Fu Manman patted her head and said with a smile, "Chan'Er is so good."
Xianchan seemed to really like the nickname "Chan'Er," smiling happily and shaking her head, her bun hairstyle bouncing like two ball-shaped sprites.
Fan Wubing sighed inwardly, finding it hard to imagine that this child was a demon.
Or perhaps, are demons in their childhood form just like this?
Today's event made Fan Wubing realize that the people of the world hate demon cultivators, and even more so the demons they rely on. For thousands of years, various methods have been developed to target demon cultivators and demons, comprehensively covering processes such as detection, tracking, control, and elimination.
She needs to learn to actively control the demonic qi within her, at least ensuring that situations like the one earlier don't happen again.
Evening.
Fan Wubing was alone in a room with Xianchan.
"Xianchan, you must avoid situations like the one at dusk," Fan Wubing said seriously to Xianchan.
