Seeing his daughter's spirited deanor, Ye Lingfeng couldn't help but curve his lips into a smile.
Ma Hao walked over and patted him on the shoulder, "Your daughter has a temper just like yours, fierce and unyielding."
With such a walk, she must belong to the crab family.
Ye Lingfeng wasn't ashad but rather proud, saying, "Of course, she's my daughter!"
Tsk.
Seeing his expression, Ma Hao curled his lips, "Let's go, continue training. We can't really let a little girl beat us, that would be utterly disgraceful."
As they spoke, the group arrived at the training room.
Zhouzhou had her ear pressed against the door, listening for a while. She pouted, knowing that her father had called them to co up with ways to deal with her!
Hmph, she wouldn't give up so easily.
She wondered what thods they would use.
Thinking about it, Zhouzhou took out a Soul Nourishing Talisman. Seeing it was an evil spirit, she mumbled "took the wrong one" and was about to switch it out.
The evil spirit hurriedly said, "Little Celestial Master, if you need sothing, just ask . I'm much better than that thousand-year-old thing!"
Saying this, it glared at the thousand-year-old malevolent spirit, blatantly trying to outshine it.
The thousand-year-old malevolent spirit glanced at it without responding, unusually not competing with it this ti.
"Alright then," Zhouzhou said, "You go see what they're doing and learn it for ."
"Got it." The evil spirit spun around smugly before flying out.
No one would take its position as the number one follower!
It was the strongest spirit...
Before it finished its thought, a golden light hit it, sending it flying back, lying on the ground nearly dead, stunned and not understanding what had happened.
Zhouzhou slapped her forehead as she rembered.
Oh right, the golden light around her father was sothing even the Ancestral Master couldn't approach, let alone an evil spirit.
Seeing its pitiful state, Zhouzhou felt guilty, quickly taking out the Soul Nourishing Talisman and dragging it back in by the leg. "Go back and heal."
The evil spirit weakly pointed at the thousand-year-old malevolent spirit, its finger trembling, saying bitterly, "You tricked !"
Seeing its calm deanor, it had clearly anticipated this outco but didn't warn it, hateful!
The thousand-year-old malevolent spirit rolled its eyes at it, too lazy to respond.
Qualified underling didn't just do work; they used their brains too. If it didn't have the brains, who was to bla?
Seeing through its thoughts, the evil spirit was so angry it almost spat blood.
Zhouzhou saw it dragging its battered body to fight again, worried it might truly dissipate, quickly pressed it back into the Soul Nourishing Talisman, sealed the exit with a mark, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
At last, it was behaving.
But she couldn't cheat now.
Sigh.
Never mind, she'd just get a good night's sleep.
Once rested, she would defeat them all one by one!
Early the next morning, Zhouzhou climbed out of bed, got dressed, and ran to the cetery, avoiding people along the way. This was her secret weapon; no one could know.
Her senior brother had said not to reveal her trump card until the last mont.
She had to hide it well.
As soon as she moved, Jinbao skillfully jumped onto her shoulder.
Having rits to bask in early in the morning was simply divine.
"I'm here." Running to the cetery on her short legs, Zhouzhou set up a soundproof array, satisfied, and clapped her hands. Now it was foolproof.
The spirits floated out, stretching their limbs. Little Wei floated over first, "Let's go. I thought all night and finally ca up with a way to withstand three of your moves. This ti, I won't be taken down in one move."
Zhouzhou nodded. Then three moves it is, not too tiring.
The old man gave him a sidelong glance and coughed lightly, "Alright, let's start. Zhouzhou, I see your martial arts are good, especially your strength, but you lack combat experience. From today, you must defeat everyone here as your warm-up exercise."
He spoke lightly, but everyone here was a master; it wouldn't be easy.
But thinking about it, if she defeated everyone in one move, what was the point?
Martial artists must compete with those stronger than themselves to improve.
"Alright!" Zhouzhou nodded vigorously, her little fists clenched, "Brother, I'm coming."
With that, she launched herself like a small cannonball.
Fortunately, Little Wei had learned from her short legs yesterday and didn't clash head-on, quickly dodging and keeping his distance, initiating long-range attacks.
This was Zhouzhou's weakest point.
The old man stroked his beard, watching carefully, then signaled the others.
They understood, and when they fought Zhouzhou, they used the sa thod, amplifying her weaknesses.
After an hour, Zhouzhou wiped the sweat from her forehead, stomped her little feet in frustration, and turned to complain, "Grandpa, they're bullying !"
They all bullied her because of her short legs!
What's wrong with short legs? How was it her fault?
Hearing this, the old man laughed heartily but didn't scold the others. Instead, he looked at Zhouzhou and asked, "Zhouzhou, if you knew your opponent's weakness, would you hold back just because they're young?"
Zhouzhou thought for a mont and shook her head firmly, "Of course not."
Her senior brother had said to attack the weak points in a fight, take advantage of their illness, and take their life.
It was a fight; not attacking weaknesses ant not taking the opponent seriously.
That wasn't sothing honest people like them should do.
But still...
She looked down at her short legs, feeling wronged, "Grandpa, what should I do? Dad's legs are even longer than these uncles' and brothers'."
She couldn't go on stilts to fight, could she?
"There is a way," the old man smiled, stroking his beard, "Zhouzhou, have you heard the saying 'no martial arts in the world are unbreakable, only speed cannot be overco'? If your speed is fast enough, you can compensate for any other shortcomings."
Is that so?
Zhouzhou touched her chubby chin, thinking it made so sense.
She could quickly close in if they fought at a distance, preventing them from keeping a distance.
A flash of inspiration crossed her mind, and Zhouzhou's eyes lit up, "Grandpa, I understand!"
The old man smiled, taking out several golden bracelets from his bag, "Wear these on your wrists and ankles. From now on, you'll wear them while fighting. I'll point out any problems as they arise."
"Alright!" Zhouzhou took them without hesitation, put them on, and grinned at the sight of the shiny bracelets.
She liked them!
Wearing them, she felt even more powerful!
Indeed, the older, the wiser. Dad would never guess what thod she was using!
anwhile, in the bedroom.
Ye Lingfeng looked at the empty room, raising an eyebrow.
Wen Jing peeked in curiously, "Boss, where did Zhouzhou go?"
Ye Lingfeng thought for a mont, his gaze falling toward the cetery, and after a mont's consideration, he said, "Don't worry, she'll co back when she's hungry."
The little girl had many backers, in both the mortal and spirit worlds.
But this ti, he wouldn't let her have it so easy.
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