Fantasy: Empress Wife, Cute Kids Cause Havoc in Jiuzhou

"I am the Yin Demon Blade Saint, not a lecher,"

Fu Tingfei corrected coldly.

"Sounds pretty much the same to me."

Chu Chen waved his chubby little hand nonchalantly.

Pretty much the same?

The difference of one word could change the meaning completely, okay?

Forget it, why am I being so serious with a three-year-old brat.

Fu Tingfei took a deep breath and said coldly, "Kid, move aside, I'm not into kids. If you keep blocking me, you will suffer and die just the same."

"Ai Kaorou, get down quickly."

Long Yufei looked worried. That was the Yin Demon Blade Saint after all; even the Heavenly Sword Intent summoned by master couldn't break through the Yin Demon Blade Formation, so what was the little guy showing off for?

"Auntie Long, don't worry, I'll beat up this lecher for you."

Chu Chen said seriously as he waved his chubby little hand, "I'm going to use his own way against him."

"Ai Chirou, get your brother down."

She then turned to Chu Xin, who was watching the show with a disinterested look, and urged her urgently.

Out of everyone present, only this little girl could possibly stop the Yin Demon Blade Saint, yet she showed no intention of intervening.

Chu Xin waved her little hand indifferently and said, "Auntie Long, be at ease, my little brother won't lose. He's ranked third in our village."

Long Yufei was a bit speechless. Did this little one even understand the difference between a village and the whole Jiuzhou?

Is someone who is ranked third in a village really that amazing?

She didn't know what to say and didn't think Chu Chen could withstand the Yin Demon Blade Formation.

"You little brat, can barely speak clearly yet want to beat me?"

Fu Tingfei laughed angrily, raising his palm blade to strike down.

"First, I will break your Yin Demon Blade Formation."

At that moment, a crystal-clear stone appeared in Chu Chen's hand, which he aimed at Fu Tingfei and hurled fiercely.

"It's the Yin Demon Blade Formation."

Fu Tingfei still couldn't help but correct the term, then he chopped down with his palm blade. The black Sword Energy split the air and struck the stone, but instead of shattering it, the stone eerily absorbed it.

"Buzz!"

The stone shone brightly, with patterns rapidly expanding in every direction. In a blink of an eye, it covered a hundred yards around it, forming a tremendous array containing endless, sanctified, and domineering Sword Intent.

"This is, an Array Stone?"

Fu Tingfei was slightly moved, as the array's area wasn't as vast as his own Yin Demon Blade Formation, but it had severed his connection with his Yin Demon Blade.

And the sanctified and domineering Sword Intent also held a natural suppressive effect on his soft True Qi and Bone Corrosion Blade Intent, making him uneasy.

"Eh? Does even the lecher know about Array Stones?"

A hint of surprise flashed across Chu Chen's chubby little face, then he put his hands on his hips and said with a mix of pride and arrogance, "Since you know it's an Array Stone, lecher, why don't you just give up?"

"To think this little kid actually has an Array Stone,"

Fu Tingfei looked at Chu Chen with a gloomy tone.

Even he hadn't seen an Array Stone that many times, so he hadn't recognized it at first glance.

To carve a great array into a stone requires terrifying skills in array cultivation, and in the whole of Jiuzhou, only a few could achieve this.

To his knowledge, there were no array masters like that in the royal family; how could this little boy have an Array Stone in his hands?

"So what if I do? Do you think you can defeat me with this Array Stone?"

Fu Tingfei's tone grew colder, his mood becoming more irritable, "And like I said, I am the Yin Demon Blade Saint, not a lecher. How many times must I tell you, damnable brat?"

Having said that, he roared and swung his palm blade repeatedly, with three black Sword Energy slashes tearing through the air towards Chu Chen.

The effeminate True Qi and the Bone Corrosion Blade Intent were chilling to the bone.

"You're too quick-tempered,"

Chu Chen frowned slightly, waving his chubby little hand to unleash three pure bursts of sword energy, shattering the black sword energy. He then solemnly advised, "Daddy says that being quick-tempered is bad for your health. Daddy also says that adults should learn to control their emotions, and that only children recklessly unleash their feelings on others. Daddy said furthermore..."

"Brat, shut up,"

Fu Tingfei was losing his mind, "Today, I will collect your corpse on behalf of your bastard father."

Hearing this, both Chu Xin and Chu Chen instantly glowered, their faces filled with rage.

"You filthy demon, don't you dare insult my daddy,"

Chu Xin was furious, shouting angrily, "Brother, kill him."

"Mhm!"

Chu Chen nodded emphatically, his chubby face turning cold, and his big eyes even revealed a killing intent.

The change in the siblings shocked the old crone and Long Yufei, among others.

This was the first time they had seen them so angry.

"You filthy demon, dare to insult my daddy, I'll beat you to death,"

Chu Chen's tone was icy, his face devoid of any playfulness, as a terrifying sword intent surged forth, making the void tremble.

Boom!

His sword intent triggered the formation, the boundless and tyrannical sword intent fortified him, making his aura even more fearsome.

"Such a terrifying sword intent,"

Fu Tingfei's face was full of shock; at this very moment, he seemed to realize that he had done something incredibly foolish.

However, he was not afraid.

As a Martial Saint of the Yin Demon Blade, at the middle stage, how could he fear a three-year-old brat?

Although that's what he thought internally, he instinctively summoned his Lifebound Holy Artifact, the Yin Demon Blade.

He could feel the scent of death from this three-year-old brat before him.

Though reluctant to admit it with words, he couldn't help but go all out.

"You demon, take my blade,"

Chu Chen raised his chubby little hand, and endless sword intent gathered above his head into a giant blade tens of feet long. As he swung his hand down fiercely, the golden giant blade cleaved down, causing the nearby void to shatter inch by inch.

"Little brother is angry,"

Chu Xin, watching the battle from the Flying Boat, muttered to herself.

Angry?

Long Yufei and others watching the cold-faced Chu Chen could naturally feel his boundless fury.

This little boy, with his chubby face and plump hands, who had always been smiling and jolly, now had not a trace of mirth on his face.

He must profoundly admire and respect his own father, not allowing anyone to insult or slander him.

Having such a father-protecting child, his father must be very happy indeed.

"Locking space?"

Fu Tingfei wanted to dodge, but he found himself unable to move.

He couldn't avoid this blade and had no choice but to take it head-on.

"I refuse to believe that a three-year-old brat can do anything to me,"

Fu Tingfei bellowed, as the soft yet corrosive True Qi and Bone Corrosion Blade Intent in his body furiously converged, forming an immense Demon Sword to ruthlessly clash against the Golden Saber.

With a thunderous boom, the frightening surge of energy rippled out, turning into endless gold and black sword energies that spilled out in all directions.

The massive mountain not far away, under the assault of the two types of sword energies, crumbled loudly into pieces.

Chu Xin waved her hand, flinging out several talismans to protect the Flying Boat, blocking the incoming gold and black sword energies.

The old crone, Long Yufei, and the others were already staring agape, their minds blown by the terrifying level of sword dao cultivation of that little fellow.