The King of Hell's Little Daughter

“180,000 Years Old vs. 3 Million Years Old” Three daily questions: First: “Has the Little Highness woken up?” Second: “Is the Little Highness in the palace?” Third: “Has the Little Highness returned?” As long as the answer is “She’s awake,” “She’s in the palace,” or “She’s back,” every evil spirit is plunged into despair. Because the Little Highness… she, she, she’s a menace to spirits! Right now, she’s holding some treasure she stole from who knows where and using it to toy with all the spirits. One evil spirit after another goes “whoosh” out of Hell, then “whoosh” up to the Ninth Heaven. The sight is magnificent. What a joyous spectacle! Behind her, the dark hem of a richly colored robe swept across the empty ground. In a steady, commanding voice, someone asked, “Yuanyuan, what are you doing?” Little Miaoyuan quickly tucked the immortal artifact in her arms away and giggled foolishly. “Father, they’re so much fun!” The spirits: “…” <This novel is expanding its own worldbuilding. Please don’t take it too seriously or scrutinize it.> [Previous works: The Sickly Princess Turns Dark; Two Babies at Once: The CEO Is Swamped; Madam Is Lord Quan’s Beloved; Cuddling Up to the Tyrant. Readers’ group: 374934356]