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Zixiao Palace was dimly lit, its cramped interior barely illuminated.
Master Tongtian sat on a meditation cushion, his hair disheveled. Even his Daoist robes were still stained with blood from the recent Investiture of the Gods battle.
The myriad immortals were gone. So was the Interception Sect.
The Four Swords of Immortal Execution had been taken, the Myriad Immortals Array had been broken, and even he, a Sage and sect leader, had been brought back to Zixiao Palace by his master, Hongjun, and placed under indefinite house arrest.
"Is this the Heavenly Dao? Is this fate?" Tongtian's hoarse voice brimmed with despair.
Just then, something stirred in his arms.
A little girl, as delicate as a porcelain doll, rubbed her eyes with her chubby hands and wriggled out of Tongtian's wide sleeve.
She looked about three and a half years old, with two little tufts of hair sticking up from her head. A red bib covered her chest, and her skin was fair and soft as porcelain.
Xiruan was awake.
She blinked her big eyes and looked around.
There were walls on every side, no windows, and nothing else in the empty room—except for the handsome man in front of her, who looked utterly dejected.
A wave of memories washed through Xixi's mind.
She'd transmigrated!
She'd become a little toddler, only three and a half years old. The handsome man in front of her was her biological father in this life.
She couldn't help sighing, her little face scrunching up.
What a miserable start.
Looking at the place, this had to be the legendary Small Dark Room, right?
And her father looked like someone who'd lost everything gambling and couldn't pay back millions in loan-shark debt.
She'd figured it out.
Her father was definitely a gambling addict who'd gambled away the family fortune and been locked up here as collateral!
"Daddy, are you hungry?"
Xiruan patted Tongtian's cheek with her chubby hand, then pulled it back when his stubble pricked her.
Tongtian's body shuddered. At last, a glimmer of light returned to his ashen eyes.
She was the only surviving member of his bloodline, whom he had protected with the Interception Sect's last remaining fortune at the very moment the Myriad Immortals Array fell. She was also his sole reason to keep living.
"Ruanruan, Daddy isn't hungry."
Tongtian forced a smile that looked even more miserable than a sob.
Just then—
"Rumble—"
An invisible force pushed the door open.
A towering figure appeared in the doorway.
He seemed to recline upon the clouds of the Ninth Heaven, holy purple light swirling around him.
Dao Ancestor Hongjun.
Hongjun's expression was impassive. His indifferent gaze swept over father and daughter.
"Tongtian, do you know your mistake?"
His voice boomed like thunder, crashing through the cramped room.
Tongtian trembled, his fingers clenched so tightly his knuckles turned white.
He wanted to roar, to demand answers!
What had he done wrong? For accepting disciples regardless of their origins? For seizing a glimmer of hope for his followers? Or for not being ruthless enough?
But he couldn't.
He was a Sage, but also Hongjun's disciple—and a prisoner under the Heavenly Dao.
Besides, Xiruan was right beside him.
Tongtian lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and said nothing.
To Xiruan, though, the whole scene looked completely different.
She tilted her little head and curiously inspected the glowing old man in the doorway.
He was dressed to the nines, carried himself like a big shot, and spoke so loudly, as if he were above everyone else.
Wasn't this just like those classic TV scenes where a loan-sharking landlord barged in to collect a debt?
Locking someone up wasn't enough. Now he had to come over and humiliate them, too!
What a bully!
Her fiery little temper flared up in an instant.
[ Ding! Host's emotional fluctuations detected. God-Level Choice System activated! ]
A cold mechanical voice rang in Xihe's mind.
Xiruan's eyes lit up.
A Golden Finger!
She didn't know what the system did, but it sounded incredibly powerful.
[ Ding! Current environment detected: Zixiao Palace. ]
[ Hostile target detected: Dao Ancestor Hongjun. ]
[ Divine Choice triggered! ]
[ Option One: Cling to Tongtian's leg and sob, begging the old man to give him a few more days. Reward: One Exquisite Lollipop. ]
[ Option Two: Point at Hongjun and tell him to get out. Reward: Postnatal Spirit Treasure—Rattle Drum. ]
[ Option Three: Beat up Dao Ancestor Hongjun! Reward: Chaos Supreme Treasure—Max-Level Baby Bottle! Pangu's True Body (trial version) will also be unlocked! ]
Xiruan looked at the three options and pursed her little lips.
This was supposed to be a choice?
Anyone who wasn't a child would know what to pick!
Could a lollipop or a rattle drum help her father pay off his debt?
Could they chase this nasty old man away?
No!
Might made right!
"I pick Option Three!"
She shouted inwardly.
[ Ding! Host has made a choice. Reward distributed! ]
[ Congratulations, Host! You have obtained the Chaos Supreme Treasure: Max-Level Baby Bottle! ]
A flash of light.
A massive, crystal-clear baby bottle, taller than Xiruan herself, appeared out of thin air before her.
Profound streams of chaotic energy swirled around the bottle, while its nipple emanated a terrifying force that warped space itself.
"Wow..."
Xiruan stared at the bottle and smacked her little lips without thinking.
That giant bottle looked delicious...
Hongjun saw that Tongtian had bowed his head without a word. Thinking he had submitted, Hongjun was about to press him further.
Suddenly, a childish voice, filled with fury, shattered the silence.
"You bad old man! You're super duper mean! Don't bully my Daddy!"
Hongjun froze.
Tongtian, meanwhile, was so terrified he nearly lost his soul. He reached out to cover Xiruan's mouth. "Ruanruan! Don't say things like that! Come back here!"
"Bad debt collector!"
Xiruan slipped nimbly out of Tongtian's arms and charged toward Hongjun on her little legs, like an angry kitten.
She struggled to lift the huge baby bottle with both hands, raising it high above her head.
"So what if he owes money? You can't just lock people up because they owe you!"
"You look so kind and benevolent, old man, but your heart is so black!"
"Take this baby bottle!"
Xiruan shouted, adorably fierce. She stomped her foot, and her tiny body shot forward like a cannonball.
Hongjun's Dharma Body couldn't even be bothered to move.
A powerless toddler?
The very idea was laughable.
At a mere thought from him, the pressure of a Sage, enough to crush a Taiyi Golden Immortal, descended upon Xihe.
But in the next instant, everything changed!
As Tongtian watched in horror, the giant baby bottle slammed squarely into Hongjun's forehead.
Crack—!
A distinct fracture appeared across Hongjun's eternally impassive face.
Then, like a spiderweb, the cracks spread rapidly over his entire body.
"Boom—"
Under that single blow from the baby bottle, the Sage's Dharma Body shattered with a thunderous crash, dissolving into a shower of purple light.
Deathly silence fell.
Tongtian stared blankly at his precious daughter, who was holding the baby bottle and seemed to have been stunned by the impact.
His mind was completely blank.
That... that was his master, Hongjun!
The Dao Ancestor who had become one with the Heavenly Dao!
Even as a mere projection of his Dharma Body, he was powerful enough to suppress any Sage!
And he'd just... been smashed out of existence with a baby bottle?
"Hmph! Pathetic!"
Xiruan slung the baby bottle over her shoulder, striking the arrogant pose of the Heroes of Liangshan.
She turned and patted her chest, assuring Tongtian, "Daddy, don't be scared. That nasty old man's all bark and no bite! If he comes back, I'll tear his whole house down!"
Tongtian's lips trembled. "D-Daughter... do you... know who you just hit...?"
Xiruan looked unconcerned.
"Of course. He's the old man collecting rent at the village entrance."
Before she could say another word—
"Rumble—!"
All of Zixiao Palace shook violently. No—all the chaotic space beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens trembled!
A force billions of times more terrifying than before awoke: the destructive aura of the Heavenly Dao's will!
An enormous hand, beyond the power of words to describe, reached out from the endless chaos and descended upon Xiruan.
Hongjun's true body had been roused!
The Dao Ancestor was truly enraged!
"No—!"
Tongtian's face turned deathly pale. His eyes bulged as the Sage's power within him crashed against the seal, desperate to get between his daughter and the blow.
"Don't you dare hurt my child!"
But Hongjun himself had sealed him. His boundless power was as good as useless, and all he could do was watch the hand of annihilation slowly descend.
Despair! A despair unlike anything he had ever known!
In that instant, Tongtian's world turned completely dark.
It was over. All over!
Yet Xiruan, locked beneath the might of annihilation, lifted her little face. She wasn't afraid—instead, she clenched her tiny fists in excitement.
"Ooh! The big one's here?"
"Perfect! I'll beat you up too!"
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