword Sect's rule: Never abandon any of our disciples!"

The elders looked at Fu Yan with subtle expressions.

Wen Zhiya: "This young master is a good person."

Jingyuan: "Yes, you know our clan rules very well."

Elder Wangji thought for a moment, "Since he's Xiao Pin'er's brother... can we get a discount next time we go to the Demon Realm's trading area?"

Xie Qianjue coldly replied, "Young Master of the Demon Realm, aren't you the outsider?"

"The cultivation world does not accept disciples of the demon race. This is a matter for our cultivation world, and the Myriad Immortals Alliance will handle the judgment."

"When did it become the Demon Realm's turn to interfere?"

"Are you helping the Heavenly Sword Sect so much just because your sister is there? Or...?"

"What shady dealings are going on between the Demon Realm and the Heavenly Sword Sect?"

Fu Yan smiled.

That smile carried a hint of disdain, a hint of mockery, and a hint of smugness that said, "You've finally gotten to the point."

Then he walked over.

Stand in front of the Heavenly Sword Sect's ranks.

Amidst the puzzled gazes of the elders and fellow disciples.

The mask was removed.

Beneath the mask lies the excessively handsome face of the young master of the demon realm.

It was also the face of Fu Shao, the second disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

He had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, with a roguish smile playing on his lips.

"Because I am also a member of the Heavenly Sword Sect."

The entire room fell silent.

It was so quiet you could hear the ants snoring.

Then~~

It was blown up more violently than ever before.

"Young Master Fu??"

—"Young Master Fu of the Heavenly Sword Sect!!"

"—I lost to him in the last sect competition!!"

Another disciple from another sect exclaimed, "He borrowed a hundred mid-grade spirit stones from me and hasn't paid them back yet!!"

"He still hasn't paid me back for the drinks!"

"How did Young Master Fu become the young master of the Demon Realm??"

"Wait, Young Master Fu, Fu Yan. The names match!!!"

The senior students were completely petrified.

Su Ning's voice cracked: "Second...Second Senior Brother??"

Yan Chuan stared, mouth agape: "Second Senior Brother, are you playing the role of the Demon Realm's young master??"

Murong Zhuo blinked: "Or... are you actually one?"

Gu Chenguang, clutching his notebook, exclaimed, "Weren't you looking for minerals? How did you end up at the Demon Realm's young master's position???"

Shen Qingchen looked at the sword in his hand, then at Fu Yan.

Then it dawned on me: "I see."

This time, there was a hint of relief in his tone, as if he finally understood.

The elders were already numb from the shock today, but they still couldn't withstand this blow.

Elder Wen Zhiya took a deep breath: "I've been doing odd jobs for hundreds of years, what kind of big scenes haven't I seen... I've really never seen anything like this before."

Elder Jingyuan nodded: "Me too. Today was really exciting, even more exciting than an explosion."

Elder Wangji's reaction was the most practical: "Wait, you're actually the young master of the Demon Realm? Does that mean we don't have to pay next time we go to the commercial district?"

Fu Yan: "...A discount is available."

Elder Wangji: "What discount?"

Fu Yan: "...fractured bone."

Elder Wangji nodded in satisfaction and began to calculate the next purchase list in his sleeve.

The square was in complete chaos.

"The Heavenly Sword Sect's betrayal is now confirmed!"

"A princess and a young master—can this sect still be called a cultivation sect?"

"Why not just rename it the Demon Realm's Office in the Immortal Realm!"

"So, did the Heavenly Sword Sect all get rich?"

"Of course! A princess, a young master, their families are rolling in money!"

"No wonder they all use such fine swords! They're directly supplied from the demon realm's mines!"

"Wait, you've gone off-topic again! Shouldn't we be talking about the Heavenly Sword Sect's betrayal of the cultivation world?"

"—Yes, yes, yes! The Heavenly Sword Sect colluded with the Demon Realm! Traitors!"

"Colluding with demons! An unforgivable crime!"

"Arrest them all!"

The calls for condemnation grew louder and louder.

The spittle from everyone in the square was enough to drown the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Just then.

A sword light flew in from the horizon.

This is not an ordinary flight.

It's that kind of thing~~

Before you even see the person, you feel a chill run down your neck.

A terrifying pressure instantly enveloped the entire area.

It was so oppressive that everyone could hardly breathe.

The sect leaders and elders of each sect changed their expressions drastically and activated their protective barriers.

layer.

Two layers.

Three floors.

Everything that can be opened is opened.

Protect your own disciples.