Divine Seal: The little princess is vying and fighting to become the Demon Emperor.

Chapter 19 Assassin's Temple: If you can't raise a child, don't raise one.
"If you had come any later, you wouldn't have seen me."

Before he even saw anyone, Long Haochen had already started talking non-stop.

Feng Jing was speechless, unsure whether to agree or not.

She couldn't remember this guy talking so much.

"Even if I arrive a little later, you will be perfectly safe."

A girl dressed in blue with blue hair appeared before them with a gust of wind.

The girl was wearing a faceless mask, so her appearance could not be seen.

But Saint Cher still recognized her.

The number one genius of the Temple Alliance, Goddess Feng Jing.

My primary role is that of a priest/swordsman/mage who wields a sword...

There is no primary position.

"Oh, there's a pretty little sister here, she looks kind of familiar."

Although Feng Jing did not immediately recognize Sheng Cai'er, he still felt that she looked somewhat familiar, as if she were from the Assassin's Temple.

Sheng Cai'er looked at Feng Jing, opened her mouth as if to say something, but could not make a sound, and could only lower her head in frustration.

"You mean thank you? You're welcome."

It's not easy to guess what a little girl is thinking; Feng Jing saw it at a glance.

"How did you end up here, and being chased by wolf demons? How does the Assassin's Temple raise its children?"

Looking at Sheng Cai'er's appearance, Feng Jing frowned and complained.

Then she gripped the sword in her hand, and the sword suddenly transformed into a scepter. A dazzling white light emanated from the large sapphire, enveloping Saint Cai'er.

Saint Cher felt a warmth she had never experienced before; every part of her body felt warm and reassuring.

"The Assassin's Temple is a bit far, and I have other things to do so I can't take you back right away. Why don't you come home with me first and wait for your family to pick you up?"

“Look, you and Xiao Chenchen are about the same age, so you'll have each other as companions.”

Although Feng Jing said this intentionally, it was partly true.

Provoked by her words, the person in the shadows couldn't sit still any longer and revealed a hint of their presence.

"Seniors of the Assassin's Temple, aren't you going to show yourselves?"

Before he could provoke her into showing herself, Feng Jing suddenly remembered the identity of the little girl in front of him.

Her gaze, however, began to wander over Long Haochen.

Because the jumbled memories had just struck her like a hammer, making her realize that the two guys seemed to be a couple.

"Goddess, what a coincidence!"

Hearing the address from behind, Feng Jing got goosebumps.

She hated herself for being young and ignorant back then, for childishly giving herself such a title.

Listening to it now, it's really a bit embarrassing.

"It turns out it's Senior Shadow Wind who's here."

"However... how about just calling me Feng Jing?"

"Row."

Emperor Shadow Wind, from the Assassin's Sanctuary, readily changed his tune, appearing extremely amiable, but it was all just a facade.

"This belongs to your Assassin's Temple..."

Although Feng Jing swallowed back the words "Saintess of Reincarnation" under the other party's gaze, he still had to make his own sarcastic remarks.

"How do you Assassin Temples raise children?"

“You’ve raised such a good child to be like this.”

"If you don't know how to raise a pet, then don't raise one."

Because of his priest attribute, Feng Jing immediately saw what problems Sheng Cai'er was currently facing.

Of all the problems, psychological issues are the most prominent.

"This is a matter for our Assassin's Temple, and we will handle it ourselves—" "No, no, no, it's not like I'm not affiliated with the Assassin's Temple, as if I'm not part of it."

Feng Jing interrupted the other person directly.

In fact, her strength is not as good as that of Emperor Assassin Shadow Wind, but if you ask her why she is so arrogant...

Because she's incredibly talented!

There has never been another sixth-tier all-elemental professional who is under fourteen years old in history, and there certainly won't be one in the future.

"Come, come, look at this child I raised."

To make a comparison with Ying Suifeng, Feng Jing also brought up Long Haochen as a contrast, praising Long Haochen to the skies.

"Sunny and cheerful, lively and confident, kind and upright..."

"Let's check their spiritual power again, aren't they about the same?"

Feng Jing praised Long Haochen's strengths, deliberately ignoring the fact that Long Haochen's practical experience was inferior to Sheng Cai'er's.

Then we can draw the following conclusion:
"The Assassin's Temple doesn't raise children."

Shadow Wind of the Assassin Temple didn't like hearing this, but he found that it was actually true, and he couldn't refute it.

He knew how the Assassin's Temple trained Saint Cai'er; they didn't raise her as a child, but rather as a sharp sword aimed at the demon race.

But did they do something wrong?
"The Assassin's Temple doesn't know how to raise children. You know how to raise them, but can you raise her better?"

After muttering something to himself, Ying Suifeng was about to say goodbye and take Sheng Cai'er back.

But they were stopped.

"I can do it!"

"I really can!"

Who would have thought that Feng Jing, who dislikes trouble, would actually take on this task for himself?

In fact, Feng Jing didn't know what was wrong with him either.

To put it somewhat ironically, looking at all the people around her, from Feng Xiu and Bai Lingxuan to Bai Yue and Long Haochen, and then to Sheng Cai'er…

It felt like looking at my own child!

Really!

This feeling, like an illusion, made Feng Jing unable to bear seeing them suffer.

"Don't joke around. Although you are the goddess of the Temple Alliance, she is still very important to our Assassin Temple. It is impossible for her to stay outside for a long time."

Ying Suifeng took Feng Jing's words as a joke and emphasized Sheng Cai'er's importance again.

"That's it."

Feng Jing seemed to have been persuaded by Ying Suifeng and nodded.

Seeing this, Saint Cai'er became a little nervous. She wanted to say that she did not want to return to that cold and desolate trial realm.

But unable to make a sound, it could only droop its head helplessly.

"The little girl said she didn't want to go back."

Upon seeing this scene, Long Haochen's mouth reacted faster than his brain, and he blurted out the answer subconsciously.

"Senior Ying Suifeng, you haven't found Haoyue City yet, have you?"

Feng Jing smiled at Ying Suifeng from beneath his mask.

The latter didn't immediately realize what was happening, still wondering why he hadn't found Haoyue City yet, since he had secretly followed Sheng Cai'er as soon as she left the Assassin's Temple.

He was even wondering if this wasn't originally his mission. The reason he was accompanying Sheng Cai'er was because of a mission targeting Feng Jing, and he wondered if Feng Jing knew anything about it.

Then Feng Jing waved to him and made a "goodbye" gesture.

The next moment, a door appeared behind him, and he was suddenly sucked in and sent back to the Assassin's Sanctuary.

Goodbye, go home, go home.

Feng Jing never expected things to go so smoothly. She never imagined that Ying Suifeng would be so unguarded and completely unsuspecting.

It made her feel a little guilty (not really).

(End of this chapter)