Becoming the Demon Lord Starts with Farming

Li Jingzhi transmigrated.

The good news: she's the daughter of the Demon Lord, and her father, Li Xingzhi, is the strongest fighter in the realms. She can go wherever she wants and do whatever she likes.

The bad news: her father has disappeared, and now she's the one who has to be Demon Lord.

Even worse, she's only six years old.

Li Jingzhi sat in the highest palace in the Demon Realm, looking at her little arms and legs and the desolate land below. She let out a deep sigh.

Then her golden finger arrived.

[Congratulations, Host, you've been bound to the Farming System. Complete quests to receive generous rewards and reach the pinnacle of life!]

The Demon Lord was missing, the young ruler had taken the throne, enemies were closing in, and several realms were watching hungrily. One wrong move could cost her life. And in this situation, her golden finger was a farming System.

Li Jingzhi laughed in exasperation.

Then she resigned herself to her fate, rolled up her sleeves, and started farming.

Since she was already here, using her golden finger to stay alive was better than lying around waiting to die.

The Demon Realm was plagued by miasma. Its land was barren, its resources scarce, and its plants and animals struggled to survive. It was the poorest realm of the three worlds.

The demons often went out scavenging for whatever they could get. They did it so frequently that they became targets of scorn in the other realms, infamous for their bad reputation.

With a young ruler on the throne, the Demon Realm became the butt of jokes throughout the other realms. Everyone thought it would soon fall apart.

The demons were just as scornful. They thought their young Demon Lord was unfit to rule, so they refused to obey her and acted like a pack of troublemaking peasants.

Later, green plants sprouted from the barren land, turning it into a fertile plain that stretched for thousands of miles. The muddy rivers became clear, teeming with fish and shrimp. Trees flourished in the once-bare forests, lush vegetation spread everywhere, and exotic beasts roamed the land.

The Demon Realm, once desolate, barren, and desperately poor, was transformed into a paradise that everyone envied.

The demons were thoroughly convinced and devoted themselves to Li Jingzhi. Every day, they fought over who would get to serve their Demon Lord.

Li Xingzhi had gone beyond the realms to find a way to clear away the miasma, and he'd been gone for three hundred years.

He returned looking battered and exhausted, and could barely recognize the Demon Realm.

The forests were verdant, the plants flourishing, spiritual energy filled the air, and the streams were crystal clear, like something out of a fairyland. His subjects, who had once been gaunt, sallow, and down on their luck, now smiled brightly. Even their fiery tempers had mellowed. They lived in peace and prosperity.

The entrance to the Demon Palace was packed with people in the clothing of different realms. Envoys from all sides held lavish gifts and spoke with urgency and heartfelt sincerity.

"Demon Lord, you must sell this batch of spirit vegetable seedlings to us first! Our Lord is willing to pay three times the price!"

"Demon Lord, please give us a few more spots in this year's student exchange program with the Demon Realm. This is a gift from our Lord."

"Demon Lord, "

Li Xingzhi felt as if the world had become incomprehensible. The realms that used to look down on the Demon Realm and act arrogantly in front of him had become so servile and obsequious. How?

And the little daughter he'd imagined to be lonely and frail was now dressed in brocade, adorned with pearls and jade, and sitting gracefully on an ornate golden throne. Even the ferocious Taotie sprawled beside her was decked out in magical artifacts, glittering with gold and looking every bit the fearsome beast.

Li Xingzhi: ...

If he'd known he could coast to victory by relying on his daughter, what had all that hardship over the past three hundred years been for?

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