There's No Way My Dad Is A Legendary Cultivator

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The wailing in the depths of the mountain rang out for a long time before it stopped.

Jiang Ping floated expressionlessly in the air, his feet three feet above the ground.

A huge demon wolf was quietly crawling in front of him.

The demon wolf's fur was no longer as white and shiny as before.

Instead, it was a mess, mixed with blood and dust.

It curled up into a ball and looked at Jiang Ping with fear in its eyes, and even let out a miserable howl.

However, every time it cried out, it felt as if its body was about to fall apart.

Jiang Ping looked at the shivering demon wolf and shook his head helplessly.

"I told you not to make a move. If you have something to say, we can talk it out. Look at you, you just won't listen."

Jiang Ping muttered to himself and said in a low voice.

The demon wolf couldn't figure out Jiang Ping's plan at all. It subconsciously took a few steps back, trying to increase the distance between Jiang Ping and itself.

Jiang Ping knew that the demon wolf was really afraid of him, so he didn't continue to attack it.

Instead, he said in a commanding tone, "Stay here for the next few days. You can't take even a step out of this place."

"And don't hurt humans, especially children. Do you understand?"

The demon wolf nodded frantically when it heard what Jiang Ping said.

He acted as if he didn't dare to disobey.

Jiang Ping laughed out loud. "So you can understand human language."

"Then why did you have to fight just now?"

"Do you have to be beaten up to learn a lesson?"

The demon wolf didn't dare to reply. With a howl, it buried its head.

Jiang Ping couldn't help but sigh.

He clearly wanted to be a reasonable person.

But why did he keep meeting people, as well as demon beasts, who wanted to attack him?

He really couldn't understand!

Seeing that the matter had been settled, Jiang Ping didn't delay any further.

His figure turned into a streak of light and flew towards Wan'er.

...

Three days later.

In the middle of the demonic wolf mountain range.

This was the area where the fiercest beasts lived.

The outer area of the mountain range was very dangerous as there were many human hunting squads.

The depths of the mountain range were the habitat of the demon wolf, which was a forbidden area for the fierce beasts.

So, a large number of fierce beasts gathered in the middle of the mountain range.

At this moment, a gray wolf was wandering under a fruit tree.

Suddenly, it fiercely knocked against the fruit tree.

Immediately, it saw stars and felt dizzy.

But several fruits also fell from the tree.

The gray wolf paused for a long time before it recovered.

Then, it picked up the fruits on the ground and ate them one by one.

From time to time, it even squeezed out a bitter expression.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound from the bushes behind him.

The vigilant gray wolf quickly turned around and stared nervously at the bushes.

In the next moment, a huge yellow figure jumped out from the bushes.

It was a tiger!

However, when the gray wolf saw the tiger, it was relaxed and was not afraid at all.

The two fierce beasts approached each other and rubbed their heads together.

They looked like two old friends.

"Howl!"

"Howl!"

The two different beasts let out their own howls at the same time.

If one could understand what they were saying, they might sympathize with their suffering.

They asked each other the number of days they had been vegetarian.

As carnivores, the demonic wolf mountain range was their paradise, because this was a place where the strong preyed on the weak.

Elk, wild boar, rabbits, and so on were all their prey.

But since the little human demon king came to the demonic wolf mountain range, everything had changed.

They could no longer eat meat.

If they dared to hunt smaller animals and came across the little demon king, they would be beaten up.

The wounds on their bodies still had not recovered.

The gray wolf's tail had been chopped off, and the tiger's two front legs were still unable to exert strength.

In short, the surrounding area had become the territory of the little demon king.

But the strange thing was, the demon wolf in the depths, who was the mountain lord, did not have any reaction.

They could only obediently accept the persecution of the little human demon king.

The two fierce beasts that were once awe-inspiring could only hide and eat fruits now.

All they could do was lick each other's wounds. How pitiful!

The two fierce beasts wanted to complain a little more, but suddenly they saw a fiery red figure.

Their entire bodies began to tremble violently, and they did not dare to make a single sound.

Because that terrifying figure was already ingrained in their minds, and they could not get rid of it!

Wan'er came out from the forest and saw the two beasts.

However, she only took a casual glance and then raised her head.

Looking at the big red fruit on the tree, she couldn't help but lick her lips.

She suddenly stretched out her palm and slapped the tree trunk.

The fruit tree shook in an instant, and a few big fruits immediately fell down and were caught by Wan'er.

Wan'er wiped the skin of the fruit with her sleeve, then put it to her mouth and took a bite.

In an instant, a sour and astringent taste blossomed in her taste buds.

The gray wolf and the tiger watched this scene in horror.

They felt uncomfortable, as they were on a barbeque.

They didn't dare to leave without the permission of this little demon king.

But they didn't dare to stay here any longer.

Maybe this little demon king would suddenly punch them and would make them suffer.

But Wan'er didn't care about them at all.

Instead, she ate the fruit in her hand expressionlessly and looked into the distance calmly.

Only three days had passed, but Wan'er's appearance had changed.

The liveliness on her face had disappeared, and she was now beginning to look mature.

Wan'er took a few bites and suddenly stopped.

She had been eating wild fruits for the past few days.

But most of the wild fruits were sour and astringent.

She could only take a few bites.

These days, she had not eaten her fill at all.

Although there were many small animals in the mountains, she could not bear to kill them.

On the contrary, she tried her best to protect all kinds of weak animals from falling into the mouths of fierce beasts.

She had also beaten up many wild beasts, such as the gray wolf and the tiger.

At first, she was quite excited, but as time passed, that excitement faded away.

Now, it was replaced by depression, boredom, and longing.

After all, there used to be delicious food at home every day.

Sometimes, her father would personally cook and make things that she had never eaten before.

But now, it was different. She could only eat sour wild fruits every day.

"Dad, Yan'er, Liu'er, Auntie Sushang!"

"I really want to eat Dad's cream cake!"

Wan'er suddenly threw away the fruit and sobbed.

She had just finished speaking when a familiar voice came from the forest.

"Do you now understand how hard it is to cultivate, Wan'er?"