Auction, Demon Hunt Squad Selection Begins

I say, little sister Cai'er, can we stop arguing about this?

Cai'er said, "Fine, but that depends on how you coax me."

Gu Sheng nodded helplessly. "Alright, alright, I'll do as you say."

Then your brother will take you to the auction to have some fun.

We'll see if there's anything you like. If there isn't, we'll go somewhere else and buy it.

Is that alright, my little sister Cai'er?

Cai'er said, "Alright, Brother!"

After a while, they arrived at the auction. "Come on, my Princess. Your subordinate will clear the way for you."

Cai'er smiled without saying anything. "Look, Brother."

At the auction, there was a dagger with an exceptionally perfect streamlined design.

He spent fifty thousand to buy it and gave it to little sister Cai'er.

Another day passed.

The Demon Hunt Squad Selection Tournament also began.

Little sister Cai'er began preparing for the Demon Hunt Squad Selection Tournament as well.

"Oh, right, Brother, are you interested in joining the Demon Hunt Squad Selection Tournament?"

Gu Sheng smiled. "Wouldn't I just be bullying rookies if I joined?"

"If you really want me to participate, it's not impossible. But I might hurt you, wifey." Gu Sheng gave a wicked laugh.

Cai'er said, "Brother~, just tell me whether you're joining or not."

Gu Sheng said, "Alright, alright, your brother will join, okay?"

"Then Brother will participate as a knight. Alright, let's see what my future brother-in-law is like."

Cai'er said, "Oh, what are you doing, Brother?"

The next day was also the day Long Haochen came to the Holy City to buy the Emerald Twin Blade Demon's corpse.

Looking at my current appearance, it really was... time to change my face.

Then he formed a hand seal and chanted a spell, changing his appearance into that of a young man in his early twenties.

Looking at himself now, he sighed. This would do.

Afterward, he entered the Demon Hunt Squad Selection Tournament and joined the Knight Temple as a fifth-rank knight.

Sigh, this knight competition was so boring. Basically, no one was my opponent.

Of course, the moment I entered the Knight Temple, I was spotted by the chief commander of the trial competition, who immediately appeared before me.

He said, "No, Your Majesty, this is..."

I replied, "Don't stare. My little sister asked me to participate."

The chief commander of the knight trial competition said, "But Your Majesty, aren't you an assassin? Why are you also a knight?"

I replied, "I have more than one profession."

"But forget about that for now. I want to ask, how do I register?"

"Your Majesty, you may participate directly."

"But Your Majesty, this old servant wishes to ask: when did you return to this continent? Why didn't you inform the various halls?"

I replied, "I didn't tell anyone when I returned, so don't spread it outside."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Alright, stop talking about all that. Can I register or not?"

"Yes, yes, yes, Your Majesty."

"Good. Take me there."

"But Your Majesty, will you be taking the field personally?"

I replied, "More or less. But don't worry, I'll be using less than one-thousandth of one percent of my strength. Of course, I won't be entering myself—I've made a clone to take the field."

"Then what rank is Your Majesty's clone?"

"A Fourth Rank Dual Cultivation Knight."

"Alright, you may go to the spectator stands."

"What number am I?"

"Your Majesty, you are Knight Number 110."

"Alright."

The match began. A man dressed in white sat in the spectator stands, clasping his hands in a formal salute as he began to chant an incantation.

Time slowly passed along with his voice.

A ring of blue energy surrounded the man in white.

Suddenly, a black shadow flew out from the stands and shot into the sky.

Seeing it, the man in white hurriedly raised a hand to shield his face.

He closed his eyes and spoke to the sky. "My Lord, what are your orders?"

The man in white said, "My Lord, two people will be taking part in this selection."

The man in white said, "I chose both of them, so which one should I choose?"

Neither of the two spoke.

Suddenly, the man in white began chanting. A bolt of lightning lit up behind him.

A golden talisman appeared behind the man in white.

The man in white said, "My Lord, you have already chosen two people. There is still one more who wishes to participate."

The man in white said, "Who should I choose?"

The man in white stepped forward and asked the other man in white, "Can you do it?"

Then he stood up and walked over to the two people.

"My Lord, can I do it?" The man in white took out a golden talisman from behind his back and said, "I can."

The man in white pressed the talisman onto the two people. Suddenly, he waved his hand, and both the man in white and the talisman behind him vanished.

The man in white said, "My Lord, I won!"

Mm-hmm.

After that little interlude passed, the competition from the original work officially began as well.

The first match was just like in the original work, with Long Haochen appearing first to fight.

After that, everything was exactly the same as in the original work. There was nothing worth watching.

Though I liked it too. I got byes most of the time and went straight into the finals.

There was nothing much to watch, so I just waited for him to fight Number One in the finals.

After watching for several dull days, it was boring. Of course, the development between Cai'er and Long Haochen over those days was the same as in the original work.

But it was also different from the original work.

According to the original plot, Cai'er—my little Cai'er—should have gone over to the platform to clear her mind, then met Long Haochen and only gotten to know him through Forget-Me-Not. But in the original work, Cai'er attended four classes. I found all of his videos again, and they were basically different too.

Because now, the little girl could see a little.

According to the original work, Long Haochen should have escorted my Cai'er to her doorstep. Afterward, Cai'er tapped a few times with her cane. Were there a few assassins? It was more or less the same as in the original work, and the dialogue should have been similar too: "What did you see?" Then one of the four would say, "We saw a boy escorting..."

But because of the butterfly effect I caused, they only met and chatted for a bit before going their separate ways.

It wasn't that Cai'er was unwilling to let Long Haochen escort her. It was just that after I returned, she basically came to see me every day, always at a fixed time.

One day, she even came with me to the knight shop to watch a match that was rather boring—at least, boring to me.

But she had not mainly come to watch that boring match with me. She knew that knights were supposed to have mounts, and she wanted to see mine.

That day...

"Brother, I heard that knights have mounts that fight alongside them."

"I want to see your mount, Brother." I replied, "You'd better not. This Holy Demon Continent can't withstand it."

Cai'er pleaded coquettishly, "No, no, I want to see it. Please, Brother~"

Gu Sheng said, "All right, all right. I'm really helpless against you, my little princess."

"But Brother needs to prepare first before summoning my mount. Rather than calling him my mount, he doesn't really count as one. He should be considered my partner."

As Gu Sheng spoke, he set up a magic formation and arranged all the qi around him.

Before long, he summoned an incredibly adorable little Haoyue—the God of Heavenly Scourge—a plump little fellow.

"But let me warn you first. His aura is rather powerful and might hurt you."

Cai'er replied, "I'm not afraid, because I have you, Brother."

"Fine, fine. Whatever you say. But you still need to be careful."

Before long, a little purple-pink Haoyue flew out from the void, pink, tender, and utterly adorable.

The moment little Haoyue appeared, Cai'er instantly became a fan. She immediately reached out to touch and fuss over him, as though she couldn't... (P.S. I'm at a loss for words (??ω??) Thanks.)

Cai'er said, "He's so cute. Can you give him to me?"

I replied helplessly, "Why would you need a mount?"

"But, Brother, I think it's so cute. I want it. Can you give it to me? Please, Brother."

I said disdainfully, "You... Fine, forget that you're my sister—your future husband has one of these too. You can record his. Why are you pulling on me?"

"No, no! That one is his, not mine, Brother. Didn't you say it yourself? What's yours is mine. If it's really yours, then give it to me. Give it to me."

"Alright, alright. I understand. Come with me and meet the real one. This is only a tiny avatar of his. Uh, I need to ask for his permission. After all, I don't see him as a mount, but as a companion."

Cai'er asked in shock, "Brother, this... this is only an avatar?"

I replied, "What else? To be honest, this body of mine is also just an avatar. My true body is still on the battlefield in the void."

Brother originally wanted to bring his true body back as well, but if my true body returned, that clan on the battlefield over there would no longer be able to be suppressed. Otherwise... ah."

"Then when will Brother take me to meet the real one?"

I replied, "Right now."

"But first, I think my little sister should be hungry by now, right?"

Cai'er puffed up her cheeks. "No, I'm not!" But her body was very honest—her stomach growled.

Cai'er immediately blushed in embarrassment.

"Alright, it's all ready. Eat."