This time, he chose to take the initiative!
The entire sword-testing platform quickly became a nightmare for the second-generation cultivators of Danxin Pavilion!
The most aggressive, ruthless, and bullying children were beaten to a pulp by a skinny six-year-old.
Even the most arrogant ones were beaten to tears.
No matter how pitifully they cry, Gu Nuo will never stop as long as they refuse to admit defeat.
So the children could only cry and sob as they obediently admitted defeat to Gu Nuo according to the rules of the competition.
The normally solemn sword-testing platform was now filled with the sounds of wailing and howling.
The title "Little Demon King Gu" rose to fame on this day, making him the most feared figure among the next generation of cultivators in Danxin Pavilion.
A mountain breeze swept by, and the setting sun cast long shadows, elongating Gu Nuo's small figure.
Finally, there was no more opponent on his side.
Those children who were older than him and had ganged up to bully him were almost all bruised and battered, standing behind their parents with long faces and enduring the pain.
They never imagined that one day they would lose to this frail child whom they could bully at will.
And just like the other person, even when they were hurt, they didn't dare to cry.
"Senior brothers and sisters, you flatter me." Gu Nuo sheathed his sword and bowed respectfully to the four directions.
The gaze of Dongfang Yu, the leader of Danxin Pavilion, swept across Gu Nuo's face like lightning. This child's talent was truly astonishing.
pity……
Dongfang Yu sighed silently. He should have realized it sooner; Gu Tang had done the same thing back then...
What a pity!
It wasn't until they returned to the wooden house where Gu Tang and his son lived that Gu Nuo, who had acted particularly mature and composed on the sword-testing platform, finally revealed a big smile.
"Daddy!" He leaped into Gu Tang's arms, rubbing his little face happily against Gu Tang's shoulder. "Nuo'er won against them! All of them!"
"Great job!" Gu Tang patted Gu Nuo's head and praised generously, "I knew Nuo'er would win."
"Hehehehe..." Gu Nuo laughed happily.
Nothing makes me happier than winning a competition, seeing my father whom I hadn't seen for several days, and being praised by him.
"Nuo'er," Gu Tang pulled Gu Nuo away, "Are you happy that you beat those who used to bully you today on your own?"
"Yes." Gu Nuo nodded vigorously.
"Then let me ask you, what did you learn from today's events?" Gu Tang asked again.
"I need to become stronger!" Gu Nuo answered without hesitation.
“That’s right.” Gu Tang nodded with satisfaction. “Anything else?”
"I need to cultivate myself more diligently and become stronger so that others won't dare to bully me," Gu Nuo said again.
"Hmm." Gu Tang agreed, then asked, "Do you know why Father didn't let you compete with them a month ago?"
Gu Nuo thought for a moment and then shook her head.
"Because back then, although we could bully others by relying on the Palace Master of Feiyun Palace," Gu Tang patiently explained, "things obtained through external forces are unreliable, and others won't truly accept them. But today, you defeated Wei Bing and the others entirely on your own. From now on, when they see you, they will only feel fear and dread, and they will dare not say anything more!"
"Nuo'er understands." Gu Nuo nodded vigorously.
He nuzzled Gu Tang's shoulder affectionately, then turned his head to the side and suddenly saw Qin Junche standing there.
Gu Nuo then belatedly realized—
Besides Daddy today, there's also...
He blinked, and his cute, apple-like face suddenly turned bright red.
Gu Nuo remembered that when the Palace Master of Feiyun Palace gave him the sword on the sword-testing platform, he was so happy that he blurted out that he also called him "father".
He didn't do it on purpose.
That sword was just so beautiful, he loved it so much.
Moreover, when they went up Danxin Peak, it was always this Palace Master Feiyun who carried him.
He really, really likes him.
But Father also said that he can only make whoever he wants his father when he is strong enough.
Gu Nuo knew that although he could beat the children who bullied him, he was no match for the Palace Master of Feiyun Palace.
He couldn't help but blink again.
Would the Palace Master of Feiyun like him calling him that?
He didn't seem to respond to me at the time.
Will he...?
As she thought about it, Gu Nuo lowered her head.
He hid his face inside Gu Tang's clothes.
Just moments ago, Gu Xiaomowang had beaten the next generation of Danxin Pavilion so badly that he was crying and sobbing as he had to admit defeat to him. Now, he has turned into a shy and anxious child.
"What's wrong?" Gu Nuo's small body twisted and turned in his arms, suddenly becoming awkward and shy.
He reached out and pulled Gu Nuo away, watching as his face turned as red as if it were about to bleed.
Gu Tang asked with some concern, "Were you injured just now?"
"No...no," Gu Nuo stammered.
He stood on the ground, his little hands twisted together in front of him, and couldn't help but secretly look up at Qin Junche again.
Then he quickly lowered his head again.
what to do?
He really liked having the Flying Cloud Palace Master as his father!
But he's not strong enough!
Children who grow up being bullied are often insecure and shy.
Gu Nuo's face turned bright red, but she still tried her best to suppress her desire.
"Nuo'er." Under Gu Nuo's shy gaze, the expressionless Palace Master of Feiyun leaned down to look at him. "Just now on the sword-testing platform, you..."
"Nuo'er should go practice her sword!" Gu Nuo suddenly jumped up and turned to run towards the door.
"Nuo'er." Qin Junche reached out and pulled Gu Nuo back, placing her in front of him.
He thought for a moment, then simply squatted down, bringing his eyes level with Gu Nuo's.
Qin Junche tried to raise the corners of his lips to make himself look gentler: "Answer my question first. Did you call me 'father' on the sword-testing platform just now?"
Gu Nuo kept her mouth tightly shut, her face turning even redder.
Looking at him like that, tears welled up in his eyes.
It was as if Qin Junche could scare him into crying if he said just one more word.
Qin Junche was helpless.
He could only glance at Gu Tang for help.
"Hmm...cough cough...Nuo'er." Gu Tang also squatted down and reached out to pinch Gu Nuo's little cheek. "You asked me before if Palace Master Qin was your father, right?"
Gu Nuo remained silent for a moment, neither speaking nor nodding.
His small lips remained tightly pursed, and after a long while, Gu Tang and Qin Junche heard his barely audible voice: "But I'm not strong enough yet."
"Huh?" Qin Junche didn't understand at first.
What does this have to do with my own problem?
"Father said that only when I become strong enough can I make whoever I want my father be my father," Gu Nuo said loudly, mustering her courage.
Qin Junche: "..."
Gu Tang: "..."
After saying those words, Gu Nuo seemed to become a little bolder.
He took a deep breath, his eyes wide as he looked at Qin Junche: "Palace Master Feiyun, I will definitely work hard to cultivate and practice swordsmanship. My father said that I can defeat all the inner disciples of Danxin Pavilion in a year at most. When I am stronger than them, can you be my other father?"
Qin Junche: "..."
Why does what I say seem fine, but still feel a little off?
"Palace Master Feiyun, please wait for me to become stronger!" Gu Nuo said again.
He bowed to Qin Junche and said, "Thank you for the sword. I will forge an even better sword to return to you in the future."
Gu Nuo spoke his mind, thinking that if he could defeat all the disciples of Danxin Pavilion in a year, he could make Qin Junche his father.
He immediately perked up and was full of energy: "I'm going to practice my sword!"
After Gu Nuo finished speaking, he turned around and ran out.
A note from the author:
Gu Tang (with a face full of satisfaction): "My son is so good, so obedient, and he learns so quickly!"
Qin Junche (gritting his teeth): "...That's my son too!"
Chapter 22 The Son's Father is the Demon Lord (22)
Gu Nuo had just stepped out of the wooden door when Qin Junche strode forward and carried him back.
"Huh?" He was placed on a wooden stool and looked at the Palace Master of Feiyun Palace with some confusion.
Gu Nuo glanced at Qin Junche, then turned to look at her father.
"Father?" he asked Gu Tang blankly, "Is there anything else?"
Gu Tang shrugged, "He doesn't know either."