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

Chapter 89 The Inquisitive Child

"Sect Master, how did you know he was the young master of the Demon Realm? He himself didn't know that at the time."

Wei Cangxuan glanced at me, his gaze like that of someone looking at a child asking, "Why is the sky blue?"

"I recognize the bloodline characteristics of the Demon Realm's royal family. Dark spiritual root, plus the suppressed demonic energy within him, there's no mistake."

I blinked. "Then why didn't you tell him?"

Wei Cangxuan scoffed: "Why tell him? Tell him 'You're the young master of the Demon Realm, and your father is the Demon Lord'?"

"And then what? Let this little brat in the Qi Refining stage run back to the Demon Realm to die?"

"Let's stay in the Heavenly Sword Sect and cultivate diligently until we're strong enough."

He spoke of it casually, as if it were something perfectly natural.

But as I listened, my nose started to sting.

A mere child in the Qi Refining stage, upon learning he is the young master of the Demon Realm, will likely only have one ending:

He rushed back to the Demon Realm to question his father.

—Then he got arrested.

—And then it was used to threaten his father!

In the end, his father might not only have to pawn his underwear, but he might also lose both his underwear and his father.

—Conclusion: The sect leader didn't tell him because he was protecting him.

It's not the kind of protection where "I'll take the hit for you," but the kind where "I'll make you stronger, so strong that you don't need me to protect you anymore."

I looked at Wei Cangxuan; the moonlight softened his face.

This old man may be sharp-tongued, but he cares about people.

"Sect Master, how come you seem to know everything?"

Wei Cangxuan did not answer.

He looked up at the moon in the sky.

The moon was round and bright, like a big, white steamed bun.

After a long while, he finally said, "I have lived for two thousand eight hundred years and have seen more people than you have eaten salt."

I fell silent again.

I'm calculating...

How much salt should a three-and-a-half-year-old eat every day?

How much do you eat in a year?

How much did you eat in three and a half years?

Forget it, I can't figure it out.

I suddenly remembered another question: "Sect Leader".

"Um?"

"Why did you make my brother the second senior brother? He joined the sect the latest; according to the order, he should be the sixth junior brother."

Wei Cangxuan thought for a moment, his expression as if he were recalling a small, distant event.

"He's talented, he can't just keep doing menial tasks. Let's make him an inner disciple."

"this one?"

"That's it."

I looked at him.

"But Elder Wangji said that you gave him a chance to defeat the other senior brothers only because you accepted his ancestral aphrodisiac pill. Later, it was discovered that the pill was fake, just an ordinary Qi-nourishing pill."

Wei Cangxuan's sword trembled slightly.

"…Wangji told you all this?"

I nodded: "Elder Wangji also said that when you went to have it appraised and found it to be fake, he only beat up my brother but did not take back his ranking."

Wei Cangxuan remained silent for a moment.

His expression was somewhat subtle in the moonlight.

It was like someone had dug out an old ledger that had been buried at the bottom of a box.

He was silent for a moment, then his tone suddenly became serious:

"He spent fifty years refining his Qi to reach the Golden Core stage, defeating Su Ning, Yan Chuan, Murong Zhuo, and Gu Chenguang. There's nothing wrong with me ranking him according to his strength."

The translation of this sentence is: I was deceived, but I don't want to admit it.

I nodded, indicating that I understood: "So it's not because he received any benefits, but because he really can fight."

Wei Cangxuan remained silent.

But his lips twitched.

Just for a moment.

I pressed my advantage: "Sect Leader, what about me? Once I can defeat all the senior brothers, can I become the sect's senior sister?"

Wei Cangxuan's sword trembled again.

"you?"

"Hmm. Me! Senior Sister! Pretty impressive, right?"

He looked at me.

I looked at him.

He was silent for a while.

You're only three and a half years old.

Age is not a problem.

"The last one to start."

"The issue is strength."

"Your senior brothers are being lenient with you."

"That's now. It might be different later."

Wei Cangxuan opened his mouth, then closed it again.

He took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled.

His expression was as if he had been checkmated but couldn't find a suitable piece to counter-check.

We'll see when the time comes.

"What do you mean by 'we'll talk about it later'?"

"Well... we'll see when the time comes."

"Alright, then what kind of pills do you want? I'll find them for you, even the family heirlooms will do."

“…………”

"metropolitan?"

"My hearing has suddenly gone bad."

"metropolitan!"

"The wind is too strong, I can't hear you..."

He sped away, and with a flash of sword light, he was already a hundred feet away.

I quickly sped up to catch up.

"Sect Leader! You still haven't answered me!"

"My hearing isn't good, I can't hear clearly!"

"You're lying, everything was fine just now!"

"My hearing loss is intermittent!"

I chased after him for ages but couldn't catch up.

If someone in the Nascent Soul stage can run fast, then someone in the Golden Core stage can only watch their dust.

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They chased after him for a while.

If I can't catch up, I won't chase anymore.

Anyway, he can't run away.

after awhile.

He slowed down.

I leaned closer and asked, "Sect Leader, do you know who's behind the massacre of the sect?"

Wei Cangxuan looked at me, his expression subtle in the moonlight.

"Whether I know or not... I don't know."

I blinked. "What do you mean by 'knowing but not knowing, not understanding'?"

"Well... I have a feeling about it, but I don't have any evidence. I can only talk about things with evidence, and I can only think about things without evidence. Even if I think about it, I can't say it, because that would be spreading rumors. And spreading rumors will get me hunted down."

"Oh. So who are you thinking of?"

He glanced at me, his eyes filled with a sense of helplessness, as if to say, "Why do you ask so many questions, you little brat?"

"Let's talk about it when we get home."

Ok.

I shut up.

It's not that I don't want to ask, it's just that the tone of that sentence sounds like "If you ask again, I'll throw you off."

Let's talk about it when we get home.

We continued flying.

The moon had risen directly overhead, and the stars had come out, one by one embedded in the sky, like someone had scattered a handful of silver.

The wind blew past my ears, carrying the scent of the mountains and forests and the smoke from a distant village.

I couldn't resist again.

"metropolitan."

"Um?"

"You've lived for 2,800 years, aren't you tired?"

Wei Cangxuan thought for a moment, his expression like that of someone recalling a dish they hadn't eaten in a long time: "Tired. But even if you're tired, you still have to live. Only by living can you have the chance to eat good food, see good things, and curse what deserves to be cursed."

"Have you ever thought about dying?"

"I've thought about it," he answered quickly, as if he had already thought of the answer beforehand. "But every time I think about dying, I think about what I haven't finished. And then I realize there's a ton of things I haven't done. And then I don't want to die anymore."

"So, is there anything you haven't finished doing?"

He glanced down at me, his expression gentle in the moonlight, so gentle that he didn't seem like someone who could be hunted down eight hundred times a day.

"Watching you grow up."

I froze for a moment.

My nose feels a little sore.

It's not the sourness from eating a plum, but the sourness from something in my heart being gently poked.

"this one?"

"That's it." He nodded. "Nothing else matters."

My nose started to sting even more.

"metropolitan."

"Um?"

"You'll live a very, very long time, won't you?"

"I guess so."

"That's good."