A Major Sect Upheaval! The Little Demon King Has Been Found.
The Heavenly Dragon War Body clashed fiercely with the Sunlit Star Physique, neither gaining the upper hand!
But soon, a Spirit Nurturing Eighth Layer figure joined the fray.
It was Feng Wuchou!
Without a word, he unleashed a barrage on both!
After some effort, he finally separated them.
Truth be told, if their physiques weren't still dormant, even Feng Wuchou couldn't have stopped them!
Parted, they still faced off from afar, battle lust blazing!
Especially Hui Shoutao, his little chest heaving, clearly simmering with rage!
Since entering the wilderness, he'd only tried robbing two people.
Both times, he'd hit a wall!
First, he got his butt whooped—fine—but now he'd been chased relentlessly.
This little brat showed no mercy!
Forced to ignite his Heavenly Dragon War Body, he fought to match him!
"Got meat and soup here—want some?"
Just then, a babyish voice broke their focus.
Both turned, spotting a toddler on a mountaintop, holding a bowl and waving.
Hui Shoutao froze.
Then his face lit up with wild excitement, darting over!
He shouted as he ran.
"Idol! I've found you again!"
"You're my boss from now on! I'm sticking with you!"
"Boss, you gotta guide me!"
"With us teamed up, we'll sweep the realm, rob the world—unstoppable!"
Hui Shoutao whooped, landing before Jiang Yuqiong, beaming with glee.
To an outsider, they'd seem like long-lost brothers!
But Jiang Yuqiong's face darkened.
Rob your sister!
Do I need to rob for anything?
I borrow!
"Why'd you fight him?"
Jiang Yuqiong asked.
Hui Shoutao grinned sheepishly, spilling the tale.
Hearing it, Jiang Yuqiong was speechless.
This guy—always robbing?
And failing so hard he got chased to the ends of the earth?!
Is this really the Heavenly Dragon War Body?
No trace of that vibe!
"Boss, I've heard all about your epic feats!"
"Meeting you now, I'm not leaving—I'm with you!"
Hui Shoutao chuckled.
Jiang Yuqiong swatted him aside, ignoring him.
Sipping soup, he faced the skinny boy still aloft.
The boy eyed Jiang Yuqiong too.
Last night's tale of a toddler robbing dozens had reached him.
This kid's age? Gotta be him.
"What's your name?"
"Dugu Jiu!"
The boy replied coolly.
Jiang Yuqiong nodded—way more proper than Hui Shoutao.
"I know you're from Seven Star Palace! Why're you at Ancient Heaven Sect?"
He voiced the group's shared curiosity.
Dugu Jiu's expression didn't shift, staying silent.
But Jiang Yuqiong caught his fists clenching, then relaxing.
He frowned.
Trouble at Seven Star Palace?
Shouldn't be!
Their Saint Ancestor died for Xuanshuang Grotto-Heaven, weakening them—but who'd dare cross an Emperor's wrath now?
Jiang Yuqiong stared at Dugu Jiu, but the boy stayed mum, clearly unwilling to talk.
After a pause, he asked again.
"I've ties with Seven Star Palace—join me?"
The others blinked, surprised.
They hadn't pegged the little demon king for Seven Star Palace connections.
Dugu Jiu gave him a deep look, then shook his head.
"No need! I prefer solo!"
He turned to leave.
"If you need anything, find me!"
Jiang Yuqiong called after.
He wanted to help, but wouldn't force it.
Dugu Jiu mused briefly, said nothing, and streaked off as a rainbow.
Watching him go, Jiang Yuqiong's eyes flickered, thoughts racing.
He'd planned to visit Seven Star Palace, Tianhe Valley, Broken Sword Pavilion, and others in a few years once grown.
Now, it might need to happen sooner!
Just half a year, and Seven Star Palace faced trouble—unexpected.
As Jiang Yuqiong zoned out, a shout snapped him back.
"That eagle claw's mine! Put it down!"
Han Xuan's voice.
Turning, he saw Hui Shoutao chomping a fat roasted claw, raving mid-bite.
"Delicious!"
"How's there barbecue this good?!"
"It's got treasure medicines sprinkled on! Heavens! This flavor's unreal!"
"Boss, I worship you! How'd you think of this?!"
Hui Shoutao beamed, grease all over, unstoppable.
He glanced at Jiang Yuqiong.
"Boss, you nabbed all those medicines just to cook meat, right?"
"Genius!"
Mid-speech, he'd nearly downed the huge claw.
The others sped up, gobbling like swords were at their throats—lest this kid hog it all!
After a while, the eight lounged, stuffed, leaning on cliffs, rubbing bellies.
Bones littered the ground; Feng Wuchou's cauldron tipped over, scraped clean.
Jiang Yuqiong sprawled on a boulder, hands behind head, legs crossed, humming a tuneless ditty.
"Buns so dear, chicken poop to chew."
"Toilet barbecue knocks us out, bang goes the sound."
"Ruthless…"
He lazed, carefree, when Hui Shoutao sighed aloud.
"That Seven Star kid's tough!"
"Grandpa said my Heavenly Dragon War Body's not awake—can't use it lightly."
"What divine technique should I train to beat him?"
Hui Shoutao asked earnestly.
After that chase-down beating, he was itching to hit back.
Feng Wuchou flicked him a glance, drawling.
"Duh! Train one that beats him!"
Hui Shoutao, Han Xuan, Yang Xiao, and the rest froze.
Jiang Yuqiong, hearing it, gasped in awe!
He craned his neck, gazing at Feng Wuchou with admiration, clapping wildly!
Truly, your words are a revelation—like hearing a revelation!
One word: Brilliant!
As the eight basked in contentment, figures approached from afar.
Spotting Jiang Yuqiong, they yelled to the skies.
"Found the little demon king! They're here!"
Soon, groups converged from all directions, rising into the air, closing in.
Before Jiang Yuqiong reacted, Hui Shoutao leapt three zhang high, hands sparking with eagerness.
"Here they come! Treasure medicine delivery!"
"Boss, let's roll! Rob 'em clean!"
His eyes gleamed.