237: The Seven Demons are all highly sought-after.

Just kidding, if they're all taken away, what about their sons and daughters? They've been thinking about this for eight years, since the moment The Seven Little Ones were born.

They had carefully protected them; they couldn't let some outsider "pig" steal their "cabbage."

"Hahaha, what you say doesn't count. Maybe they'll like my son and daughter in the future," Ji Yan laughed.

"Bullshit, they like our sons and daughters right now. They play together so well."

"Exactly, every time The little fellows come over, they're all stuck together, practically like conjoined twins."

Song Yuan and Bai Chuan refused to back down, tit for tat, each more exaggerated than the last.

There was one even more exaggerated than them: "Xiao Qi said we'll get married when we grow up."

"Pfft—" Si Nan spat out the drink she had just taken. "No way? Xiao Qi, tell me the truth."

Xiao Qi, who was eating happily, smiled with a new level of flattery. "Heehee, that's right. Brother An said we're a match made in heaven, a double blessing.

If you don't agree, you're being biased and you don't like him as a son."

"Uh—" Si Nan was speechless. It was true; since bringing An An back, she hadn't really kept him by her side to look after him, and she always felt a bit guilty.

This little fellow had grown up with everyone in the Big Compound. Now he was radiant and talented. His Supernatural Ability was below Luo Sen's but above hers, and he really was—good-looking!

Luo Sen was about to speak when An An suddenly grabbed his hand and started acting. "Dad, you agree, don't you? What's wrong with me? I can improve, I can change, I'll change right now.

I really like Xiao Qi. She's so cute and beautiful. In this life, I'll marry no one but her. Please, Dad, Mom."

Luo Sen: "—"

He pulled his hand away and said, "We'll see how you perform as Xiao Qi grows up. You can decide your own marriage; just don't regret it when you're older."

"Mm-hmm! Thank you, Dad and Mom. I'll never regret it. Xiao Qi, do you regret it?"

A certain silly daughter immediately raised her hand. "Xiao Qi won't regret it either."

"I regret it!" Ma Bufan slammed his hand on the table, looking quite annoyed. "I regret not acting sooner. I don't care; when they grow up, you must save one for me."

"Me too! Why should our own people let an outsider 'pig' steal our 'cabbage'? They're ours!" Guan Xiaoning also disagreed.

"Oh boy, tell me, do you two want to settle this one-on-one? Or a group fight?" Ji Yan started rolling up his sleeves.

"Fine, let's see who's better. Uncle Ji, you'd better think this through. First, I'm younger than you. Second, I'm at the peak of the eighth rank. Are you sure you can beat me?"

"Right. Although I don't have a Supernatural Ability, I've inherited Master's true teachings, and my martial arts aren't weak either. If Bufan and I team up, Uncle Ji, are you sure you can beat us?"

Ma Bufan and Guan Xiaoning also stood up. The dining table was thick with the smoke of battle.

"What? Peak of the eighth rank? Luo Sen, I don't care, I want to be at the peak of the eighth rank too. You can't be biased."

Then Si Nan said, "What are you all dawdling for? If you're going to fight, go outside quickly. I need to eat; the food's going to get cold soon."

"Hahaha—" Everyone was greatly amused.

After the meal, Ji Yan and Ma Bufan actually went to the training ground to spar. Ma Bufan didn't even use Earth Escape to hide, yet he still beat Ji Yan.

"Is this the gap in strength?" Ji Yan was amazed. His desire to advance again skyrocketed. He peeked at Luo Sen, who was sitting calmly to the side, drinking tea and watching the fight.

"Look at your pathetic state. I'll help you advance later. But if you still can't beat Ma Bufan after advancing, you'll really lose face."

Ji Yan immediately walked over and snatched the cup of tea Luo Sen had just poured. "No big deal. What's losing face? I have a brilliant idea. Wouldn't it be fine just to take this kid as a son-in-law? My eldest daughter is about the same age as him."

"Ahhh, no! I don't like your eldest daughter. I like—"

"Shut up! The daughters of the Luo family are reserved for my son. You don't get a share. You can only marry my daughter."

"I'm just not going to marry her. What can you do to me?"

"You must marry her! If you don't, I'll beat you until you do."

"Bring it on! I can absorb crystal cores on my own now. By the time you reach the peak of the eighth rank, I'll be at the ninth rank. Are you sure you can beat me?"

"Ow! Luo Sen, tell me, is what this kid saying true?"

"Of course it's true. He's been able to absorb crystal cores on his own since the third rank."

"Impossible! I'm already at the seventh rank, so why can't I?"

"Because your aptitude is poor."

"Pfft, you're infuriating! Kid, don't you dare leave."

"Fine, I'll come back and continue schooling you after I finish planting the vegetables."

"Huh? Planting vegetables? Are there any ripe ones? I'll take some back for my wife and kids to taste."

"No, none."

"None? I don't believe you. Let's go, let's go see for ourselves."

The older and younger man stopped fighting and left arm-in-arm, acting like brothers.

Luo Sen shook his head. "Others chase girls, but Old Ji chases a future son-in-law. He's really going all out just to get his daughter married off."

"Aren't you the same? You haven't agreed to a single one." Jian Bing walked over and sat across from him.

Luo Sen glanced at him sideways. "What do you mean? You sound jealous. But your son and daughter haven't even been born yet. The age gap between our families is too large; it's not a good match."

Jian Bing wasn't to be outdone. "Who are you looking down on? There will be someone in the belly soon."

"Impressive. The old bean pod has finally flowered." Luo Sen gave a thumbs up.

"If he didn't wise up soon, it would be too late. Song Yuan's third Child is about to be born." Si Nan arrived and bluntly mocked her master.

"Hey, you rebellious disciple! How dare you mock your master? You had seven in one go; can't I have seven over seven times?" Jian Bing talked nonsense with a straight face.

"Hahaha—" The three of them laughed.

Over here, The Seven Little Ones surrounded Grandfather and Grandmother, asking all sorts of questions with eyes full of a thirst for knowledge. This made Meng Liqi and Luo Yan overjoyed.

They had been worried that no one would inherit their mantle. Now it was fine; all seven little ones were quite interested. Wouldn't they teach their own children everything they knew and cultivate them with all their might? Hahaha—the two elders were incredibly happy, the wrinkles on their faces folding layer upon layer.

Sure enough, after seeing off Ji Yan and the others, The Seven Little Ones were unwilling to return to the Residential Area.

Luo Sen pulled Si Nan into the car and drove out of Yunshu Mountain Villa. "Great! Come on, honey, let's have a kiss to celebrate. A rare moment of just the two of us; we must plan this well."

Si Nan nodded. "We really do need to plan well. The upland rice is fully ripe; I'll leave the harvesting to you. Oh, right, after harvesting, remember to turn the soil and plant wheat. It's also time to dig up the potatoes. Hmm, next year's harvest will definitely be good."

Luo Sen: "—"