Fantasy: Reborn tiger demon, more children and more blessings will make you stronger

How dare you come to me, the Tiger King, to steal the elixir? You already have a way to die!Time flew by.

In the blink of an eye, more than half a year had passed since Little Water Smoke’s birth.

Within the Tiger King Territory, the years passed peacefully, and outside the market, merchant caravans came and went without end.

Xiong Da and Xiong Er led the maids in selecting various ingenious little trinkets, which were then brought to Water Smoke by Hu Xiao, who found ways to give them to her.

He constantly encouraged her to cultivate.

Not long after,

Little Water Smoke’s cultivation soared!

She had now successfully crossed the threshold of the third rank!

On this day,

Outside the open ground,

Demon Soldiers gathered at the summons, forming a circle, with flames rising in the center, and a wild aura sweeping in all directions.

Bang, bang, bang!

Flames scorched the ground, black smoke billowed, faintly accompanied by a smell of burnt char.

“Fun!”

In the center of the circle, Little Water Smoke, wearing a goose-yellow pleated dress with two small pigtails, looked exquisitely delicate. She held a blazing fire in her palm, and colorful ribbons danced around her.

And in front of her,

A third-rank Demon Soldier, wielding a purple-gold hammer, scurried around the edge of the demon circle, clutching his head and trying to avoid the incoming fireballs.

Little Water Smoke followed closely, like a shadow, commanding the scarlet flames to attack!

It was almost a one-sided crushing defeat!

“Little Princess, stop playing! This subordinate admits defeat! This subordinate admits defeat!”

The Demon Soldier looked back to see Little Water Smoke getting closer and closer. Realizing he couldn’t outrun her, he tucked his tail between his legs and knelt on the ground, begging for mercy.

“Stop, Princess Water Smoke. If you keep burning, this subordinate will truly be gone!”

To think that he, a dignified third-rank Demon Soldier,

Couldn’t even defeat a Little Princess who was not yet one year old.

It was simply too absurd… “Oh… alright then…”

Hearing this, Little Water Smoke obediently put away the fire in her palm and slowly approached the Demon Soldier. Stroking his head, she asked, “Are you okay?”

“No… I’m fine. Let’s play again next time, Little Princess.”

The Demon Soldier forced a smile uglier than a cry, glancing at his scorched fur, his heart already in despair.

In these past few days, Little Water Smoke’s fire magic had improved rapidly.

The intensity of this ‘play’ increased day by day.

At first, it was just playful chasing of small fireballs, nothing to fear.

But now, as her strength grew stronger day by day, reaching third-rank before even one year old, Demon Soldiers of the same rank simply couldn’t defeat her.

By now, it had long become a life-threatening game!

If this continued, he would sooner or later be burned to death.

“Here, for you, a fruit…”

At this moment, Little Water Smoke lowered her head, rummaged through her satchel, took out a spirit fruit, and held it out to the Demon Soldier, explaining softly, “Daddy said that if you eat this, you’ll be fine…”

“This is?”

Seeing this, the Demon General trembled as he took the spirit fruit. He was stunned at first, but upon sniffing its aura, his heart immediately filled with joy.

A rich spiritual essence wafted from it, and the pulp was crystal clear, containing spiritual energy —

A fourth-grade spirit fruit!

He had fought for so many years and had only ever seen a third-grade one, and that was a war trophy from the army, let alone actually tasting one.

But now… after playing with her…

The Little Princess actually gave it to him just like that?

At this thought, the Demon Soldier quickly prostrated himself, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing repeatedly.

“Thank you, Princess, for your generous gift!”

“Oh, it’s nothing…”

Little Water Smoke twirled a ribbon with her fingertips, looking at the excited Demon Soldier, tilting her small head, feeling a bit confused.

This spirit fruit… wasn’t it just a snack at home?

She usually ate it as a snack… there was nothing to thank anyone for… Meanwhile, outside the Ten Thousand Mountains.

Beyond the mountains, green hills stretched amidst clouds and mist, and clear streams flowed, making gentle sounds. A team of carriages slowly made its way into the mountains, laden with a dazzling array of medicinal herbs.

The sect banner fluttered, depicting a ‘cloud hair wrapped sword’ totem, warning outsiders that this caravan was protected by the Heavenly Sword Gate.