I Might Be Getting Beaten Up

Chapter 9: I Might Be Getting Beaten Up

True Lord Leng Feng's heart melted into a complete mess when his daughter's soft little hand covered his mouth. The tenderness of an old father showed without reserve.

He nodded repeatedly, coaxing her.

"Mm-hm, Dad won't say any more. Come on, let's go see who that old fellow from the Myriad Pill Sect brought with him."

After you became a demon, you led demon cultivators in slaughtering every Myriad Pill Sect disciple, then ordered the pursuit of all Myriad Pill Sect disciples for one hundred thousand years.

Lu Zhiyi, the Favored Child of Heaven of the Myriad Pill Sect and its newly risen genius alchemist, loved you but could not have you. Tormented by the hatred of his sect's destruction, he forcibly swallowed pills and burned his life force to raise his cultivation, challenging you for no reason but to seek death.

Whitewash Mission: Defeat him, preserve his life, and revoke the one-hundred-thousand-year pursuit order against Myriad Pill Sect disciples.

Mission reward: Tenfold Comprehension in Alchemy!

Jiang Wan clicked her tongue. Honestly, was this really something she would do?

They had even arranged a whole tragic love story for her. And that Lu Zhiyi—what was that supposed to be? A demon cultivator destroyed his sect, yet he still loved that demon cultivator without hope and sought death at that demon cultivator's hands.

Zixiang clicked her tongue...

Wait, hold on. She was supposed to defeat him later, right?

Hopefully, he was not older than three right now. Otherwise, she would have a hard time making a move. Mainly because she was afraid she could not beat him.

They were brought to the main peak used for receiving guests. At a glance, Jiang Wan spotted a middle-aged man in black-and-white alchemist robes, with a child following beside him.

Honestly, the little guy seemed older than she was.

"True Lord Yanlu, this child beside you—is he the little disciple you took in? I've never heard you mention him before."

True Lord Yanlu smiled and kicked the child beside him forward, sending the little boy staggering and nearly falling.

The child in black-and-white robes flushed red. His tiny hands clenched into fists before his chest as he spoke in a childish voice.

"This junior is Lu Zhiyi. Greetings, Sect Master Leng Feng. Greetings, Junior Sister."

True Lord Leng Feng set Jiang Wan down on the ground.

"My little daughter is named Jiang Wan. You two are about the same age. This is a meeting gift; go out and play together!"

As he spoke, he took out a talisman and handed it to little Lu Zhiyi. The child turned to look at his own master.

Only after seeing his master nod did he reach out to accept the talisman and offer his thanks.

"Thank you, True Lord Leng Feng!"

Seeing this, True Lord Yanlu also took out a pill furnace and sent it flying before Jiang Wan.

"This is an Alchemy Cauldron I brought out from an ancient cave estate. It bears a Vermilion Bird totem and is suitable for a little girl."

True Lord Leng Feng's brows furrowed slightly. Seeing his little daughter look at him, he nodded.

"True Lord Yanlu gave it to you. Take it, then bring Zhiyi out to play!"

Jiang Wan felt that the atmosphere between her daddy and the Myriad Pill Sect's sect master was somewhat strange. It was not as harmonious as his atmosphere with the Myriad Sword Sect's sect master.

"Okay, Daddy, I'll take Senior Brother Lu out to play!

I'll take good care of Senior Brother Lu."

After saying that, she reached out, grabbed little Lu Zhiyi's hand, and ran outside.

She needed to find somewhere deserted. For the mission reward, he would have to suffer a little first—the infamy would be hers to bear.

It was Lu Zhiyi's first time being led by the hand by someone, and he ran freely with delight.

A pure, childlike smile gradually appeared on his face.

"Junior Sister Wanwan, where are we going?"

Jiang Wan pumped her short little legs, looking around as she ran.

"Of course, somewhere deserted where I can make my move."

The two ran into a pear blossom grove. Snow-white pear petals drifted down in flurries, as though it had snowed.

Jiang Wan froze the moment she rushed in. "Wow, it's so beautiful here!"

Little Lu Zhiyi's eyes widened as he stared in wonder at the beautiful sight before him. Then a huge slap came flying at him. The next thing he knew, everything went black, and he fainted.

Zixiang, who had been following in secret to protect them, watched her little junior sister suddenly lash out and hurt someone. She turned to stone where she stood.

Was this really the cute, obedient little junior sister she had held in her arms just moments ago?

Jiang Wan looked around, saw no one nearby, and hurriedly helped little tool-man Lu Zhiyi up.

"Big brother, big brother, are you okay? Wake up quickly—don't die!

As long as you wake up, I'll revoke the one-hundred-thousand-year pursuit order against your Myriad Pill Sect."

The moment she finished speaking, little Lu Zhiyi slowly opened his eyes. Those big eyes were full of innocence and confusion. What had just happened?

Why had he fainted?

"Just now... did you hit me?"

Jiang Wan lowered her head guiltily.

"I wanted to spar with you and see who was stronger. I didn't expect you to be so weak. I only hit you once, and you fainted."

Weak, weak?

Little Lu Zhiyi gave her a sorrowful look, somewhat hurt. Fine, he admitted that he was very weak.

"I'll become very strong in the future. But I can refine pills. Look, this is the Qi Nurturing Pill I refined myself. It's for you!"

Jiang Wan looked in surprise at the pill bottle he held out.

"How old are you? You already know how to refine pills?"

Lu Zhiyi blushed and said shyly.

"I'm already five. I started learning pill refinement when I entered Qi Refining Layer Three.

Oh, right. I also have candies I made myself. You can have some too."

Jiang Wan accepted the Qi Nurturing Pills and candies from his hands.

"You really aren't a three-year-old anymore.

You can refine pills at five years old—what kind of genius are you?

Promise me that you'll live well in the future. We'll grow up together and cultivate into powerful experts together!"

Lu Zhiyi looked at her with sparkling eyes. "Together?"

Jiang Wan nodded. "That's right, together.

You'll grow up in your sect, and I'll grow up in mine. Isn't that growing up together?"

Lu Zhiyi tilted his little head and thought about it.

"That seems right. Okay, I promise I'll live well and grow up with you. We'll cultivate into powerful experts together!"

Whitewash progress has once again taken a major step forward. The one-hundred-thousand-year pursuit order against the Myriad Pill Sect has been successfully revoked.

Lu Zhiyi entered his master's sect at the age of three and grew up under his master's extremely harsh demands. At the slightest inadequacy, he would be abused and beaten.

He fell in love with you, who defied convention, and nearly entered the demonic path because of you. This time, he had already harbored the will to die, but you gave him the confidence and courage to live on.

Mission complete. Reward: Tenfold Comprehension in Alchemy.

Tenfold Comprehension in Alchemy alone was already pretty good. Seeing him clench his little fist, Jiang Wan clenched hers too and lightly bumped his fist.

Crack!

Little Lu Zhiyi let out a muffled groan.

"Mm!"

Jiang Wan froze. Ah, she had not used much strength at all. How had she fractured his wrist? It was over, it was over.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Does it hurt? It must hurt so much, right?

I didn't mean to. I never thought this would happen. What do we do? What do we do?"

Little Lu Zhiyi's entire face had gone deathly pale from pain. Seeing how anxious she was, he even stretched out his other hand to comfort her.

"It's okay, Junior Sister Wanwan. It doesn't hurt that much. I can endure pain really well."

Jiang Wan: What kind of nonsense was this little brat saying? He was such a small child—who had told him to endure it?

Zixiang had been protecting them in secret. Realizing something was wrong, she immediately came out to investigate.

When she saw that the other child's hand had been broken by her own little junior sister, Zixiang secretly drew in a sharp breath and hurriedly tried to think of a solution.

Just as she was about to use spiritual energy to heal him, the two True Lords outside the pear blossom courtyard had already flown over.

Jiang Wan: It's over. I'm probably about to get beaten up!