LinShuiYaoYao

At five years old, the child from the metaphysical family is about to leave the mountain, and the bigwigs of the capital city have come out to see him off.
What's so great about a little dumpling?
Yun Xiaoqi innocently spreads his hands, claiming he never intended to show off his powers; his simple wish is to be a good child while subtly dominating all sorts of spirits.
Many oppose him during this time, and the "Little Celestial Maiden" Yun Ying teams up with various metaphysical leaders to continuously challenge him, only to be soundly beaten, losing face.
Finally, the bigwigs bow down in reverence: it’s we mortals who were blind and offended the little ancestor!
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The news of the little dumpling ruling over the metaphysical world reaches the Nether Realm.
The Lord of the Nether Realm frowns: this milky little master must be the youngest and most temperamental special envoy from the Nether Realm.
The little dumpling, carrying a lantern, walks among the mountains and rivers of the earth, guiding the souls with a proud stomp, declaring: Lord of the Netherworld is not much older than me, who are you calling childish!
The noble and refined Lord of the Nether Realm lands and transforms into a twelve-year-old boy, gentle as jade: whatever the little envoy says is right.
Yun Xiaoqi keeps waving his hands: nope, I'm just working here.

The Mightiest Little Master of Metaphysics

The next morning, the sun shone brightly.


Except for Little Dumpling, everyone else was already awake.


With such a major event like a palace coup happening, the adults didn't dare to rest much, no matter how tired they were.


Only carefree Little Dumpling fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.


Yun Kuang packed up his luggage briefly. Seeing that Qi was still asleep, he went to discuss with Yun Qiucheng about when to leave the island.


When he returned, he found that Little Dumpling was nowhere to be seen. He hurriedly left the room and grabbed a servant to ask, who pointed towards the terrace facing the sea.


Before Yun Kuang even walked over, he heard Little Dumpling's sweet and perfect voice from the terrace.


"Brother, will you be leaving with us?"


"Yes, my family's island is nearby. The helicopter took off from there yesterday. If you want, you can take my plane with me."


Chapter 151 A Good Painting is Quickly Turning Into a Zoo (Third Update)