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Little Demon Child of the Sword Sect, Three and a Half Years Old and Super Fierce

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Chapter 22

Little Demon Child of the Sword Sect, Three and a Half Years Old and Super Fierce

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Li Bufan was deeply grateful to me.

Walking up in front of me, he gave a deep bow.

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I waved my hand: “No need, no need.”

Yet, he still pulled a spiritual herb out from his chest pocket and stuffed it into my hand.

“This is the Nine-Leaf Azure Ganoderma I’ve cherished for many years! It’s a gift for you!”

I looked down to check it out.

The Nine-Leaf Azure Ganoderma had nine leaves, emitting a soft azure light, with spiritual energy so dense it was practically dripping.

A sharp gasp came from beside us.

I turned my head and saw my senior brothers’ eyes sparkling like stars.

Gu Chenguang’s voice floated with disbelief: “N-Nine-Leaf Azure Ganoderma… Three-thousand-year-old… A supreme treasure of the water attribute!”

I blinked, taking the ganoderma.

Then I turned around and stuffed it to Su Ning.

“Third Senior Brother, for you.”

Su Ning was stunned: “For me?”

I nodded: “Earlier when you saw this, your eyes lit up brighter than when you see spiritual stones.”

Su Ning opened his mouth.

I continued: “This should be beneficial for your water spiritual root. Here, take it.”

Su Ning held that thousand-year-old ganoderma, his hands trembling.

“Junior Sister, this is far too precious…”

“What precious?” I patted his hand, “If there are good things in the future, I’ll save them all for my senior brothers.”

Su Ning’s eyes turned red.

Yan Chuan looked away.

Murong Zhuo looked up at the sky.

Gu Chenguang picked up his little notebook and wrote forcefully on it:

—— Record of Junior Sister’s resource allocation:

—— Thousand-year Ganoderma ×1.

—— Beneficiary: Su Ning.

—— Note: I want to receive gifts too.

……………………

For the next few days, we continued to team up with the people from the Beast Taming Sect.

With the Thunder-Winged Tiger leading the way, our efficiency was much higher.

Except for demon beasts—we didn’t catch a single one.

Because~~

They ran the moment they saw me.

Running even faster than before.

Even with the Thunder-Winged Tiger chasing from behind, it couldn’t catch up to them.

Although we didn’t catch any demon beasts, we gathered plenty of spiritual herbs, spiritual fruits, and various rare materials.

There was nothing we couldn’t harvest, only things you couldn’t imagine.

Most of them were a hundred years old.

Some were several hundred years old as well.

In the most exaggerated instance, we encountered a ginseng beast.

That’s right, a ginseng that had gained consciousness and turned into a spirit.

Chubby and white, with arms and legs, topped with a few green leaves on its head, it was squatting by a tree root, basking in the sun.

When it saw me, it froze for a moment.

Sniffed the air.

Then, it slowly walked over.

Walking up right in front of me, it plucked off one of its own root whiskers.

And handed it to me.

I took the root whisker and patted its head.

“Good boy.”

The ginseng beast ran off with a blushing face.

Gu Chenguang took the root whisker with trembling hands and appraised it.

“G-Ginseng root whisker… At least three thousand years old…”

Everyone drew in a sharp breath.

I turned around and stuffed the whisker to Murong Zhuo.

“Fifth Senior Brother, you have an earth spiritual root, this is for you.”

Murong Zhuo held that root whisker, his hands trembling as well.

“Junior Sister…”

I patted him: “Keep it, keep it.”

Gu Chenguang continued recording:

—— Record of Junior Sister’s resource allocation:

—— Ginseng root whisker ×1.

—— Beneficiary: Murong Zhuo.

—— Note: I’m jealous. I’m really, really jealous.

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The people from the Beast Taming Sect looked at me with increasing awe and reverence.

Li Bufan squatted in front of me, his face full of sincerity: “Little sister, who on earth are you?”

Qing Liuliu added from the side: “Do you carry some kind of special aura on you?”

Another Beast Taming Sect disciple poked his head over: “Why are all the demon beasts afraid of you?”

I scratched my head and gave it some serious thought.

Then I gave my answer: “Maybe… because I look fierce?”

Everyone looked at my three-and-a-half-year-old tiny body.

Chubby cheeks.

Big, watery eyes.

Standing not even up to their knees.

They fell into collective silence.

Qing Liuliu asked in a low voice: “Sister Fupin, would you consider joining our Beast Taming Sect? With this kind of talent, you are practically a born Beast Taming Master!”

I shook my head: “No.”

Qing Liuliu: “Why?”

I said: “Heavenly Sword Sect provides free room and board.”

Qing Liuliu: “…”

She looked at the patched clothes worn by the senior brothers of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Then she looked at my similarly patched clothes.

Then she looked at Eldest Senior Brother’s robes—though unpatched, they were washed so many times they had faded to white.

She fell silent once again.

Li Bufan refused to give up and leaned closer: “Our Beast Taming Sect has abundant resources, unlimited spiritual beasts to pet, and great benefits.”

I continued to shake my head.

Puzzled, he asked: “Why?”

I pointed to the senior brothers behind me: “I already have senior brothers.”

My senior brothers puffed out their chests with pride.

Li Bufan still didn’t give up: “Then if you have the chance in the future, come visit our Beast Taming Sect often. We have plenty of spiritual beasts for you to pet as much as you want.”

I thought for a moment: “Okay.”

Li Bufan smiled with satisfaction.

The sixth day.

We prepared to walk toward the outer perimeter, heading in the direction of the exit.

We hadn’t walked very far.

When suddenly, intense sounds of fighting echoed from a distance.

…There were screams as well.

We looked at each other in dismay.

Li Bufan frowned: “Someone is fighting.”

Qing Liuliu held the pink pig tightly in her arms.

That pig was snoring away, completely unaffected by the sounds of battle—its sleep quality was enviable.

Eldest Senior Brother had already gripped his sword tightly, stepping in front of me.

We quietly crept over.

And then we saw a familiar scene~~

The people from the Qingyun Sect were being chased down by a massive demon beast.

That demon beast looked like a lion, but it had three heads.

Green flames burned on each of its tails.

Its aura was terrifying.

Its spiritual pressure was astounding.

The faces of the Beast Taming Sect members changed completely.

—— “Three-Headed Green Flame Lion!”

—— “A high-tier demon beast!”

—— “Equivalent to the peak Nascent Soul stage! With its innate divine talents, it can even fight those at the Soul Formation stage!”

Qing Liuliu silently put the pink pig into her spiritual beast bag.

When the pig was put inside, it even let out a dissatisfied grunt.

Li Bufan’s Thunder-Winged Tiger, having just been contracted, wanted to show off in front of its new master.

It took a step forward, preparing to let out a majestic, awe-inspiring roar.

And then it saw the Three-Headed Green Flame Lion.

Stunned for a moment.

Then it silently stepped backward.

Retreating right behind me.

Hiding its head behind my back.

I looked down at this “majestic and awe-inspiring” Thunder-Winged Tiger that was three times larger than me, falling into deep thought.

What happened to being peak mid-tier?

What happened to being able to ride lightning?

What happened to having off-the-charts combat power?

That’s it?

The Thunder-Winged Tiger blinked innocence with its eyes.

The look in its eyes practically said: That’s a high-tier beast! I can’t afford to mess with it!

I let out a sigh.

There were seven people from the Qingyun Sect this time.

Their Eldest Senior Brother was present too.

However, that Eldest Senior Brother at the Nascent Soul stage was currently covered in injuries, his magical robes tattered, and his sword light growing weaker and weaker.

Clearly unable to hold out much longer.

The people from the Qingyun Sect saw us.

More accurately speaking, they saw me.

And then, they immediately ran straight over to us.

Running faster than any time before.

Su Ning held his forehead: “What kind of cursed luck is this…”

Yan Chuan gritted his teeth: “Haunting us like lingering ghosts!”

Murong Zhuo sighed: “The trouble gets bigger every single time.”

Gu Chenguang said nothing, having already packed away his notebook, ready to run at a moment’s notice.

Eldest Senior Brother was already guarding right in front of me.

The people from the Beast Taming Sect also assumed battle stances.

That Qingyun Sect female cultivator yelled as she ran: “Little sister! Quick! Talk with it!”

I looked over at Shangguan Haitang.

She was protected in the middle of the crowd, her face pale, her eyes dodging away.

Full novel: Little Demon Child of the Sword Sect, Three and a Half Years Old and Super Fierce — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠
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