After transmigrating into the body of a junior sister of a celestial sect, the cultivation world wen

"What important matter has the King summoned us for?"

King Yingheng lowered his gaze and looked over the few young-looking cultivators below.

"So it was you who slaughtered demons in the mortal realm yesterday?" The voice was filled with accusation and disbelief.

Shi Yinghan frowned subconsciously, then looked up and stared directly at Ying Heng: "Yes."

"You all look quite young, yet you're incredibly skilled?" came another question.

Yang Fei clicked his tongue: "Are you questioning us?"

Ying Heng chuckled, not denying it.

"Father!" Ying Yan suddenly frowned and interrupted.

"These very cultivators slaughtered the entire demon race yesterday. I witnessed it with my own eyes; there is no falsehood in this."

Ying Heng glanced silently at his son who had gone to cultivate in the upper realm, but his gaze did not linger.

He said rather unenthusiastically, "...I see."

"This is absolutely true!" Ying Yan emphasized.

Ning Yue genuinely thought the king was coming to thank them, but upon arrival, she realized he was clearly looking for trouble.

It's just that they're young, and people don't believe they can do it.

Who are you insulting?

They didn't even bother to put on a respectful attitude anymore.

He casually pulled out an extremely luxurious chair from his Qiankun bag, a chair even more dazzling than the one Ying Heng was sitting on.

Ying Heng's gaze was immediately drawn to it—

Ning Yue casually sat down, his legs crossed at will, looking even more imposing than Ying Heng.

Ying Heng: "..."

The senior students' gazes were involuntarily drawn to Ning Yue.

Ning Yue patted his thighs and the sides of the chair, gesturing to Song Yishi and Lu Qingyan, "Senior Sister, please sit down!"

Lu Qingyan: "..."

Song Yishi: "..."

Without saying a word, the two of them readily sat down on either side of Ning Yue.

The chair Ning Yue pulled out was very spacious; it could comfortably seat the three of them.

Ning Yue leaned on Song Yishi's shoulder, yawned boredly, and looked at Ying Heng sitting on the high platform.

"...If you have anything else to say, just say it already, I'm so sleepy."

Shi Yinghan: "..."

Yang Fei exclaimed excitedly, "Hahaha, Junior Sister, you have this too?"

But why isn't there a seat for me? Can this chair be bigger? I wish Senior Brother Gong Zhi were here...

Ying Yan: "..."

Ying Heng was so angry that his lips trembled, and after a long while he finally managed to utter, "What kind of behavior is this!"

"What's with all this talk about propriety?" Ning Yue found it strange. "Do you think the task of slaying demons is easy?"

"It's nothing serious, why call us over so early in the morning! Don't cultivators need rest?"

Yang Fei chimed in, "Are you just sitting around all day with nothing better to do? Why don't you go kill a demon and see if your arms and legs hurt?"

Ying Heng was extremely rude to them, who were killing most of the demons in the lower realm and protecting the ordinary people there.

They don't want to show the respect they deserve.

Standing next to Ying Heng was a tall, burly man who appeared to be a guard.

Upon hearing this, he immediately drew his sword, the long blade reflecting a cold light, and roared at the group with a frown.

"Don't be rude—!"

The guard was indeed a guard; his voice was loud and powerful, and he tried to intimidate the group by speaking out.

Ning Yue was caught off guard and was startled by the loud noise.

Shi Yinghan's expression immediately turned cold. He frowned and moved a few steps to his junior sister's seat.

A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and a blue sword shadow flew past in an instant—

The longsword struck the ground with a crisp sound, leaving several craters in the ground.

The guard looked at his hand and the longsword on the ground with astonishment.

The sword was knocked away!

—How is that possible!

He was chosen to protect the king, which means he must have been one of the most capable guards.

Even so! The cold-faced youth still managed to knock his sword away in an instant!

He looked at Shi Yinghan in disbelief.

Given their terrifying strength, it's highly likely that they were the ones who annihilated the demons!

"...Who do you think you're talking to?" Shi Yinghan exuded a cold aura, staring unblinkingly at the two people opposite him.

"...What do you mean by 'don't be rude'? Junior brothers and sisters behave this way at home too, why change your habits just because you're here?"

Ning Yue's eyes immediately lit up with stars, almost overflowing with them.

How can my senior be so handsome?!

Yang Fei clicked his tongue, glanced at Shi Yinghan a few times, as if he had just met him: "I never expected Senior Brother to have this side to him!"

Song Yishi gave Shi Yinghan a thumbs up: "Senior brother, you're cool."

Ying Heng suddenly stood up, looking at Shi Yinghan in disbelief: "Could it be that you really are...?"

After looking around at Ning Yue and the others with a surprised expression, Ying Heng finally became serious after witnessing Shi Yinghan's strength firsthand.

Such strength at such a young age! He must be a disciple of a major sect!

His expression immediately became eager, completely losing his initial serious and dignified demeanor.

"Quickly! Someone! Arrange seats! Let the venerable ones find places to sit!"

"We don't need to," Lu Qingyan said calmly.

Ying Heng had completely changed his demeanor.

"I never imagined you all would achieve so much at such a young age! We owe so much to your invaluable assistance in slaying so many demons!"

Duan Huailin said in bewilderment, "It seems you didn't contribute much either. You even assigned the guards to protect your eldest son, leaving your second son to charge."

Ying Heng looked embarrassed for a moment: "I know Ying Yan's strength."

Jiang Yishen snorted coldly.

Seeing that his previous questioning attitude had completely offended these people, Ying Heng knew that no matter how much he praised them, it would be useless.

Ying Yan found it amusing and asked with a slight smile.

"...You must have summoned us for something important! We've all come out of respect for Father Emperor."

He paused and then said, "...Cultivators of this strength rarely give people this much face."

They were practically pointing their fingers at Ying Heng and making sarcastic remarks.

Ying Heng couldn't care less at this moment, and looked somewhat embarrassed.

He really didn't have anything important to do; he only called them over to see what kind of powerful figures were responsible for slaying the demons.

Upon seeing that these were just a few little brats, he felt genuine disdain.

Based on his experience interacting with so many cultivators, these few were clearly new disciples who had just entered the field and hadn't even figured out the basics yet.

Only Shi Yinghan in front looks somewhat formidable, but he's definitely not a particularly powerful character.

He was completely different from the venerable cultivators with thick beards and otherworldly airs he usually encountered!

Them? Slaying demons? Don't laugh!

This guy clearly came to the mortal realm to seek refuge! He's already received news that the upper realm has been invaded by demons.

Although many demons came to the lower realm afterward, fortunately the invasion of the upper realm by demons had been quelled.

Although he offended these minor cultivators, fortunately, the demons in the lower realm had already been wiped out by them.

How lucky! Now it doesn't matter how angry the junior cultivators are, since they've already been used up.

Just as Ying Heng was feeling happy and excited, a guard with a livid face ran in, trembling and almost shouting.

"Heavens! A hole has appeared in the sky!! So many demons are coming out!!!"