Category: Female Lead Was Coaxed Away by the Villain Again [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 83: You Can Only Like Me (9)

Song Jin’yue had always heard that forming a contract with a high-level spiritual sword could lead to rejection. Although Jiang Zhiyan had said there wouldn’t be any problems, she was still a bit skeptical.

Jiang Zhiyan temporarily lifted the restriction on her spiritual energy. Song Jin’yue glanced at Jiang Zhiyan, who was sitting there calmly, clearly not thinking she had the ability to escape.

She pricked her finger, let a drop of blood fall onto the sword, and silently recited the contract incantation she had practiced countless times.

A gentle breeze blew past, and her heart raced.

The contract was formed, she could feel the connection between herself and Spring’s Birth.

She looked at Jiang Zhiyan with surprise.

“You don’t trust me that much?” Jiang Zhiyan asked.

“Not really,” Song Jin’yue said, clutching her chest. “I’m just so excited I almost fainted.”

“You can’t faint, let’s begin, show me the results of your recent training,” Jiang Zhiyan tossed Spring’s Birth to her and sat down.

Song Jin’yue: …

Why bring up such a painful topic at such a happy moment?

However, having a new sword made practicing a joyful experience.

Su Huo, looking at Jiang Zhiyan, was also speechless, shouldn’t they be going over and kissing at a time like this?

“No wonder you can’t win anyone over,” Su Huo sat back down.

Jiang Zhiyan looked at her.

“I didn’t say anything,” Su Huo immediately said, then realized she sounded a bit too defensive, but it was too late now, whatever.

Jiang Zhiyan looked away, too lazy to argue, and focused on Song Jin’yue.

Song Jin’yue was a bit nervous, not daring to glance at Jiang Zhiyan. Suddenly, a stone flew towards her face. She immediately swung her sword and, seeing the stone turn to dust in front of her, was surprised for a second, just as she was about to smile, she started coughing.

Jiang Zhiyan: ?

Su Huo’s jaw dropped slightly: “She seems even weaker than me.”

Song Jin’yue looked at the two of them with dissatisfaction.

“Because I sealed her spiritual energy, do you want to spar with her?” Jiang Zhiyan looked at Su Huo.

Su Huo was also at early Golden Core.

“Forget it,” Su Huo immediately shook her head. “I’m afraid of your retaliation.”

“Aren’t we going to the Southern Continent? Why aren’t we going yet?” Su Huo continued to ask.

Jiang Zhiyan took a sip of tea: “I don’t want to go for now.”

“Tsk.” Su Huo looked away. “Song Jin’yue is at mid-Golden Core, isn’t anyone looking for her?”

“Yes, but I sealed her spiritual energy, she can’t see the messages on her communication jade.”

Su Huo: …

How could Song Jin’yue endure this? As expected, she was truly in love.

Jiang Zhiyan placed the communication jade on the table. She could only stay at the Myriad Swords Sect for two days at most, she hoped the Northern Demon King would be somewhat reliable for a day.

“I’m going out for a bit,” Jiang Zhiyan stood up.

“Huh?” Su Huo also stood up.

“You don’t have to follow me.”

Jiang Zhiyan planned to check out the forbidden grounds first.

The forbidden grounds of the Myriad Swords Sect were located in the back mountain. When she arrived, she suddenly realized she had forgotten something, the ancestor of the Myriad Swords Sect hadn’t left either, he was still within the sect.

This person’s presence was rather weak, she almost forgot about him.

How could she enter the forbidden grounds without being discovered by the ancestor who lived nearby?

She sat down on a large rock by the roadside.

[Jiang Zhiyan: Get rid of Real Master Tan Ming.]

[Bei: If I could get rid of him, I wouldn’t need you, Miss Jiang.]

[Jiang Zhiyan: Are you almost done?]

[Bei: Almost.]

Jiang Zhiyan put away the communication jade, looked around, lay down on the large rock, and closed her eyes.

“Host, what are you doing? Sleeping on the spot?”

“I’m thinking.”

“Thinking about what?”

“Thinking about whether it’s worth the risk… and whether certain attempts will succeed.” Jiang Zhiyan thought of her agreement with the Main God, but based on her understanding of the Main God, as long as she wasn’t too excessive, there shouldn’t be any problems.

“Ha, you actually think about these things?” The System laughed.

Jiang Zhiyan didn’t speak.

The System’s voice suddenly became softer, but still clear. Jiang Zhiyan received sounds from all directions, her field of vision expanding.

She saw children playing a few hundred miles away, and a small fish being swallowed by a large fish in the river.

Going deeper, those scenes turned into strings of characters.

Jiang Zhiyan saw Song Jin’yue at a glance, she was the only concrete being in the torrent of data.

Song Jin’yue was chatting with Su Huo, but they didn’t seem very close, just making awkward small talk.

She looked towards the forbidden grounds and found the mirror.

The System, looking at the sudden red alert in the System space, froze for a few seconds. Although there was an alert, there was no explanation for the reason.

The System looked at Jiang Zhiyan; if there was no reason, then it was probably because of Jiang Zhiyan.

A few seconds later, the System saw a mirror appear in Jiang Zhiyan’s right hand, or rather, a bunch of things scattered and then converged into a mirror.

As a system, it naturally saw how this mirror was formed.

Jiang Zhiyan put the mirror into her storage pouch.

The System felt like its CPU was about to overheat from Jiang Zhiyan’s actions.

“How can you do that?” The System couldn’t understand.

Jiang Zhiyan jumped off the rock: “I’m not an ordinary tasker.”

“I’ve been getting warnings here,” the System was about to go crazy.

“I’ll turn it off later,” Jiang Zhiyan said calmly.

System: …

“I don’t think this is worth the risk,” the System gritted its teeth.

“You didn’t tell me earlier,” Jiang Zhiyan paused. “Of course, even if you did, I wouldn’t listen to you.”

“Did you take the mirror out, or did you copy it?”

“I copied it, taking it out would definitely attract the attention of the Myriad Swords Sect ancestor.”

The newly copied mirror was identical to the “original” in both appearance and function, but Jiang Zhiyan had tampered with it. No matter who it seemed to be contracted to, the true owner of the mirror was only her, and NPCs couldn’t discover its anomaly.

Jiang Zhiyan wandered around a bit more, went to the library to borrow two books, and then returned.

The System didn’t say anything along the way, unusually quiet, it was contemplating life, it no longer wanted to explore what Jiang Zhiyan actually was, it was now more interested in its own purpose.

“What are you brooding about again, are AIs this fragile too?”

“Even swords can be fragile, why can’t I?” the System grumbled. “I always feel like I’ll be laid off one day.”

“No, it’s still early,” Jiang Zhiyan didn’t understand why the System would worry about such a thing. “Do I look like I’m about to retire?”

System: …

That wasn’t what the System meant, but hearing Jiang Zhiyan say that, it suddenly felt like being laid off would be better.

“Don’t worry, as long as I’m working, you won’t be unemployed.”

System: The more she heard, the less reassuring it sounded.

“So now that you have the item, are you going to find the Northern Demon King?” the System asked.

“No, there’s no need, let’s take a break, and maybe ask for some more things.”

The System didn’t understand why Jiang Zhiyan could make anyone she traded with feel like they were being taken advantage of.

[Jiang Zhiyan: I just went to the forbidden grounds, it’s too close to the ancestor’s residence, do you have any props that can help me conceal my aura? Or something for a quick escape?]

[Bei: Don’t you have any?]

[Jiang Zhiyan: No.]

This lie was very unconvincing, but the other party could only provide what she asked for.

“Host, aren’t you afraid he’ll kill you after getting the item?” The System always felt like Jiang Zhiyan was dancing on a knife’s edge.

The Northern Demon King seemed harmless now, but the Demon Kings of the Demon Realm all fought their way to their positions, someone who could become a Demon King couldn’t possibly be kind.

The wool Jiang Zhiyan was pulling now might be demanded back one day.

Although Jiang Zhiyan wasn’t a good person either.

“Host, you want to fall into demonic cultivation, but if you do, you’ll be separated from the Myriad Swords Sect and the Wei family… no one will protect you then,” the System reminded her again.

It always felt like Jiang Zhiyan would be beaten to a pulp one day.

“I know what I’m doing,” Jiang Zhiyan said.

That evening, Wei Jingqian informed her that she didn’t have to go to the Southern Continent anymore, clearly the Northern Demon King had made some progress.

[Wei Jingqian: The Northern Demon King attacked the Southern Demon King, and the Southern Demon King has withdrawn half of his forces.]

The demons didn’t think the Northern Demon King’s actions were unusual, because such things were common in the Demon Realm, there was never peace there. The cultivation world didn’t suspect anything either; in their eyes, anything related to demonic aura was abnormal, lacking normal logic.

[Wei Jingqian: Just stay at the sect for now, stop running around.]

[Wei Jingqian: The Song family said they can’t contact Song Jin’yue.]

[Jiang Zhiyan: She’s in secluded cultivation, I’m also planning to be in seclusion for a while.]

[Wei Jingqian: Okay.]

Jiang Zhiyan went back and announced this good news to Su Huo, who clapped excitedly: “Then let’s have a good meal tonight, Senior Sister Song said there are many delicious things here.”

She looked at Jiang Zhiyan expectantly.

“What I meant was that you can leave now,” Jiang Zhiyan said.

“I’ll leave after eating, I won’t leave if I don’t eat.” Su Huo swallowed. “Don’t worry, I don’t really want to disturb you two.”

Song Jin’yue: ?

Disturb what? What was there to disturb between the two of them?

Jiang Zhiyan glanced at Song Jin’yue: “Write down what you want to eat, I’ll have someone prepare it, I’m also going into seclusion after we eat.”

Song Jin’yue nodded.

“Huh? Secluded cultivation…” Su Huo rested her chin on her hand. “You’re working too hard, you should rest for ten days or half a month.”

Jiang Zhiyan sat down on a cushion and closed her eyes.

The other two huddled together to discuss the menu. Talking about other things was awkward, but talking about food wasn’t awkward at all.

Having eaten for more than two months, Song Jin’yue had gained considerable experience in “eating,” after all, it was the happiest time of her day recently, of course, she had to study it thoroughly.

Su Huo listened attentively, swallowing continuously, she also wanted to be confined by Jiang Zhiyan like this, if she didn’t have to cultivate.

Jiang Zhiyan sat to the side and quickly entered a meditative state.

The two, chatting, sensed the change in the surrounding spiritual energy and looked towards Jiang Zhiyan.

They both fell silent.

“What’s going on with her?” Su Huo paused. “She seems to have reached mid-stage already? So fast, didn’t she just reach Golden Core not long ago? I don’t know why, but I always feel like she’s stronger than Senior Brother Wei.”

After saying that, Su Huo glanced at Song Jin’yue.

Everyone knew that Song Jin’yue was deeply in love with Wei Jingqian, normally, saying something like this would definitely be met with a storm of rebuttals, but not this time.

She didn’t say a word.

Song Jin’yue looked at Jiang Zhiyan, her expression strange.

“What are you thinking about?” Su Huo asked curiously, lowering her voice.

Although in this place, even whispering could be heard, she still subconsciously lowered her voice.

Song Jin’yue’s lips trembled slightly: “I couldn’t beat her before, and now I definitely can’t.”

Su Huo blinked, looking at Song Jin’yue.

So she still wanted to run away? Just because she couldn’t beat Jiang Zhiyan?

She glanced at Jiang Zhiyan, wondering if she had heard and what she thought about it.

But no matter what Song Jin’yue said, she bet her hundred years of experience as a Joyful Union disciple that there was something going on between these two.

“Let’s talk about something more pleasant, are six dishes enough? Should we add more?” Su Huo decisively changed the subject, afraid Jiang Zhiyan would suddenly explode.

“Mm,” Song Jin’yue nodded, then sighed softly and added a few more dishes.

Su Huo knew she shouldn’t ask anymore, but she couldn’t help it, such a big piece of gossip was right in front of her, who could resist?

Forget it, she would gamble, Jiang Zhiyan probably wouldn’t kill her.

“So what’s your relationship with her now?” Su Huo asked tentatively.

Song Jin’yue felt like this question shouldn’t be difficult to answer, but looking at Su Huo’s eyes, she felt it was very difficult.

Friends?

Not really.

But Jiang Zhiyan had given her a very expensive gift, more valuable than her life.

Jiang Zhiyan said she liked her, and she was indeed very considerate towards her, but…

“Half-master,” Song Jin’yue said solemnly after thinking for a while.

Song Jin’yue was very satisfied with herself: It sounded like a very normal relationship, and the wording was so precise, she was truly intelligent.

“Ah, you thought about such a simple relationship for so long?” Su Huo drawled.

The smile on Song Jin’yue’s face faded a bit, and she pretended not to hear: “Is that enough? Do you need anything else?”

“How can we not have alcohol?” Su Huo looked at Song Jin’yue’s face and tapped the table twice. Her gossipy gaze made Song Jin’yue restless, this person only dared to tease her, why didn’t she go ask Jiang Zhiyan?

Song Jin’yue looked at Jiang Zhiyan.

“Why are you looking at her?” Su Huo narrowed her eyes and hummed. “Senior Brother Wu doesn’t have to look at Senior Sister Li when he drinks.”

Senior Brother Wu and Senior Sister Li were a very famous couple in the Myriad Swords Sect, they were always glued to each other wherever they went, and everyone usually avoided them, it was too painful to watch.

“Because she’s paying,” Song Jin’yue said honestly.

The amused smile on Su Huo’s face faded a bit, that made sense, so she also looked at Jiang Zhiyan.

“Whatever,” Jiang Zhiyan said, opening her eyes after adjusting her breath. “As long as your cultivation time tomorrow isn’t reduced, you can do whatever you want with the rest of your time.”

“Are there any hangover cure pills?” Song Jin’yue asked.

“Yes.”

“Then add more,” Song Jin’yue quickly added it to the menu.

“Have you been having such a hard time recently that you need to drown your sorrows in alcohol?” Jiang Zhiyan took the menu, scanned it, added a few more dishes, and sent it down.

Song Jin’yue paused: “No, I just want to drink… really.”

Chapter 82: You Can Only Like Me (8)

“Parting ways here?” Su Huo looked at Jiang Zhiyan. It had been a long time since she had felt so free. There were many entertaining things to do inside Tianyan Pavilion, but after being inside for so long, she felt the outside air was much fresher.

“Wait a moment,” Jiang Zhiyan said, looking at the communication jade in her hand.

Lately, she hadn’t communicated much with Wei Jingqian, usually just sending brief messages to assure him of her safety. It had been ten days since her last message.

Surprisingly, during these ten days, Wei Jingqian had sent her quite a few messages.

[Wei Jingqian: Stay away from the Southern Continent recently, someone opened a demon gate there.]

[Wei Jingqian: Where are you?]

[Wei Jingqian: The sect said you’ve been gone for a long time.]

[Wei Jingqian: Reply when you see this.]

[Jiang Zhiyan: I’m fine, preparing to return. I had a fortuitous encounter and was in secluded cultivation for a while.]

[Wei Jingqian: Come to the Southern Continent.]

[Jiang Zhiyan: ?]

[Wei Jingqian: We’re short-handed.]

[Jiang Zhiyan: Oh.]

Jiang Zhiyan looked at Su Huo: “Let’s go to the Southern Continent.”

“Huh?”

“They need people there, someone opened a demon gate.”

Su Huo’s expression fell, then she paused and asked with confusion: “Wait, what’s a demon gate?”

Jiang Zhiyan: …

“Sorry, I’ve been secretly skipping classes.” Su Huo gave a couple of dry laughs, probably because Jiang Zhiyan’s expression was too speechless, she guessed, “Something that allows demon cultivators to directly enter?”

“Mm.” Su Huo sighed. “What am I, like this, supposed to do there? Be a burden?”

Jiang Zhiyan didn’t want to go either; she thought of the Northern Demon King again.

[Jiang Zhiyan: What’s the situation in the Southern Continent? They’re asking me to go there for support. I was just about to go back and get your things.]

[Jiang Zhiyan: Think of a way to get me out of this, but also keep them occupied there.]

[Bei: …]

[Bei: Are you trying to tell me what to do?]

[Jiang Zhiyan: Then tell me what I should do.]

[Bei: I’ll find a way to have some of them withdraw, you just stall for time.]

[Jiang Zhiyan: Your Majesty is wise.]

[Bei: I know.]

System: …

“Is this Demon King an idiot? Can’t he tell you’re being sarcastic?” The System was baffled.

Jiang Zhiyan put away her communication jade: “Let’s return to the Myriad Swords Sect first.”

“Huh? Not going directly to the Northern Continent?” Su Huo looked at Jiang Zhiyan.

“I need to restock.” Jiang Zhiyan rummaged through her storage pouch. “I’ve used up most of my supplies. The Myriad Swords Sect is closer than the Wei Estate.”

It was a perfectly valid excuse to delay. She told Wei Jingqian, and as expected, he didn’t object.

Jiang Zhiyan took Su Huo back to the Myriad Swords Sect. Su Huo, displaying her newfound wealth, generously paid for the teleportation array.

“I didn’t expect to have so much money left after staying at Tianyan Pavilion for so long,” Su Huo said with emotion.

“How much is left?”

“Over eight hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones,” Su Huo replied.

Jiang Zhiyan: …

Jiang Zhiyan glanced at Su Huo.

“You spend a lot of money yourself,” Su Huo immediately said.

“I wasn’t planning on commenting on your spending habits,” Jiang Zhiyan looked away.

“Yes, but your look said it all.”

Jiang Zhiyan closed her mouth. She was a bit sleepy. For the final leg of the journey, they used a flying artifact, and she slept on it.

Although Jiang Zhiyan had told Su Huo that the flying boat had a strong defense system, Su Huo didn’t believe her and insisted on staying alert, although she, too, fell asleep by the time Jiang Zhiyan woke up.

She got up and drank some water, making a considerable amount of noise, but Su Huo didn’t stir.

Jiang Zhiyan stood at the bow of the boat, leaning against the railing, closed her eyes, and extended her divine sense.

The range of her divine sense was wider than that of an average early Golden Core cultivator. She could almost reach the edges of the Myriad Swords Sect.

She still hadn’t figured out why; the System had investigated but hadn’t found anything.

It didn’t matter, though; this bug was beneficial, not harmful.

She checked on the Demonic Sword. It had become withdrawn after they returned from the Northern Demon King, and after Jiang Zhiyan finished refining the three swords, it became even more withdrawn. It wasn’t a cheerful sword, to begin with, and now it seemed lifeless.

“If I had known you were this easily discouraged, I would have melted you down.”

The Demonic Sword twitched.

“Since you have a sword spirit, it means you can still improve.”

Jiang Zhiyan didn’t say anything more.

It wasn’t out of kindness; it was purely because the Demonic Sword had its own consciousness and could help her. It would be a helpful asset in a difficult situation.

The three swords Jiang Zhiyan refined hadn’t been sharpened yet. They were all high-grade; she didn’t know their exact grade, but there would likely be some unusual phenomena when they were sharpened.

If she sharpened them now, it would be difficult for Song Jin’yue to protect them. She planned to add a few more things to the swords.

The situation in the Southern Continent must be very serious. There were significantly fewer disciples at the Myriad Swords Sect; those above Foundation Establishment had all been deployed, leaving only a Sword Protecting Elder and a group of Qi Refining disciples.

She didn’t greet them and went straight back to her courtyard.

Song Jin’yue, who was practicing her swordsmanship, heard the noise and immediately looked towards the doorway: “You’re finally back…”

Seeing the person next to Jiang Zhiyan, she froze for a second, her complaining expression immediately replaced with a polite smile: “Hello, Junior Sister Su.”

“Hello.” Su Huo nodded, blinked, and glanced at Jiang Zhiyan. “Was she stuck in the courtyard this whole time?”

“Mm,” Jiang Zhiyan replied.

Su Huo: …

“You really are a…” pervert.

How was this any different from imprisonment? But Song Jin’yue didn’t seem to mind at all. And the marks on her face looked strange. How did she get them?

As expected, neither of these two were normal.

Jiang Zhiyan looked at Song Jin’yue: “Put your homework on my desk. I’ll check your swordsmanship training in the time it takes an incense stick to burn.”

Song Jin’yue’s heart skipped a beat. It wasn’t that she hadn’t practiced, it was just… she suddenly remembered she hadn’t made the bed. She had been sleeping in Jiang Zhiyan’s bed recently, and since Jiang Zhiyan had been gone for so long, she had almost started treating this place as her own. She had even piled a bunch of things by Jiang Zhiyan’s bedside.

“I’ll tidy up the room,” Song Jin’yue took a couple of steps back and hurried inside. “Give me the time it takes three incense sticks to burn! Or release the restriction on my spiritual energy!”

Jiang Zhiyan didn’t stop her, but she didn’t release the restriction either. She took out the three swords and placed them on the table. Each sword was unique, clearly carefully designed. Spiritual swords would automatically generate their own names upon being refined.

The three swords were Spring’s Birth, Winter’s Fall, and Nameless. Nameless looked the most ordinary, comparable to the sword she usually used. Spring’s Birth and Winter’s Fall were much more ornate.

“What’s the use of having so many?” Su Huo asked, arms crossed. “We could sell one.”

“I can use them myself,” Jiang Zhiyan replied. Although her usual sword was very effective, she couldn’t use it in front of too many people, it would break this world. After all, energy cannons weren’t exactly suitable for a cultivation world.

Although currently, it seemed like the energy cannon had the effect of suppressing demonic energy.

“Help me grind the ink.”

“Huh? Oh.” Su Huo took the inkstone.

When Song Jin’yue finished tidying up and came out, she saw Su Huo and Jiang Zhiyan at the stone table, one writing and one grinding ink, a rather disharmonious scene.

She stood still at the doorway, not moving.

Jiang Zhiyan knew Song Jin’yue had come out and was waiting for her to approach, but she just stood there at the threshold, motionless: “What are you standing there for?”

“I put the homework on your desk,” Song Jin’yue said. “There are some things I don’t really understand, but I’ve marked them.”

“Mm,” Jiang Zhiyan nodded. “Come and choose a sword.”

“A sword?” Song Jin’yue was stunned for a few seconds. “You went out this time to…”

“Yes, that’s right, to find a sword for you. We even went deep into the Demon Realm to mine Star River Ore, she was almost killed by a demonic beast,” Su Huo interrupted her, speaking rapidly. “She even refined the swords herself, you have no idea how dangerous it was.”

Su Huo shook her head and sighed softly.

These two were so slow and tedious to watch.

“The Demon Realm?” Song Jin’yue’s eyes widened. “Star River Ore, how could you? Are you crazy? It’s so dangerous!”

“It’s fine,” Jiang Zhiyan said. “Choose one you like, I said I would give you a gift, naturally, it has to be something useful to you.”

“There was no need for Star River Ore,” Song Jin’yue bit her lip, feeling guilty. “I don’t deserve this.”

Jiang Zhiyan glanced at Su Huo, who smiled smugly. She didn’t think there was anything wrong with exaggerating, after all, it was indeed very dangerous, it was just that Jiang Zhiyan was very capable. Besides, a bit of artistic license was necessary.

“I don’t need three swords, I went there specifically to forge a sword for you, if you don’t choose one, then these past three months were meaningless,” Jiang Zhiyan said. “The swords haven’t been sharpened yet, so I don’t know their exact grade, but I think… they won’t be lower than celestial grade.”

“You’re too confident,” Su Huo couldn’t help but say.

Jiang Zhiyan ignored her. Things forged with Interdimensional Flames were naturally extraordinary.

Since things had come to this, Song Jin’yue didn’t hesitate any longer, although she didn’t know how she would repay this kindness: “Spring’s Birth, I feel like this name suits me.”

“Mm,” Jiang Zhiyan replied. “Form a contract with it first, and then I’ll add a formation to prevent it from being stolen, don’t worry about compatibility, all three swords were forged for you.”

“Thank you,” Song Jin’yue nodded and blinked.

She was truly inhuman, Jiang Zhiyan had faced such difficulties, and she was still trying to slack off.

“We can do that?” Su Huo asked curiously.

“Yes, as long as you want to, you can create any kind of formation,” Jiang Zhiyan said. “The principles of formations are interconnected.”

Su Huo gave a couple of dry laughs and looked away, not wanting to speak, feeling a strong sense of being looked down upon. After three seconds, she simply walked away, the atmosphere here was a bit strange.

Chapter 81: You Can Only Like Me (7)

“Where are we going now?” Su Huo looked at Jiang Zhiyan. “I feel unsafe carrying so many things near the border of the Demon Realm.”

“I booked a room at Tianyan Pavilion, to refine the sword,” Jiang Zhiyan said.

“Now?” Su Huo’s jaw dropped. “Do I have to go with you too?”

She wanted to run away. This kind of thing sounded tiring and technically demanding. She cultivated solely to live longer and have more time to enjoy herself.

There was a saying, “Happy as an immortal,” immortals must be happy, she always felt that these people who cultivated painstakingly were doing it wrong, but every time she said this, people would criticize her.

“Either come with me, or sell the Star River Ore,” Jiang Zhiyan said. “It’s not very convenient for you to carry it around… I don’t need much time to refine.”

“Okay!” Thinking about the money, Su Huo instantly became energized, not caring about what method Jiang Zhiyan was going to use. “Let’s go.”

“I didn’t bring anything with me, I’ll give you your reward later.”

“No need, didn’t you already give me a magic weapon? And I also got a bag of Star River Ore.” Su Huo looked at Jiang Zhiyan with dissatisfaction. “You’re being so polite, it makes me think you don’t see me as a friend.”

Jiang Zhiyan didn’t know how to respond to Su Huo’s question. She really didn’t know how to make friends, and she hadn’t planned on making any.

She didn’t answer the question.

“Let’s go.”

Su Huo didn’t press the issue; she had just asked casually.

Jiang Zhiyan’s original plan was to return to the Myriad Swords Sect first, but she didn’t want to go back now. She wanted to see when Song Jin’yue would ask about her.

Wasn’t she worried at all?

She hadn’t even done anything.

…

Song Jin’yue held her sword and looked up at the sky, calculating the days, Jiang Zhiyan had been gone for five or six days, and she hadn’t heard from her at all.

She looked at the wooden puppet, a little hesitant.

Should she contact Jiang Zhiyan? If she did, what if the other party thought she was idle and gave her more tasks?

But if she didn’t ask, she was worried something might have happened.

Although nothing had happened yet, because she still couldn’t use her spiritual energy.

She decided to wait two more days and find a suitable excuse to ask about the situation. It wouldn’t be good if the other party thought she missed her and hurried back.

It felt great that “Master” wasn’t home.

Although, sometimes it was a bit boring…

But only a little bit.

Song Jin’yue gestured with her hand, as if trying to prove something to someone, then realizing her actions were a bit silly, she quickly put her hand down.

She looked around and patted the wooden puppet’s shoulder.

The wooden puppet raised its hand and struck her.

“I didn’t want to practice!”

Song Jin’yue groaned in pain, she had already practiced today, why did she have to touch the wooden puppet? She dodged a bit too slowly, and her arm was hit twice.

She gasped from the pain.

Couldn’t this thing be turned off?

…

Tianyan Pavilion was a large organization, often mentioned in novels, involved in many businesses. You could hire assassins here, or ask them to find things for you, they held regular auctions, and there was a free market every day.

They had all sorts of things, as long as you had money, they could do anything, whether you were a human cultivator, a demon cultivator, or a yao cultivator, everyone was treated equally in Tianyan Pavilion.

The owner’s identity was a mystery.

However, Jiang Zhiyan, with the script in hand, knew that the owner was the ancestor of the Wanfa Sect. This person claimed to be in seclusion, but was actually enjoying themselves in Tianyan Pavilion, no one in the Wanfa Sect knew their ancestor was like this.

Jiang Zhiyan felt that the Wanfa Sect ancestor would probably understand Su Huo’s thoughts.

Tianyan Pavilion occupied an entire island. To enter, you had to buy a ticket and receive a disguise artifact, which could change your appearance, voice, and conceal your cultivation level. However, if your cultivation reached Greater Mastery or Tribulation Transcendence, you could easily see through all disguises. But these powerful figures, if they were so inclined, could uncover almost any secret in the world, so no one really cared.

Jiang Zhiyan and Su Huo had already taken Disguise Pills, and the artifacts provided an extra layer of protection.

“I’m so nervous,” Su Huo rubbed her hands.

“Nervous about what?”

“I feel like there must be a lot of good stuff here, I have a feeling I’ll spend all my money quickly,” Su Huo said. “I should have just asked you to sell it for me.”

“Then come and help me with chores, so you don’t go out and spend your money.”

“Forget it,” Su Huo waved her hand. “I’m destined to be poor, I should just accept my fate.”

Jiang Zhiyan was speechless.

After entering Tianyan Pavilion, Su Huo went to register for the auction. Five stones of Star River Ore, starting price one hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones. Hearing this price, Su Huo felt her breathing quicken.

But the registrar was very calm, and Jiang Zhiyan beside her was also very calm, so she could only pretend to be calm, otherwise, she would appear inexperienced.

“The next auction will be in three days,” the registrar gave Su Huo two tokens, one proving she was the owner of the item being auctioned, and the other for a private box. As long as the item was valuable enough, you would get a private box.

“Ah, three days later.”

Su Huo sighed, and Jiang Zhiyan gave her a bag of spirit stones: “Contact me if anything happens.”

“My lady, I will follow you forever,” Su Huo said, opening the bag and looking inside.

Jiang Zhiyan gave her a look of disgust and went to the room she had booked in advance, starting to refine the Star River Iron.

This amount was enough for Jiang Zhiyan to fail three times, but she didn’t think she would.

“Hm?” On the top floor of Tianyan Pavilion, a woman pushed aside the layers of blankets on her and sat up. “The smell of Star River Ore.”

She closed her eyes and scanned the room where Jiang Zhiyan was with her divine sense.

“Golden Core? Quite daring.”

She lay back down languidly, asked someone to bring her some snacks, and continued to watch, her expression increasingly surprised.

Jiang Zhiyan’s control over time and temperature was extremely precise, like a machine with pre-set values.

“Interesting.”

She wondered which family this person belonged to, whether she had a master. If not, she was a bit interested.

Su Huo had initially thought Jiang Zhiyan would come out for a break, but she showed no signs of doing so.

So on the day of the auction, to liven things up, she brought two attractive yao companions. The five stones of Star River Ore were eventually sold for three million high-grade spirit stones.

Hearing this price, Su Huo felt like she was floating.

She knew Star River Ore was priceless, but she didn’t expect it to be this expensive, her imagination wasn’t wild enough.

However, after the auction, many people inquired about her identity, thankfully, Tianyan Pavilion’s confidentiality measures were good, no one found her.

Jiang Zhiyan spent five days refining all the Star River Ore. She disassembled her weapons, planning to use them to convert spiritual energy for refining the sword, using the methods of the cultivation world was too slow.

During those five days, Song Jin’yue contacted her several times, but she was busy concentrating and couldn’t reply. Of course, she could have replied if she wanted to, but she was holding a grudge and didn’t want to talk to her. Now that she wasn’t responding, Song Jin’yue was contacting her every day.

“Is there something?” Jiang Zhiyan asked, assembling the parts in front of her, hoping Song Jin’yue would say something that would make her happy.

However, it turned out that sometimes it was better not to have expectations.

“When are you coming back? I’ve used up all the talismans you gave me, how do I turn off this puppet… I think it’s broken, it keeps trying to make me practice swordsmanship.”

Jiang Zhiyan: …

“I’ll send a message to have them send you more talismans, the puppet is designed to make you practice swordsmanship at regular intervals,” Jiang Zhiyan paused. “Is there anything else?”

Song Jin’yue was silent for a long time, so long that Jiang Zhiyan had already finished assembling the parts.

“If there’s nothing else, then I’ll hang up.” Jiang Zhiyan put away the parts.

“Where are you?” Song Jin’yue paused, then quickly said, “I’m not rushing you, I’m just… mm, asking, why didn’t you reply to me the past few days? Are you injured?”

“I’m not injured, I’m busy, it’s inconvenient for me to talk to you,” Jiang Zhiyan said.

“Oh,” Song Jin’yue replied sullenly. “Then when are you coming back?”

“I don’t know, maybe in a while,” Jiang Zhiyan said.

“Okay,” Song Jin’yue sighed.

“Alright, I’ll hang up now. I’ll have someone send you more books if you’re bored.”

“Mm… I don’t really want to read.”

Song Jin’yue sighed softly, why didn’t she ask how her training was going? She was usually so strict, but now she completely ignored her.

[Bei: Why haven’t you returned to the Myriad Swords Sect?]

[Jiang Zhiyan: I won’t go back until I’m finished with my business.]

[Bei: They’re all out now, it’s more convenient for you to do your thing.]

[Jiang Zhiyan: I know what I’m doing.]

Jiang Zhiyan put away the communication jade and ignored him.

She stayed at Tianyan Pavilion for two months. When she came out, she was refreshed, but Su Huo, who came to pick her up, looked like she hadn’t slept in two months.

“Overindulgence is harmful to your health,” Jiang Zhiyan reminded her.

“I haven’t!” Su Huo said, exasperated. “I thought you died in there, you were refining a sword, I didn’t dare disturb you, how did it go?”

“It was a success,” Jiang Zhiyan said casually.

Su Huo’s eyes widened: “I heard they spent two hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones to refine the Star River Ore, and now they’re offering one million high-grade spirit stones for sword refining, you…”

“Not interested, I’m not short of money, let’s go,” Jiang Zhiyan transmitted her voice to her. “Has anyone been looking for trouble recently?”

“They couldn’t find me, I probably look too unremarkable, I don’t have the aura of a worldly expert,” Su Huo said proudly. “I even joined them in gossiping, it feels good to make a fortune quietly.”

The news of Tianyan Pavilion auctioning Star River Ore had spread, and everyone was guessing who the seller was, after all, the Demon Kings were busy looking for the Demonic Sword, they didn’t have time to come here, and they wouldn’t sell Star River Ore to human cultivators unless they had nothing better to do.

“Please wait a moment,” someone stopped them.

The smile on Su Huo’s face instantly disappeared as she looked at the person in front of them.

She had stayed at Tianyan Pavilion for two months and naturally knew this person. He was the manager of Tianyan Pavilion. Some people stopped and looked over; being approached by the manager of Tianyan Pavilion usually meant something unusual had happened.

“Don’t worry, I mean no harm, the Pavilion Master wishes to see you two.”

The onlookers looked shocked.

“The Pavilion Master of Tianyan Pavilion?”

They thought they had misheard.

“What happened?”

“Who are they?”

…

Jiang Zhiyan nodded.

“Are we really going?” Su Huo grabbed Jiang Zhiyan’s arm.

“It’s fine,” Jiang Zhiyan smiled. “They won’t do anything to us, after all, it’s the Pavilion Master of Tianyan Pavilion.”

“You’re right, but I…” Su Huo took a deep breath. “I’ve never met such an important person.”

Thinking about her smug face earlier, she suddenly felt embarrassed, the other party must have seen through her already.

The manager chuckled, glanced at the two, and led them to the top floor of Tianyan Pavilion: “Please, just go straight ahead, I won’t go in.”

Jiang Zhiyan looked straight ahead, while Su Huo curiously looked around, but not too brazenly.

The top floor of Tianyan Pavilion, a place countless people were curious about, Su Huo never thought she would come here one day, this place, like the Pavilion Master herself, was shrouded in mystery.

Finally reaching the end, the two saw a woman sitting at the table, sitting comfortably, not caring about other people’s gazes.

And the other party was in a strange state. Su Huo felt like she was looking directly at the woman’s face, but her mind didn’t register any information, she couldn’t process the woman’s appearance. She swallowed, this was the first time she had encountered such a situation.

“Greetings, Pavilion Master,” Su Huo said, giving a restrained smile, then looked at Jiang Zhiyan.

“Does the Pavilion Master need something from us?” Jiang Zhiyan asked.

Su Huo’s heart skipped a beat, Jiang Zhiyan’s words were truly blunt.

The woman looked at Jiang Zhiyan and chuckled: “I originally wanted to see if you had a master… but there’s no need now.”

She didn’t recognize Jiang Zhiyan’s face, but when Jiang Zhiyan got closer, she sensed the subtle protection of a powerful cultivator’s divine sense, the other party’s cultivation level probably only slightly lower than her own.

“You saw?” Jiang Zhiyan looked at her, she didn’t explicitly say it, but the other party knew what she was asking.

“It’s Star River Ore after all, I have to be careful in case it’s some dangerous demon,” the woman said matter-of-factly, without any apology.

Jiang Zhiyan was dissatisfied, but it was useless, strength reigned supreme in this world, there were rules, but rules only bound the weak, as long as you were strong enough, you could transcend all rules.

The woman stared into Jiang Zhiyan’s eyes: “The Demon Realm is restless recently, it’s best to avoid it.”

“Thank you for your concern, Senior,” Jiang Zhiyan smiled.

After exchanging just a few words, the two were directly sent out of the island.

Su Huo looked at Jiang Zhiyan and exclaimed: “The Pavilion Master actually wanted to take you as her disciple, you’re amazing.”

“I won’t be coming back here again,” Jiang Zhiyan removed the first layer of her disguise.

“Huh?” Su Huo was stunned.

“I don’t like being watched,” Jiang Zhiyan looked back at the island shrouded in mist. “Let’s go, I have to go back, I’ve been out for too long.”

The woman leaning against the table chuckled and picked up a fruit: “These young people nowadays…”

Chapter 80: You Can Only Like Me (6)

Su Huo flew towards the edge of the Demon Realm, but after flying for a good while, no one came after her, and the magic weapon Jiang Zhiyan gave her wasn’t needed.

So why did they only capture Jiang Zhiyan?

Because of the Star River Ore? But she also had Star River Ore, and quite a bit of it.

She landed safely at the border.

“Can some god tell me whether I should say something or not?” Su Huo held her head, squatting on the ground.

Logic told her to listen to Jiang Zhiyan, even if something happened to Jiang Zhiyan, it wouldn’t have much to do with her, but she was also worried that Jiang Zhiyan would die because no one went to save her.

Jiang Zhiyan was indeed very powerful, but… Su Huo thought of the giant hand in the air, how could Jiang Zhiyan fight against that? They didn’t seem to be on the same level.

Su Huo took out her simple divination tools.

The result told her to keep quiet.

Su Huo exhaled and lay down peacefully on the ground, putting her communication jade aside.

Forget it, she would just wait here.

…

Jiang Zhiyan’s hair was whipped by the wind as she was carried through the air. Although the giant hand wasn’t tangible, it still held her firmly in place.

“Did the Demonic Sword’s aura leak?” Jiang Zhiyan wondered.

Her array was a modified version; logically, it shouldn’t have leaked. Before she came out to undo the seal, she had specifically checked and made sure there was no demonic aura leakage.

How was she discovered? Was there something else on the Demonic Sword?

Jiang Zhiyan looked down; she had been brought above a demon city. It seemed like this person had concealed their aura, no one looked up.

Demon cities were relatively few, so each city housed many people. As far as the eye could see, there were people everywhere, and various strange-looking demons, fighting at the drop of a hat.

After a few more seconds, she appeared in the main hall of a Demon King’s palace – she had never been to a Demon King’s palace, but judging by the decorations, it could only belong to a Demon King.

Clearly, the owner of this palace wasn’t frugal. There was a fist-sized night pearl on the wall every meter, brighter than the dim sky of the Demon Realm, exquisite murals, various artifacts made of rare materials collected from who knows where, and a lamp made of skulls. Judging by the shape of the skulls, there seemed to be all kinds of races. Looking closely, she noticed that someone had added pearls to the eye sockets of the skulls, making it look both bizarre and creepy.

Jiang Zhiyan stopped, glanced around the hall, and her gaze landed on the tall throne. He seemed to be the only person in the entire hall, lying languidly on the chair, holding a cup. Even from ten meters away, Jiang Zhiyan could smell the wine.

“You have the Demonic Sword,” he said, putting down his cup and speaking slowly.

Jiang Zhiyan: !

Jiang Zhiyan didn’t speak; the other party’s assertive tone indicated he already had some information.

He threw something at her, and Jiang Zhiyan took a step back and caught it.

She looked at it.

It was a scabbard.

And judging by its shape, size, and the patterns on it, it was clearly the scabbard of the Demonic Sword.

Jiang Zhiyan: …

The Demonic Sword actually had a scabbard? Usually, powerful swords in cultivation novels didn’t have scabbards.

The appearance of this scabbard instantly lowered the Demonic Sword’s status by several levels.

“You’re useless, you actually need a scabbard for protection,” Jiang Zhiyan said faintly to the Demonic Sword. She was probably discovered because the scabbard sensed something.

“No!” the Demonic Sword immediately said.

Unusually, Jiang Zhiyan detected a hint of agitation in the Demonic Sword’s single word.

“Host, let me translate, it actually wants to say, you’re talking nonsense, it has never had a scabbard, it’s never even seen one,” the ace translator, the System, said. It had been observing the Demonic Sword for a long time.

Jiang Zhiyan looked up: “The Demonic Sword has a scabbard?”

“Yes, it always has,” the Demon King nodded, not hesitating to answer. “The person who forged the Demonic Sword was my mother, but the Demon Lord found it troublesome, so he never used it.”

“The Demon Lord has many swords, the Demonic Sword is just the one he used the longest, and the most famous one. Of course, few people know this. Also, all the Demon Lord’s swords are called the Demonic Sword, the previous ones all broke.” He spoke slowly, looking at Jiang Zhiyan’s face, somewhat anticipating her reaction. “Watching them earnestly searching for that sword is really amusing.”

He chuckled, as if recalling something funny, then frowned at the expressionless Jiang Zhiyan: “Why aren’t you laughing? It’s so funny.”

Jiang Zhiyan couldn’t laugh, she heard the Demonic Sword crying, she could understand its feelings, but she didn’t have time to comfort it, so she directly muted its cries and looked at the person on the throne: “So what do you want from me?”

“I’m just curious, who is it that can command the Demonic Sword?” He stood up and walked down casually, his clothes half hanging off his body, as if they were about to fall at any moment. His horns were hidden in his messy hair. He stood in front of Jiang Zhiyan, scrutinizing her, a malicious smile on his face.

“Unexpectedly, it’s a… righteous cultivator, and a direct disciple of the Grand Elder of the Myriad Swords Sect, do they know about this? They probably don’t, otherwise, they wouldn’t be running around like headless chickens.”

He narrowed his eyes, looking at Jiang Zhiyan: “How did you do it?”

“What do you want?” Jiang Zhiyan didn’t avoid his gaze, still not answering his question, looking into his eyes.

His deep red eyes seemed to have a faint halo, exceptionally affectionate. His features were exquisite, beautiful but not sharp.

Jiang Zhiyan just wanted to say, it was a good thing Su Huo wasn’t here.

“Any mind-altering spells are useless against me,” Jiang Zhiyan said, her gaze calm and unwavering.

“Early Golden Core?” He was a little surprised and intrigued. He specialized in illusion techniques, even the Sect Master of the Myriad Swords Sect couldn’t completely resist his illusions.

“I’m not sure about that either,” Jiang Zhiyan asked, imitating his tone. “Northern Demon King?”

“You know me?”

“Just met,” Jiang Zhiyan recalled her previous conversation with Wei Jingqian, who said only the Northern Demon King hadn’t reacted.

After receiving his confirmation, Jiang Zhiyan pulled up his profile and quickly scanned it.

“Really?” The corners of his mouth turned up.

His smile froze as he looked down at his abdomen: “Tsk.”

Right under his nose, Jiang Zhiyan had opened a hole in his stomach, and the strange flames prevented the wound from healing.

“What is this?” He wasn’t angry, just observing the flames, as if the wound wasn’t on his body, feeling no pain. He glanced at the weapon Jiang Zhiyan used and confirmed that there were no spiritual energy fluctuations. “Interesting.”

He was a pure-blooded demon, his regenerative ability very strong. Normally, it was difficult for anything to prevent his wounds from healing. Of course, there had been times when his wounds were difficult to heal, but the other party’s cultivation level was usually much higher than his.

“Interdimensional flames,” Jiang Zhiyan made up a random name. “That demonic beast’s hide is much thicker than yours, I thought you would be a little stronger than it.”

He chuckled, as if trying to prove something, placed his hand on his abdomen, and the wound slowly healed, but his face also turned slightly pale. The rich demonic aura in the surroundings quickly restored his healthy complexion.

“Still not going to tell me your purpose?” Jiang Zhiyan looked at him.

The Northern Demon King’s personality was indeed as moody as described in the book, as long as he found something interesting, he wouldn’t get angry.

“I want something from the forbidden grounds of your Myriad Swords Sect.” He paused. “That thing was originally mine, you stole it, and I’m just taking it back, you should have heard of it, the Hexagonal Mirror.”

“Why should I help you?” Jiang Zhiyan touched the gun in her hand, which had already accumulated energy. “The fact that I dared to use the Demonic Sword shows that I don’t care if the news of me having it leaks out, it can’t threaten me.”

The Northern Demon King was already at peak Spirit Severing, one step away from Greater Mastery, his cultivation level ranked second in the entire Demon Realm, much stronger than that demonic beast. That beast’s talent wasn’t in its brains, the fact that the Demon King was injured by her gun was purely because he hadn’t been on guard against her.

If they really fought, it would be very difficult for the current Jiang Zhiyan. She wouldn’t have the chance to fire her gun, and he wouldn’t give her time to set up formations.

No matter how capable Sword Cultivators were at fighting across realms, a Golden Core cultivator was no match for someone close to Greater Mastery, the difference was too great. It was like a level one player fighting a max-level player in a game, no matter how skilled the level one player was, the max-level player could kill them with a single skill. And the Northern Demon King had lived for thousands of years…

Plus, pure-blooded demons had a natural advantage in the Demon Realm, they could heal their wounds infinitely, recover by devouring demonic creatures, and had special escape methods, it was very difficult to kill them completely.

If it weren’t for the demons’ natural advantages, the cultivation world would have attacked and annihilated them long ago, and the Demon Lord wouldn’t just be sealed.

However, she wasn’t afraid of him killing her directly. The forbidden grounds of the Myriad Swords Sect weren’t accessible to just anyone, not even Jiang Zhiyan, but as a direct disciple and a member of the Wei family, occasionally approaching the outer area wasn’t a problem. The Northern Demon King clearly couldn’t find another direct disciple like her.

No one else had such a significant weakness for him to exploit. Although Jiang Zhiyan didn’t mind the news being exposed, being targeted by the righteous sects was also troublesome, and clearly, the Demon King also knew this.

“Then what do you want?” The Northern Demon King waved his hand, and two chairs appeared beside them, then a group of people quickly brought in a table full of food.

Jiang Zhiyan sat down and glanced at the food in front of her. Due to the Demon Realm’s unique environment, the food that grew here all looked strange.

“Not daring to eat?”

“Indeed not daring to, it doesn’t look appetizing,” Jiang Zhiyan looked away, picked a few unique Demon Realm fruits from the table, and put them in her storage pouch.

“What are you doing?” The Demon King didn’t understand her actions.

“Taking them back for others to try, some people have eaten too many good things.” They should try something unappetizing.

Jiang Zhiyan glanced at Song Jin’yue, who was actually eating snacks, she didn’t know where she got them from, living such a comfortable life.

Demon King: ?

“Human cultivators have no taste,” the Demon King sneered. “Tell me, what do you want?”

“I’m thinking about what I need,” Jiang Zhiyan rested her chin on her hand. “But thinking about it, I don’t seem to need anything.”

After a few minutes, Jiang Zhiyan spoke again.

“How about this, I’ll make a list, you help me find the materials, and I’ll help you get the mirror.”

“What materials?”

Jiang Zhiyan took out paper and pen and quickly wrote down a long list, including materials she might need in the future, those that were relatively difficult to find, she listed them all, noting the quantity.

“You’re really asking for a lot,” the Demon King took the list, quickly scanned it, and sneered. “You know quite a bit.”

“Asking for a lot? If I’m discovered colluding with you, I won’t be able to stay in the cultivation world anymore, the price I’m paying is greater than yours, and these materials are also useful to you, even if I fail, you won’t lose anything.”

“And I can ask the Wei family to help me find these things, I’m doing something you can’t do yourself, and you’re doing something I can do.”

“No matter how you look at it, you’re the one who benefits, and you don’t even have to look for them yourself.”

Jiang Zhiyan looked at him, her reasoning sound.

“I thought you would rather die than submit,” the Demon King said, handing the list to a hand that appeared out of thin air. “The Myriad Swords Sect, huh…”

“I’m someone who can command the Demonic Sword,” Jiang Zhiyan stood up. Besides, she was originally a villain, it was normal for a villain to do villainous things.

The Hexagonal Mirror would appear sooner or later, it was better to exchange it for something she could use, a profitable deal.

However, she also had to focus on cultivating, this feeling of being suppressed was very unpleasant. She estimated that she would reach late Golden Core next month.

She was considering falling into demonic cultivation, the cultivation speed was much faster that way, and after some calculations, she realized it was the most cost-effective option for her, after all, she wouldn’t lose her mind just because she fell into demonic cultivation. The more she thought about it, the more suitable it seemed, the only problem was that it wasn’t very convenient for Song Jin’yue, the food in the Demon Realm didn’t seem to suit her taste.

The Demon King sent Jiang Zhiyan out. She took out her communication jade and messaged Su Huo, who had sent her eight hundred messages, clearly almost frantic with worry.

“I want to erase Su Huo’s memory,” Jiang Zhiyan looked at the messages Su Huo sent. “Or find some other excuse to deceive her.”

[Jiang Zhiyan: I’m out.]

[Su Huo: !!!]

[Su Huo: So fast? Are you okay? Where are you? I’ll come find you.]

Jiang Zhiyan sent her coordinates, and Su Huo quickly flew over.

“I’m fine, what happened to you?” Jiang Zhiyan looked at Su Huo, who looked even more disheveled than her.

“I was rolling around in the grass from anxiety,” Su Huo said, covering her forehead. “I was so worried, what was that thing?”

“An old friend needed my help with something,” Jiang Zhiyan said. “That’s why I told you not to contact anyone else.”

“No wonder no one came to kill me,” Su Huo breathed a sigh of relief. “No wonder you two can be friends, your way of doing things is so… absurd, you actually have friends in the Demon Realm?”

Jiang Zhiyan looked at Su Huo.

“Forget it, I won’t ask, I also have a few ex-lovers in the Demon Realm,” Su Huo waved her hand dismissively.

Jiang Zhiyan suddenly understood why the original owner and her could be friends.

Chapter 79: You Can Only Like Me (5)

The beast, noticing Jiang Zhiyan’s gaze, tried to cover its treasure with its body again, but the Demonic Sword, as if having gone mad, left numerous marks on the beast at an indiscernible speed, each strike with all its might.

A vortex formed around the Demonic Sword, absorbing the demonic aura in the surrounding area.

Jiang Zhiyan raised an eyebrow, stopped firing, and watched the Demonic Sword’s movements.

“The Demonic Sword is this powerful?” Jiang Zhiyan was a little surprised; it was much more powerful than she had imagined.

“You’ve triggered its competitive spirit,” the System commented. “As expected of the Demon Lord’s sword, its desire to win is so strong.”

“Is this the Demon Lord’s sword technique?” Jiang Zhiyan moved slightly in the air to avoid being accidentally injured.

“It should be,” the System said.

Jiang Zhiyan changed her angle to observe, silently memorizing the movements. The Demonic Sword itself was a sword, every strike imbued with sword intent, which materialized into a red entity, weaving into a large net due to its speed, and covering the beast.

Although the Demonic Sword was powerful, judging by the current situation, it could eventually wear down the beast, but the speed was too slow, Jiang Zhiyan didn’t have time to let it slowly kill the beast.

She aimed at the wounds the Demonic Sword had inflicted and fired a dozen shots in succession, blocking all escape routes, and finished it off.

The air was filled with the aroma of roasted meat, the flames on the demonic beast’s body still burning.

The Demonic Sword hovered in front of Jiang Zhiyan, defeated.

“That was very good,” Jiang Zhiyan said calmly. “My sword isn’t something just any sword can compare to, and I myself am very powerful.”

“Me.”

“Keep working hard, it’s fine if you can’t compare, swords don’t develop inner demons, but I don’t want you to break.” Jiang Zhiyan paused, then continued, “But you shouldn’t be that fragile, right?”

Demonic Sword: !!!

“Host, are you comforting it or provoking it?” the System asked, puzzled.

Although the Demonic Sword didn’t have a face, so she couldn’t see its expression, she could sense its emotions, it felt like it was at a disadvantage because of its halting speech. The Demonic Sword felt aggrieved, it had thought that displaying these moves would impress Jiang Zhiyan, but the other party had clearly seen more of the world.

No wonder this woman wasn’t impressed by the Demonic Sword at all.

Damn it.

The Demonic Sword felt like all those years buried underground were a waste, it was all the previous owner’s fault, being so easily suppressed.

Jiang Zhiyan put away the Demonic Sword, cleared the demonic aura it left behind, sprinkled some powder on the demonic beast’s corpse, and after watching it begin to decompose, she let Su Huo in.

Su Huo looked at the mountain-like demonic beast on the ground, then at Jiang Zhiyan, covering her nose and mouth: “Are… are you injured?”

“No,” Jiang Zhiyan took two pills. “Let’s go down, we have three days to finish this and go back.”

Jiang Zhiyan took out a pile of mining tools she bought from the black market from her storage pouch and gave them to Su Huo, along with ten storage pouches.

“You don’t mean for me to fill all of these, do you?” Su Huo was shocked. She checked the size of the storage pouches and gasped.

“Yes, I’ve modified these tools based on the characteristics of Star River Ore, they’re much more effective than ordinary tools, so it won’t be too difficult.” Jiang Zhiyan took out the remaining storage pouches. “I’ll be taking more than you.”

“Since it’s something you need, it’s only right that you take more,” Su Huo said, looking at the runes and strange things on the tools, not quite understanding, but judging by their shape, they should be used in the same way she understood.

“Has this place been mined before?” Su Huo looked into the pit, which was pitch black and terrifying.

“It was probably dug by this demonic beast, if it weren’t for this pit, we would have wasted a lot of time,” Jiang Zhiyan said, jumping down first.

Su Huo wanted to curse, but restrained herself.

What kind of lunatic was this, jumping down so casually? She thought Jiang Zhiyan would at least use her divine sense to check first.

She waited at the edge of the pit for a long time, but Jiang Zhiyan didn’t say anything.

“Is it safe down there?” Su Huo shouted down.

“It’s safe.”

“Did you land?” Su Huo continued to ask.

“I landed.”

Su Huo took a deep breath, mustered her courage, and jumped down.

“Ahhhhhhh!” Su Huo screamed. “It’s so high! Ahhhhhh!”

Su Huo fell freely. If Jiang Zhiyan hadn’t caught her with her sword, she felt like she might have broken her neck.

“Damn it.” Su Huo couldn’t hold back anymore. She looked at Jiang Zhiyan, wanting to complain, then saw that the other party had already dug out a pile of things, using her own sword.

“Don’t you Sword Cultivators say swords are very important?” Su Huo was puzzled.

“They are important,” Jiang Zhiyan agreed. “But time is more important right now, so I suggest you hurry up, we’re not leaving until we finish mining, and if anyone comes, my barrier can only buy us some time.”

“Damn it,” Su Huo felt like she had boarded a pirate ship. “I would rather have died earlier, so how much do you need?”

“The more the better.”

“Obviously,” Su Huo said, speechless.

Jiang Zhiyan didn’t say anything more and focused on mining, putting everything she could into the storage pouches. She planned to process them later after they left.

Su Huo had never done such strenuous work in her life.

“Why can’t you hire someone to do this since you’re so rich? There are plenty of people willing to do this kind of work,” Su Huo raised her hoe and slammed it down hard, taking three strikes to chisel off a piece of ore. The runes on the hoe activated when she used force, she suspected that if she used an ordinary hoe, she would have to strike hundreds of times.

“I brought you here because I trust you,” Jiang Zhiyan said. It wasn’t that she trusted Su Huo, but rather the character setting. “Other people…”

Su Huo wasn’t interested in how she found this place or how she killed the demonic beast, she hadn’t gone over to examine the sword marks when she entered, but other people might investigate, and if they did, there might be trouble.

She had also considered finding other people, but Jiang Zhiyan felt like she might not be able to resist killing them when they left.

That would be too troublesome.

Su Huo worked for a while, then rested, while Jiang Zhiyan had been working continuously for several hours, showing no signs of stopping. She had already filled six storage pouches and still had a pile of unprocessed ore beside her.

“Aren’t you tired? There’s no spiritual energy here,” Su Huo looked at Jiang Zhiyan. “Your recovery is too slow.”

“The pills I gave you are enough,” Jiang Zhiyan said, without looking up. “I have more if you run out, don’t save them.”

Su Huo got up again: “It is enough, but the demonic aura here still makes me very uncomfortable, I can’t compare to you, I’m just useless.”

“Help me mine properly, and I’ll give you a reward after we leave,” Jiang Zhiyan said.

“Hahaha,” Su Huo gave three dry laughs. “I’m not someone who’s easily swayed by money, and we’re friends, a reward or something…”

“You can take a bag and sell it, the money will be enough for you to pay off your debts and splurge for a while.”

Su Huo looked at Jiang Zhiyan and raised her hoe: “The border is under martial law now, I can only sell it later, if I sell it now, I’ll definitely be targeted.”

“It won’t be a problem, after I finish refining the sword, it’ll all be my responsibility, nothing to do with you.”

Jiang Zhiyan paused and frowned, looking in a certain direction.

“Speaking of which, is it really okay for us to just randomly dig like this? What if it collapses?” Su Huo looked up. “If it collapses, will we be able to get out?”

Jiang Zhiyan didn’t speak, just put the smaller storage pouches into the larger ones and put them away.

Su Huo: ?

Su Huo looked at Jiang Zhiyan, puzzled. Before she could react, she saw Jiang Zhiyan fly past her and slash at the darkness with her sword.

The sound of metal clashing came from the distance, stopping after two or three strikes, but even with just those few strikes, Su Huo felt the ground shake.

“There’s someone else here?” Su Huo quickly retreated, not forgetting to take her spoils with her, it wouldn’t be good if she lost even this little bit.

She took out her weapon – a light pink ribbon. Su Huo nervously stared into the unknown depths, regretting coming to the Demon Realm to try her luck, she definitely couldn’t defeat anything that could survive in this place.

“Do you need help?”

Su Huo asked nervously, she couldn’t see what was happening over there, although she was a cultivator, her cultivation level wasn’t high enough to penetrate the thick demonic aura.

“It’s fine,” Jiang Zhiyan said, looking down at the corpse at her feet and squatting down. “Just a corpse.”

“A reanimated corpse?” Su Huo asked, relieved.

“Who knows, maybe it’s the effect of the demonic aura,” Jiang Zhiyan examined it carefully. “Is there anything special about this person?”

“Yes… you just randomly killed a future mini-boss,” the System said, feeling weary.

“A human, not even a demon cultivator,” Jiang Zhiyan said thoughtfully, applying a bit of force with her hand, the corpse quickly turning into ashes. “He seems to have been here for a long time.”

“Because he’s a half-demon, he was here to awaken his demonic bloodline,” the System explained.

Jiang Zhiyan remembered who he was, this person would later stab Song Jin’yue twice. Her gaze turned colder: “He’s dead, so be it, the Demonic Sword has already appeared, a mini-boss dying isn’t a big deal, and who told him to run into me? I didn’t intend to kill him.”

She moved her foot, looked at the ashes on the ground, and turned to leave.

Su Huo, clutching her ribbon, her body still stiff, only relaxed after seeing that it was Jiang Zhiyan who came out.

“It’s fine, let’s hurry up and dig, there’s a passage over there, who knows what else might come out,” Jiang Zhiyan said.

“Huh?” Su Huo cursed inwardly.

Perhaps the sudden appearance of the corpse made Su Huo truly feel threatened, she suddenly became full of energy, but it still took her five days to fill the ten storage pouches, two whole days over the three-day limit.

But thankfully, there was no sense of time in this dark place, so Su Huo, who didn’t have a system, didn’t realize she had worked overtime, after all, mining always felt like an eternity.

“I feel like your mood has been getting worse these past few days,” Su Huo observed Jiang Zhiyan secretly.

“Mm.”

Jiang Zhiyan’s mood was indeed bad. Song Jin’yue had only contacted her once after she left, asking about dinner, and hadn’t contacted her since.

She checked Song Jin’yue’s situation every day, and clearly, whether she was there or not made no difference to her. She seemed to be living quite comfortably now, sometimes even humming, Jiang Zhiyan had been worried that she would be lonely, but now she felt like she could stay outside for another month without any problems.

“She probably doesn’t want me to go back,” Jiang Zhiyan said.

“Don’t think that way, most students don’t want to go back to school after the holidays,” the System drawled. “It’s normal, who can stand constant pop quizzes?”

Jiang Zhiyan checked the storage pouches, mentally calculating, figuring they should have enough: “How’s the situation outside the barrier? Has anyone discovered us?”

“Some demons passed by, but they didn’t pay much attention,” the System paused. “Or maybe they did and are waiting for you to come out.”

“Is there a difference between you saying it and not saying it?” Jiang Zhiyan said, speechless.

Su Huo originally wanted to say something, but noticing Jiang Zhiyan’s darkening expression, decided to keep quiet, she sensed danger from Jiang Zhiyan.

“Here,” Jiang Zhiyan took out a magic weapon and handed it to Su Huo.

“What’s this?” Su Huo took it and quickly estimated its value in her mind.

“If there’s trouble outside, just leave directly and contact the people at the border to pick you up,” Jiang Zhiyan said. “This can withstand a full-powered attack from a Spirit Severing cultivator.”

“Then what about you?”

“I’ll be fine,” Jiang Zhiyan looked at Su Huo. “Don’t tell anyone what we did today after we leave.”

“Don’t worry, of course I won’t, what if they capture me and make me lead them here? I’m not that stupid.” Su Huo paused and interrupted Jiang Zhiyan. “You better stop talking, people who say these kinds of lines usually die, I’ve read too many stories like that.”

The two made their preparations. As soon as the barrier opened, Jiang Zhiyan grabbed Su Huo and flew out. Su Huo was mentally prepared this time and didn’t scream, but she was still scared.

There were indeed demons waiting outside, but they only saw a streak fly past, too fast to see clearly, and then it disappeared without a trace, not even its aura remained. They roared in frustration, scaring the resting demonic beasts nearby, which scattered and fled.

“Holy shit, I saw demons, on that hilltop over there,” Su Huo covered her mouth. “I can actually see that far now, after staying in the mine for so long, my eyesight has actually improved? Incredible.”

“Staying in such an environment is a form of training, it’s normal,” Jiang Zhiyan narrowed her eyes. “You should run away on your own.”

“What?” Su Huo looked up, puzzled. The next second, she was kicked off the sword. As she fell, she saw a giant hand grab Jiang Zhiyan.

Su Huo’s jaw dropped.

“Don’t let anyone come rescue me,” these were Jiang Zhiyan’s last words.

“Damn it, I told you… not to say those kinds of lines.” Su Huo wanted to follow, but after thinking for a second, decided to leave first. A weakling like her would only be a burden to Jiang Zhiyan. As for whether to find someone to rescue her, she still needed to think about it.

But she was puzzled, why wasn’t anyone chasing her?

Was she really that worthless?

Chapter 78: You Can Only Like Me (4)

Jiang Zhiyan frowned: “How did she know I was in the Demon Realm?”

“Who knows, maybe you two are bound by some kind of contract?” the System speculated.

“I don’t think so,” Jiang Zhiyan looked at the communication jade. “If we were bound by a contract, how could I not know?”

“Is it possible that it’s not you who’s bound… but your communication jade?” The System checked Su Huo’s situation.

Jiang Zhiyan: ?

She looked at the communication jade in her hand and noticed a blinking red dot next to Su Huo’s name. She clicked on it, and seeing what popped up, she was a little shocked.

“Who designed this? It even has location sharing?” Jiang Zhiyan twitched slightly. “And it’s always been on.”

[Su Huo: Forget it, don’t come save me, I don’t think you’ll make it in time. If I die, half of my inheritance goes to Master, and half to you.]

After saying that, Su Huo sent her inheritance list.

Jiang Zhiyan looked at the list Su Huo sent and twitched the corner of her mouth again.

First item: Six men she was currently flirting with, followed by their names, heights, cultivation levels, sects, and personalities. Mm, there were even portraits, they all looked decent, but Jiang Zhiyan wasn’t interested.

Second item: Three magic weapons (worthless).

Third item: Owes sixty thousand spirit stones to the Wanbao Pavilion.

[Jiang Zhiyan: I’m coming to save you, pay your own debts.]

[Su Huo: Forget it, there are too many demonic beasts, you can’t beat them.]

Jiang Zhiyan put away the communication jade. She wasn’t particularly eager to save Su Huo, but she was going mining, and having an extra pair of hands would be helpful. It was really strange that the original owner would be friends with Su Huo.

The Joyful Union Sect wasn’t considered an evil sect in this world, but neither was it fully accepted by the righteous sects, both sides disliked it. The original owner was a direct disciple of the Myriad Swords Sect, one of the top sects in this world, currently the strongest in terms of overall strength.

Su Huo sat in the cave, looking at the cracks in the barrier, and sighed. As expected, one shouldn’t be too greedy, if she had left earlier, she wouldn’t be trapped here. She glanced at the storage pouches she had just found on the ground; if she could sell these, she would be able to pay off her debt to the Wanbao Pavilion.

Su Huo looked at the communication jade, at the red dot rapidly approaching, sat up, and took a deep breath.

She shouldn’t have told Jiang Zhiyan, what could a mere early Golden Core cultivator do? Was there someone else with her? Hopefully, there was, otherwise, they would both die here.

The demonic beasts outside suddenly became agitated and violent. Su Huo went to the edge of the barrier and saw a sword qi, with overwhelming force, clearing a path through the tide of demonic beasts.

Jiang Zhiyan landed gracefully. Before Su Huo could see clearly, with a flick of her wrist, she cut off the heads of three demonic beasts that were attacking her. She watched as one of the heads rolled to the barrier.

These demonic beasts understood the principle of seeking advantage and avoiding harm. Seeing Jiang Zhiyan’s power, they retreated two steps. Jiang Zhiyan swung her sword to the left, and they immediately turned and fled.

Su Huo’s jaw dropped even further, and she rushed out as soon as the barrier opened: “Did you break through?”

“No.”

“No? You seem much stronger than before.” Su Huo didn’t dwell on the question, exclaiming, “So cool, no wonder you dared to come alone, I’m almost in love with you, come here, let’s split the loot.”

“Split the loot?” Jiang Zhiyan asked back.

“No, I picked them up from the ground,” Su Huo pointed to a pile of storage pouches on the ground. “Their owners are all dead, so they unlocked automatically, I checked, there’s quite a bit of good stuff, and these storage pouches can be sold too, hehe.”

Jiang Zhiyan squatted down and checked, frowning: “Don’t sell the storage pouches.”

“What?”

“They have sect markings, just sell the contents inside.”

“Ah…” Su Huo sighed, slightly disappointed. “What are you doing in the Demon Realm? I remember the border is under martial law, does your brother know you’re here?”

“Mining Star River Ore, you’re coming with me.”

“Huh?” Su Huo frowned, her expression becoming serious. “Doesn’t that mean going deep into the Demon Realm? What if we can’t find it and can’t come back? Why do you suddenly need Star River Ore?”

“I want to refine a sword,” Jiang Zhiyan sheathed her sword. “Let’s go.”

Su Huo followed behind Jiang Zhiyan and couldn’t help but ask: “Just the two of us? Are you sure?”

“I’m sure.”

“The demonic beasts here are much stronger than the ones on the outskirts, think carefully.” Su Huo felt like Jiang Zhiyan wasn’t thinking straight, she hoped the other party would come to her senses.

“It won’t be a problem.”

“Actually, I don’t really want to go…” What was the difference between going deep into the Demon Realm and dying here?

Jiang Zhiyan looked back at Su Huo: “We really won’t die.”

“You came to save me because you wanted me to help you mine, right?” Su Huo suddenly understood.

Jiang Zhiyan didn’t speak.

“As expected.” Su Huo complained, then said melancholically, “Let’s go, if I die, remember to retrieve my body, I don’t want to be buried in the Demon Realm, take my body back and bury me somewhere with beautiful scenery.”

“I told you, we won’t die.” Jiang Zhiyan summoned her sword, seeing Su Huo slowly taking out her magic weapon, pulled her up, and said, “Hold on tight.”

“What?” Su Huo didn’t hear clearly.

The next second, the sword shot off, and Su Huo screamed.

The System, looking at Su Huo, silently lit a candle for her.

Su Huo had cultivated for many years, she also knew how to fly a sword and enjoyed soaring through the air, but compared to Jiang Zhiyan’s speed, she felt incredibly weak.

She squatted on the sword, then lay down on it, hugging it tightly.

“Can you slow down!” Su Huo shouted.

“No, we have to get there today.”

“Why are we in such a hurry?” Su Huo closed her eyes. Although there was a wind-blocking formation, she still felt like her face was being battered by the wind.

Jiang Zhiyan deliberately avoided the demon cities. If they flew over them, they might be discovered by the City Lords, which would be troublesome, she didn’t want to alert anyone.

“Most of the Star River Ore in the Demon Realm is controlled by the Demon Kings, where are we going to find unclaimed ore?” Su Huo sighed. “Isn’t your sword good enough?”

“It’s a gift,” Jiang Zhiyan said.

“For who?” Su Huo looked up sharply.

Now that there was gossip to listen to, she suddenly didn’t find the journey so terrifying.

“Someone you met the other day? There’s no need to give such an expensive gift,” Su Huo said. “Most of the people there are just casual acquaintances, not close friends.”

“No, I didn’t participate, I left directly,” Jiang Zhiyan said.

“It’s normal that you didn’t like anyone there, you’ve always had high standards.” Su Huo blinked. “So who is it? Don’t tell me it’s your brother? Is there someone I don’t know about? Haven’t you won them over yet? I can help you think of a way.”

“Song Jin’yue,” Jiang Zhiyan said, interrupting Su Huo’s baseless speculations.

Su Huo: ???

“Huh?” Su Huo was confused, thinking she had misheard. “You and her made up? Didn’t you want to kill her before?”

“Am I that vicious?”

“Probably,” Su Huo couldn’t see Jiang Zhiyan’s expression. “What are you thinking? That’s Star River Iron! Come to your senses, why not keep it and forge a sword for yourself? Don’t you also not have a natal magic weapon? The Song family is in decline now, you can just buy her a high-grade spiritual sword.”

“A high-grade spiritual sword will eventually need to be replaced, it’s better to go for the best right away.”

“Why are you suddenly so good to her? Does she have something on you?” Su Huo felt that she was quite clever, otherwise, she would have died long ago considering the things she had done, but she couldn’t understand the reason for Jiang Zhiyan’s change.

“No reason, I just want to give it to her.”

Su Huo was silent for a long time.

“I’m speechless, Song Jin’yue is muddle-headed, and you’re also muddle-headed, don’t criticize her anymore, is there any difference between you two? No.”

“I already have a natal magic weapon,” Jiang Zhiyan said.

“Haha,” Su Huo gave a dry laugh and lay down again.

“You can also use Star River Iron to refine a magic weapon.”

Su Huo closed her eyes: “Forget it, I’ll sell it, if I keep it, it’ll just be stolen, and our sect doesn’t have the ability to refine Star River Iron… wait, you mined this Star River Iron, who are you going to ask to refine it?”

“I’ll do it myself.”

Su Huo looked up at the back of Jiang Zhiyan’s head: “We’ve only been apart for a short time, why have you suddenly become so capable?”

“Improving secretly behind my back, I’ll rely on you in the future, protect me, thanks.” Su Huo looked down. “How can you tell the direction? The Demon Realm looks the same everywhere, have you been here before?”

“Just fly in that direction.”

Su Huo: …

She didn’t know how to retort.

Spiritual energy was scarce in the Demon Realm. Jiang Zhiyan took two Replenishing Spirit Pills along the way and flew straight to the location marked by the System.

Su Huo looked around, frowning: “It’s a good thing I have strong willpower, otherwise, I would have fallen into demonic cultivation on the spot.”

Jiang Zhiyan handed Su Huo a bottle of pills: “Take one every three hours.”

Su Huo opened the bottle, took a pill, and swallowed it. Her mind cleared up considerably, and she looked at Jiang Zhiyan: “If you like girls, do you want to consider me?”

Jiang Zhiyan ignored her and looked around.

The reddish-black land was cracked, and looking down, she couldn’t see the bottom, thick demonic aura occasionally erupting from the cracks. No one knew what was beneath the surface.

Only pure-blooded demons could adapt to this environment, even for ordinary demon cultivators, it was harsh and easy to lose their minds. It was a great challenge for Jiang Zhiyan and Su Huo.

“We can only stay here for three days at most,” Su Huo said. “So have you found the ore yet?”

“Over there,” Jiang Zhiyan pointed to a small hill not far away. “Underground.”

“How do we get down there?” Su Huo’s jaw dropped.

“Split it open,” Jiang Zhiyan said.

“Such a big commotion will definitely attract attention,” Su Huo frowned. “Think clearly.”

“We’ll use an array to cover the entire hill first.”

Su Huo extended her hand: “Please, I can’t help you with that, I can only be your manual laborer.”

“Mm,” Jiang Zhiyan nodded, but didn’t move.

This Star River Ore mine would eventually be claimed by the male lead. There was a monstrous beast guarding it, which was why the Demon Kings hadn’t touched it yet.

“Stay outside, there’s something inside the mountain, you can come in after I deal with it,” Jiang Zhiyan said.

“Okay,” Su Huo nodded vigorously. She wasn’t good at fighting, such things weren’t suitable for her. “Be careful.”

“Mm.” Jiang Zhiyan took out a chessboard from her storage pouch and flew to the top of the mountain. She threw the chessboard down, and it rapidly expanded, covering the mountain.

Su Huo watched from afar as Jiang Zhiyan tapped twice in the air and disappeared.

She wondered how much Jiang Zhiyan had spent on this Star River Ore. Su Huo looked around, took out her life-saving magic weapon, and concealed her aura. If she encountered any demons here, she would probably die.

Jiang Zhiyan surveyed the mountain in front of her, made a quick analysis, raised her sword, and slashed at the mountain several times. The mountain began to collapse, and a pure black demonic beast, covered in scales, jumped out and shook itself. It was half the size of the mountain, or perhaps, the mountain was formed because of it.

It opened its large mouth and roared at Jiang Zhiyan, clearly very unhappy about being woken up. She didn’t know how long it had been since it last brushed its teeth, the stench was overwhelming, thankfully Jiang Zhiyan had held her breath in advance.

“I want the Star River Ore,” Jiang Zhiyan said.

It roared again. Jiang Zhiyan threw the Demonic Sword she had prepared earlier. The beast’s eyes widened, and it closed its mouth, clearly recognizing the aura of the Demonic Sword. While it was stunned, she attacked the weak point marked by the System with her own sword.

Jiang Zhiyan’s sword intent was “destruction,” having nothing to do with “righteousness.” She couldn’t tell the beast’s cultivation level, after thirty or forty consecutive attacks, a wound finally appeared on its “weak point,” the difference in their strength was quite significant.

And it also reacted. There was only the Demonic Sword, no Demon Lord, and because of this, it became even more furious at this “little thief” who had taken the Demonic Sword and dared to provoke it.

Jiang Zhiyan nimbly dodged its attack and retrieved the Demonic Sword.

It roared; Jiang Zhiyan couldn’t understand its language, but she could sense its emotions, it was angry at the Demonic Sword.

The Demonic Sword also understood, but it felt wronged.

Jiang Zhiyan changed the direction of her sword, which transformed in her hand and rapidly absorbed energy from the surroundings. A second later, she fired an energy blast at the beast.

The blast pierced through the beast’s armor, the un extinguished flames burning its flesh and bones. The beast recoiled in pain, enraged, and lunged at her.

Jiang Zhiyan raised an eyebrow: “As expected, this thing is very useful.”

System: …

Where did Jiang Zhiyan get this cheat weapon?

The Demonic Sword, which had wanted to regain its face, was a bit dejected. It had once been the top weapon in both realms, but now it was surpassed by this unknown object.

“Me,” the Demonic Sword suddenly spoke.

Jiang Zhiyan: ?

The Demonic Sword flew out and stabbed into the beast’s left eye.

“Is this considered healthy competition?” Jiang Zhiyan fired a few more blasts at the beast, and the Demonic Sword, not to be outdone, stabbed into its right eye.

The beast wanted to swat the Demonic Sword to the ground, but the Demonic Sword was much more agile than this massive creature. During their struggle, it shifted its body, revealing a deep hole, from which a faint blue light emanated. A single blue light wasn’t very noticeable, but together, they looked like a galaxy.

Chapter 77: You Can Only Like Me (3)

Jiang Zhiyan nodded solemnly, but inwardly, she was quite pleased. With Wei Jingqian’s words, no one would question Song Jin’yue staying with her, no matter how long.

“Then Senior Sister Song will continue to stay with me for the time being,” Jiang Zhiyan frowned. “Otherwise, she’ll follow you to those dangerous places again.”

“Mm,” Wei Jingqian nodded.

Both of them were very satisfied with this arrangement for Song Jin’yue.

“Then please inform the Song family that Senior Sister Song will be staying with me recently,” Jiang Zhiyan said.

“Okay,” Wei Jingqian replied. “Were you injured in the Demon Realm?”

“No, I just exhausted my spiritual energy, thankfully I escaped quickly. If you insist on calling it an injury, it was just a minor scratch, it’s already completely healed.” Jiang Zhiyan sighed. “Sorry for troubling you, brother, I was scared when I suddenly saw so many demonic beasts.”

“It’s nothing, so many demonic beasts would be troublesome if they entered the cultivation world,” Wei Jingqian nodded. “Master is looking for me, I’ll be going now.”

Jiang Zhiyan smiled: “Then be careful, brother.”

“Mm,” Wei Jingqian nodded and quickly left.

It was clear that talking to her for so long had already reached his limit.

Jiang Zhiyan was in a particularly good mood. Wei Jingqian had informed the Song family, so no one would question Song Jin’yue staying with her, even for ten or eight years. After all, it was normal for cultivators to be in seclusion for ten or even decades.

She picked out a book on body refining and a few other books on formations and took them back.

Song Jin’yue practiced her swordsmanship for a while, then worked on her assignment. She had almost used up all the paper Jiang Zhiyan left her, and still hadn’t written anything. Seeing Jiang Zhiyan return, her expression fell.

“I ran into my brother.”

Song Jin’yue’s expression changed, looking at her with anticipation.

“He strongly approves of you staying with me, and he’s already informed the Song family.”

Song Jin’yue felt her vision darken.

“He said it’s very unsafe outside now, there are many demons roaming around, so we should stay here and cultivate in peace.”

“It’s precisely because there are demons roaming around that we should go out…”

“They’re all demons with higher cultivation levels than us,” Jiang Zhiyan looked at Song Jin’yue. “If you go out now, you’ll just be cannon fodder. If something happens, someone will have to rescue you.”

Jiang Zhiyan paused, then continued: “If you want to save the world, then you should cultivate diligently.”

Song Jin’yue interrupted Jiang Zhiyan: “Eight hours is enough.”

She was afraid Jiang Zhiyan would make her cultivate for nine hours.

“He asked me to give you an apology gift.”

Song Jin’yue looked at her expectantly again.

“I kept it for myself,” Jiang Zhiyan said, watching Song Jin’yue’s expression fall again. “But I’ll give you another gift.”

Song Jin’yue looked at Jiang Zhiyan suspiciously.

“Aren’t you looking forward to it?” Jiang Zhiyan placed the books she found on the table.

“Don’t tell me it’s these…” Song Jin’yue looked at the books on the table; she thought it was very likely, Jiang Zhiyan might even list a hundred benefits of these books to persuade her.

“Of course not.”

Song Jin’yue breathed a sigh of relief: “Then I’m suddenly looking forward to it, what are these?”

“Things you need to read,” Jiang Zhiyan sat down at the stone table.

“What is ‘Golden Dragon Indestructible Body’? Why does it sound so…” Song Jin’yue looked at Jiang Zhiyan.

“To remove the ink on your face,” Jiang Zhiyan said. “You have two choices now, either you break through to Nascent Soul and use heavenly tribulation to cleanse your body, or you refine your body, choose.”

As she spoke, Jiang Zhiyan placed a mirror in front of Song Jin’yue.

It was very effective. Song Jin’yue glanced at the mirror and quickly looked away, then sighed softly: “Forget it, is body refining included in the eight hours?”

“Yes.”

“Then I’ll do it,” Song Jin’yue quickly made up her mind. “Are you joining me?”

“I’ll watch you, you can use your spiritual energy while cultivating.”

“Then what about these books on formations…” Song Jin’yue asked tentatively.

“You need to read them, to supplement the elder’s lecture today. Hand in your summary of today’s lesson within three days.”

Song Jin’yue breathed a sigh of relief: “Three days is good, three days is good.”

“From now on, hand in a summary every three days,” Jiang Zhiyan pointed at the books on the table.

Song Jin’yue felt her vision darken again.

“Five hundred words or less.”

“It would be better if you didn’t set a word limit.” Song Jin’yue held her head and looked up at Jiang Zhiyan. “Do you even understand all this? Don’t tell me you just don’t want to read them yourself and want me to read them, so you can just read the summaries.”

Jiang Zhiyan looked at Song Jin’yue: “Why don’t you shout for help and see if anyone comes to rescue you? If no one does, it means I’m pretty good at this.”

Song Jin’yue looked around the courtyard and sighed.

“And your summary…” Jiang Zhiyan looked at what Song Jin’yue had written. “This is a draft, right?”

Song Jin’yue: ???

“How can you be so hurtful?” Although it was indeed a draft.

“Let’s eat,” Jiang Zhiyan said.

Song Jin’yue’s anger instantly subsided, waiting for Jiang Zhiyan to take out the food box.

Eating was the highlight of her day, she took a deep breath, inhaling the aroma of the food, her body and mind relaxing.

“Do you eat this well every day at the Myriad Swords Sect?”

“What are you thinking about?” Jiang Zhiyan sat opposite Song Jin’yue. “I order all this from the restaurants down the mountain every day, ten thousand mid-grade spirit stones a month, and sometimes I have to pay extra for high-quality ingredients.”

Song Jin’yue’s eyes widened slightly: “Ten thousand mid-grade spirit stones.”

That was enough to support the entire Song family for more than a year with their current situation. Song Jin’yue felt like every bite was money, if it wasn’t considered impolite, she would have drunk the soup too.

“Practice hard, or I’ll lower the food budget.”

Song Jin’yue suddenly felt guilty.

“I have to go out in a couple of days.”

“Didn’t he say it’s best not to go out?” Song Jin’yue frowned, looking at Jiang Zhiyan. “If it’s safe outside, you should just stay here.”

“Are you concerned about me?” Jiang Zhiyan looked at Song Jin’yue.

Song Jin’yue pursed her lips: “No.”

She continued nonchalantly: “If something happens to you, I won’t be able to leave.”

“Oh, that won’t happen, if I die, the barrier will disappear, and the restriction on you will also disappear,” Jiang Zhiyan explained.

Song Jin’yue paused, looked up, Jiang Zhiyan was looking at her, her gaze calm, she quickly lowered her head again, not saying anything.

“She probably won’t attack you, right?” the System said.

“No,” Jiang Zhiyan picked up a strangely shaped piece of food. “The probability of her being able to kill me in her current state is less than 0.01 percent.”

“I thought you were confident that she wouldn’t attack you.”

“I’d rather she attacked me, she would definitely wake up then.”

System: ???

“You’re actually hoping for that?” The System looked at Song Jin’yue again, silently praying that she wouldn’t attack Jiang Zhiyan. Jiang Zhiyan was already crazy, although she said that now, if Song Jin’yue actually attacked… the System felt like it should prepare to escape this world.

Although Jiang Zhiyan left, she still assigned homework and even a supervisor, a small wooden puppet.

“Is this a puppet? Can it talk?” Song Jin’yue looked at it curiously, she had heard that some families kept such puppets, obedient and tight-lipped.

“It can’t talk, but it can spar with you. I was afraid you’d be bored, so I specifically found it in the storage room, I used it when I was young,” Jiang Zhiyan said.

“You didn’t have to add that last sentence,” Song Jin’yue looked up.

“I just wanted to tell you it’s very safe, don’t overthink it,” Jiang Zhiyan took out a few talismans. “These are Cleaning Talismans for you, just tear them to use them.”

“You’ve really gone to great lengths to avoid removing the restriction on me, even improving the talismans.” Song Jin’yue pretended to wipe away tears. “I’m so touched.”

“If there’s an emergency, just call me in your mind,” Jiang Zhiyan said. Song Jin’yue subconsciously looked at her palm. “What is that rune exactly?”

“It doesn’t have a name, I designed it specifically for you, you can name it.”

“I don’t even know what it does, and you want me to name it…” Song Jin’yue muttered, twitching the corner of her mouth. “You’ve really put in a lot of effort to trap me, creating all sorts of things.”

“You can sleep on the bed after I leave,” Jiang Zhiyan checked her storage pouch.

“Ha, I won’t,” Song Jin’yue snorted softly.

“You can take a look at my bed before you say that,” Jiang Zhiyan said seriously. “After all, you also said you wouldn’t eat at first.”

Song Jin’yue looked away uncomfortably. She had never been to the other side of the screen during her stay here.

“Don’t worry, I won’t know if you sleep on my bed,” Jiang Zhiyan smiled. “So whether you sleep or not, I’ll assume you did, so just sleep peacefully.”

Song Jin’yue: ?

What strange logic.

Jiang Zhiyan left. Song Jin’yue watched the barrier open and close in front of her, looked around the courtyard, and suddenly felt it was a bit empty, even though Jiang Zhiyan had left many times before, it hadn’t felt like this.

Song Jin’yue suspected she had developed some kind of problem from being oppressed by Jiang Zhiyan, otherwise, why would she feel this way?

She looked back at the door, thought for a few seconds, then walked inside, cautiously approaching the screen. She felt like Jiang Zhiyan might jump out at any moment, but fortunately, she didn’t.

The spiritual energy behind the screen seemed to be richer than elsewhere. Song Jin’yue’s gaze quickly fell on the bed, her jaw dropping slightly. It was a large bed made of spirit stones, high-grade spirit stones, and there was a formation nearby, gathering the spiritual energy emanating from the bed within this area. When she stepped into the formation, she instantly felt refreshed.

Cultivating in such a place would greatly increase her cultivation speed. It was too extravagant, Song Jin’yue clicked her tongue, such a large bed made of a single piece of high-grade spirit stone could be exchanged for a luxurious airship, yet it was being used as a bed here.

She often followed Wei Jingqian around, and his lifestyle wasn’t as extravagant as Jiang Zhiyan’s. Song Jin’yue sat on the bed, yawned, and couldn’t resist lying down.

After the time it took an incense stick to burn, she was startled awake by Jiang Zhiyan’s voice.

“You started sleeping not long after I left? Eight hours a day, if you don’t complete it, you’ll have to make it up double when I get back, Golden Core cultivators can go without sleep for a long time.”

Song Jin’yue sat up and angrily left the room.

She picked up her sword, went to the courtyard, practiced for half an hour, then suddenly realized she hadn’t asked Jiang Zhiyan when she would be back or where she was going.

She figured it probably wouldn’t be too long.

“Jiang Zhiyan, Jiang Zhiyan.”

“What is it?” Jiang Zhiyan asked.

“What am I eating for lunch?”

“Someone will send it to you through a small teleportation array.”

“Huh?” Song Jin’yue thought she had misheard, she suddenly felt like she didn’t have to eat this meal. “That’s too troublesome, just let me eat in the cafeteria, I really won’t run away.”

“I’ve already paid.”

“Fine.” Song Jin’yue was shocked, how much money did the Wei family and the Myriad Swords Sect give Jiang Zhiyan to be this extravagant?

Jiang Zhiyan didn’t say anything more, she stood on her sword and flew southeast, if there was a speed limit in the cultivation world, she would be fined into bankruptcy at this speed.

She was going to refine a sword for Song Jin’yue and do some business along the way, like setting up teleportation arrays, selling talismans, which could earn her quite a bit.

“Can’t you be a little more frugal?” The System said helplessly.

“I can’t,” Jiang Zhiyan looked at her storage pouch. “It’s fine, I’ll ask the male lead for more after I run out.”

The Wei family owned spirit stone mines, and Jiang Zhiyan and Wei Jingqian each had a fixed monthly quota. Wei Jingqian never used up his quota, so he had quite a bit saved up. The original owner also often asked him for money, so it wouldn’t be strange for her to do the same now, it would be strange if she suddenly stopped asking.

Hearing Jiang Zhiyan’s reasoning, the System was speechless. The original owner was a big spender, but she was still no match for Jiang Zhiyan.

The main material Jiang Zhiyan needed for refining the sword this time was a rare ore, and that ore could only be found in the Demon Realm. Just as a lotus flower emerges from mud unstained, Star River Iron emerged from the Demon Realm without demonic aura. It was not only difficult to find, but also difficult to refine from Star River Ore.

Because of the System and the script, finding rare ores wasn’t difficult for Jiang Zhiyan. The relationship between the Demon Realm and the cultivation world was indeed very tense recently, although the border had been under martial law before, it wasn’t this strict. But the border was so long, she could always find a way in.

“Host, what if you can’t come back?” the System was a little worried.

“How could I not be able to come back?” Jiang Zhiyan looked down at the land of the Demon Realm. It bordered the cultivation world, but the two sides were completely different. From the sky, she could see the clear dividing line and the sect disciples patrolling the border.

The Demonic Sword in her Sea of Consciousness started to get excited.

“I’m about to refine a sword for someone, you wouldn’t want to be the raw material,” Jiang Zhiyan warned.

“West.”

“I’m not looking for the Demon Lord, with the Demonic Sword’s appearance, there must be many people guarding him, and why would I go looking for him for no reason?”

Jiang Zhiyan flew towards the heart of the Demon Realm. According to the book, the Star River Ore was located in the deepest part of the Demon Realm. The Demon Realm was sparsely populated, with few demon cultivator settlements, most of the time, you could only see groups of demonic beasts running across the reddish-black land.

[Su Huo: Are you in the Demon Realm?]

Jiang Zhiyan looked at the message that suddenly popped up on her communication jade. This person was her friend.

[Su Huo: Save me, save me, save me! I’m also in the Demon Realm.]

Chapter 76: You Can Only Like Me (2)

Although they were all her favorites, Song Jin’yue ate very reservedly, since she had initially said she wouldn’t eat. However, her restraint was only in her demeanor, she still ate her fill.

Before the Song family’s decline, Song Jin’yue used to eat like this. After their decline, she rarely ate; after all, she had reached the Fasting stage, where one abstains from food, and culinary desires had to give way to more important pursuits.

Seeing that Song Jin’yue had eaten her fill, Jiang Zhiyan handed her a pill: “This aids digestion, it’s inconvenient to practice swordsmanship when you’re full.”

Song Jin’yue wanted to say that she wasn’t full, but glancing at the food on the table, then at Jiang Zhiyan’s empty bowl, she suddenly felt a bit full.

She felt embarrassed inwardly, but maintained a calm facade, taking the pill. Just as she was about to put it in her mouth, she suddenly realized something and stopped.

Why did she trust Jiang Zhiyan so much? What if there was something wrong with the pill?

“The poison is in the food,” Jiang Zhiyan said.

Song Jin’yue was stunned for a second, looked up, met Jiang Zhiyan’s indifferent gaze, and suddenly realized that Jiang Zhiyan was probably mocking her. She put the pill in her mouth.

It was a high-grade pill. After taking it, her full stomach felt comfortable, and even the fatigue from practicing swordsmanship yesterday lessened considerably.

“Okay, you can go practice your swordsmanship now,” Jiang Zhiyan said, looking at Song Jin’yue’s expression, then paused. “You can rest for the time it takes an incense stick to burn, you just woke up, you shouldn’t be tired.”

“Nascent Soul cultivators in your Myriad Swords Sect can take disciples, right?” Song Jin’yue asked.

Jiang Zhiyan nodded.

“I wonder who will be lucky enough to have you as their master,” Song Jin’yue smiled.

“Hopefully, it’s a diligent disciple,” Jiang Zhiyan also looked at her with a smile. “Go practice your swordsmanship, the break time isn’t included in the eight hours. When your swordsmanship is up to par, I’ll remove the restriction.”

“What’s considered ‘up to par’?” Song Jin’yue asked. Jiang Zhiyan’s words sounded like empty promises from the current family head, who had told her that once her cultivation reached a certain level, they would gather materials to help her refine a celestial-grade sword. She had now reached Golden Core, but they hadn’t even started gathering the materials. Usually, a cultivator should choose their natal magic weapon by the Golden Core stage at the latest.

Jiang Zhiyan took Song Jin’yue’s sword and glanced at it. It was a very ordinary spiritual sword.

Song Jin’yue watched Jiang Zhiyan; she wanted to see what was so special about her. Jiang Zhiyan casually swung the sword at a nearby rockery. She frowned, then her eyes widened. A clear sword mark appeared on the rockery, which split in two along the mark, the upper half turning into dust, while the lower half seemed unaffected.

“No spiritual energy, yet there’s sword intent.” Jiang Zhiyan returned the sword to her. “Returning to the basics, it’s more difficult to sense sword intent, you practice first, I’ll create a training plan for you in the next few days.”

“But sword intent isn’t something you can grasp at Nascent Soul…”

Jiang Zhiyan looked at Song Jin’yue.

Song Jin’yue’s mind was in a mess.

Was Jiang Zhiyan the only absurd one in the entire Myriad Swords Sect, or was the entire sect absurd?

The most famous disciple of the Myriad Swords Sect was Wei Jingqian, who had caused a sensation in the cultivation world by comprehending sword intent at late Golden Core. And now Jiang Zhiyan, only at early Golden Core, had also done it. Jiang Zhiyan was famous, considered a genius, but she had never heard of Jiang Zhiyan having any other extraordinary abilities, she was mostly known for her bad temper.

Was she hiding her true abilities?

Judging by Jiang Zhiyan’s demeanor, she didn’t seem to think comprehending sword intent at Golden Core was anything special, perhaps it was common in the Myriad Swords Sect?

Song Jin’yue suddenly felt that the Song family’s revival was a distant dream, even the usually amiable disciples of the Myriad Swords Sect seemed mysterious now.

“What are you thinking about?” Jiang Zhiyan looked at Song Jin’yue’s expression.

Song Jin’yue shook her head: “Do you think I can comprehend sword intent at Golden Core?”

“Why not?”

Song Jin’yue: As expected.

“Very few people in the cultivation world can comprehend sword intent at Golden Core,” Song Jin’yue said tactfully.

“Do you think you can’t?” Jiang Zhiyan looked into Song Jin’yue’s eyes. “If you back down again, it’ll be nine hours a day.”

Song Jin’yue: !!!

“Begin,” Jiang Zhiyan put down her hand, sat on a stone stool, and took out a stack of paper and a bottle of ink.

Song Jin’yue looked at Jiang Zhiyan, holding back her anger, and at the sword in her hand.

She still had to practice hard, not for anything else, but so that one day she could beat Jiang Zhiyan up.

Once she had a goal, this tedious practice suddenly didn’t seem so difficult to accept.

“Are you sure this won’t make your relationship even more strained?” The System was a little worried.

“I’m not forcing her to do anything else,” Jiang Zhiyan looked at the paper on the table. “If anyone asks later, I’ll just say I was doing this for her own good.”

“Huh?” The System felt like that sounded a bit strange. “Then what’s the real reason you’re making her train?”

Jiang Zhiyan didn’t speak, took out a stack of paper, and only used three sheets in the end.

After writing, she glanced at Song Jin’yue in the distance and started meditating on a cushion in the courtyard, trying to communicate with the Demonic Sword in the System space.

“Enter my Sea of Consciousness,” Jiang Zhiyan said.

“Host, your communication is too forceful.” Was this considered communication? It was more like an order.

The Demonic Sword clearly wasn’t willing, it had high standards, someone who had just entered Golden Core like Jiang Zhiyan wasn’t even within its consideration for a contractor.

“I don’t want to form a contract with you, I just want you to stay in my Sea of Consciousness for a while, and I’ll release you when the time is right,” Jiang Zhiyan said.

“I advise you to make a choice while I’m still talking nicely, otherwise, I’ll melt you down,” Jiang Zhiyan said. The fan, which was in the same compartment as the Demonic Sword, transformed and started charging its laser cannon.

Demonic Sword: …

It finally compromised.

Because it could sense that the attack from that strange object could actually melt it down, and the Demonic Sword and its contractor mutually benefited each other. Without a contractor, it would become much weaker.

“Saved some spirit stones, no need to go to the Demon Realm,” Jiang Zhiyan directly transferred the Demonic Sword to her Sea of Consciousness.

The size of one’s Sea of Consciousness was related to their cultivation level. The Demonic Sword had been in a small compartment for several days, and now it had to be transferred to an even smaller place, it felt like its sword life was hopeless.

However, after entering, it was a bit shocked.

This was a Golden Core cultivator’s Sea of Consciousness?

The Demonic Sword suspected that Jiang Zhiyan was an old monster who had taken over a young girl’s body. It had originally wanted to cause some trouble, but now it became obedient, when under someone’s roof, one had to lower their head.

The first time Jiang Zhiyan looked inside her Sea of Consciousness, she was also a little surprised. It wasn’t the size of a Golden Core cultivator’s. Her Sea of Consciousness was like a vast starry sky, a Golden Core like a sun in the center, emitting a simple and unadorned light.

But she had read her character profile several times, extracting all the information related to herself, and hadn’t found any hidden identity.

The System didn’t know why either.

Jiang Zhiyan suspected that this was another merged world, but fortunately, she had never been to this world before, so there wouldn’t be a doomsday scenario.

Jiang Zhiyan also placed her commonly used weapons into her Sea of Consciousness. The Demonic Sword circled the fan twice; it had been observing this object for a long time and still couldn’t figure out what material it was made of, and it had lived for a very long time.

“Don’t release your demonic aura, if you expose us, we’ll die together,” Jiang Zhiyan warned. Hearing no response, she frowned. “Can’t you talk?”

“Yes.”

“Then why don’t you talk?” Jiang Zhiyan asked.

“Mm.”

Jiang Zhiyan: ?

“Can you only speak one word at a time?”

“Yes.”

“Okay.”

Jiang Zhiyan: …

She remembered that the book did mention that the Demon Lord didn’t like to talk, so did that make his sword’s speech also halting? It was absurd. Later, it followed the male lead, who wasn’t talkative either, no wonder she hadn’t seen the Demonic Sword speak much in the book. She flipped through the book, and it really was all single words.

The outside world was in chaos, while Jiang Zhiyan’s small courtyard was peaceful and quiet.

“The elders will be back the day after tomorrow, accompany me to class then.”

“Huh?” Song Jin’yue looked up. “Is that included in the eight hours?”

These past two days, her cultivation time had exceeded eight hours. She thought Jiang Zhiyan was joking, but she was serious, and she would even accompany her, but their cultivation progress was completely different.

She could sense that Jiang Zhiyan had already reached mid-Golden Core, her cultivation speed astonishing. Of course, she herself had also made progress. Although she still hadn’t comprehended sword intent, her control over the sword had clearly improved. Jiang Zhiyan rarely gave her guidance, occasionally saying a few words, but they were very effective.

“Yes, including break time,” Jiang Zhiyan said.

For the first time in days, Song Jin’yue gave a genuine smile.

Staying with Jiang Zhiyan was truly arduous, even her initial days of cultivation hadn’t been this hard.

“Then are you going to remove the restriction?” Song Jin’yue looked at Jiang Zhiyan expectantly.

“It’s a theory class,” Jiang Zhiyan looked at Song Jin’yue.

Song Jin’yue: …

She didn’t answer, but the implication was clear.

“Didn’t we already make the conditions for removing the restriction clear?” Jiang Zhiyan smiled. “If I remove it now, what if you go find Wei Jingqian?”

“I won’t go find him.” Song Jin’yue did want to run away, Jiang Zhiyan seemed too dangerous, although she hadn’t done anything yet, what about the future?

Jiang Zhiyan brushed a strand of hair from Song Jin’yue’s shoulder: “I don’t believe you, just stay with me, don’t think about running away.”

Song Jin’yue forced a smile.

After being confined in the courtyard for several days, Song Jin’yue felt like each day was a year. When she left the courtyard, she took a deep breath.

“Feels like being reborn?” Jiang Zhiyan asked.

Song Jin’yue was about to nod, then stopped herself: “Thanks to you.”

She followed Jiang Zhiyan. They walked to class. Along the way, Song Jin’yue looked for opportunities to ask for help, but several groups of people greeted Jiang Zhiyan, completely ignoring her. By the third group, she was certain, these people couldn’t see her.

“What did you do?” Song Jin’yue grabbed Jiang Zhiyan’s arm.

“We’re going to an inner sect class, outsiders aren’t usually allowed to audit inner sect classes,” Jiang Zhiyan looked at Song Jin’yue. “So I had to use this method.”

“Are you sure they won’t notice?”

“Do you really think no one knows that I confined you in the courtyard?” Jiang Zhiyan retorted. “They just don’t want to interfere.”

Those higher-ups didn’t really care about the affairs of those below them. As long as Jiang Zhiyan maintained appearances, they would pretend not to see. After all, they were too busy with their own cultivation, who had time to deal with such trivial matters, especially now with the Demonic Sword’s appearance, there were many things to be wary of.

Song Jin’yue’s smile instantly disappeared: “So you deliberately didn’t use your sword and walked here to tell me that any resistance is futile?”

“No, I’m just telling you that the only way to resist is to rely on yourself.”

Song Jin’yue: …

“Your way of showing affection is quite unique.” Song Jin’yue sighed softly, giving up, her posture slumping.

“What do you like about my brother?” Jiang Zhiyan asked.

“We’re engaged.”

“So you don’t like him?” Jiang Zhiyan looked over.

“I don’t know,” Song Jin’yue blinked. “He’s very capable, the Song family needs him.”

They had already arrived at the classroom. Many people were already there. Seeing Jiang Zhiyan enter, they were a little surprised, then stood up to greet her. Jiang Zhiyan nodded coldly, and those people, clearly used to it, didn’t mind, sitting down and continuing their previous conversations.

Jiang Zhiyan sat down in the first row.

“Where do I sit?”

Jiang Zhiyan tapped the seat to her left.

“Is no one sitting here?” Song Jin’yue was puzzled.

She quickly learned the answer, no one wanted to sit near Jiang Zhiyan, the area around her was a vacuum.

Every disciple who entered would greet her, those who were bolder would say a few more words, some would run away after greeting her, many seemed enthusiastic, but no one took the initiative to sit next to her.

She knew Jiang Zhiyan had a bad reputation, but she didn’t expect it to be this bad.

Song Jin’yue looked at Jiang Zhiyan, who didn’t seem to care at all.

“Why are you looking at me? Are there words on my face? Look at the front,” Jiang Zhiyan asked.

Song Jin’yue: …

As expected, there was a reason for her bad reputation.

“Always so irritable,” Song Jin’yue muttered.

“Don’t talk during class.”

Song Jin’yue took a deep breath.

“I’ll test you on the lesson after we get back, you don’t have paper or pen, I suggest you listen carefully and memorize everything.”

“How can I memorize all that?”

“I believe in your memory,” Jiang Zhiyan said.

Song Jin’yue didn’t even have that much faith in her own memory, she didn’t know where Jiang Zhiyan’s confidence came from.

“What is she planning to do in this world?” Jiang Zhiyan took a deep breath.

“The female lead’s persona is lovestruck, she’s currently in the lovestruck reserve,” the System said. “Calm down, it’s still the female lead’s persona acting up, it’ll be fine once she wakes up.”

Jiang Zhiyan also thought she wouldn’t care, but looking at Xie Liaoyi’s face, it was difficult not to care.

Perhaps because of Jiang Zhiyan’s “after-class test,” Song Jin’yue was very attentive afterwards, trying to memorize every word the elder teaching the class said.

The elder on the stage felt a strange gaze on her, but when she looked around, she didn’t see many particularly attentive students, but she did catch a few sleeping.

She usually didn’t pay attention to what the disciples were doing during class, but today, after taking a closer look, she found so many of them slacking off.

She decided to ignore it next class; it was too frustrating.

After a morning of classes, Song Jin’yue felt even more tired than after practicing her swordsmanship.

“Hungry and sleepy.”

On the way back, they flew on their swords. Song Jin’yue sat on Jiang Zhiyan’s sword, her eyes blank, as if her soul had been sucked out.

“Did you memorize everything?”

“Hm?” Song Jin’yue looked up.

“Summarize it,” Jiang Zhiyan said.

“Let me think about it.”

“You can also write it down for me, no more than one thousand words, it won’t be counted towards the eight hours.”

Song Jin’yue’s jaw dropped slightly.

“If I’m still weak after being oppressed… I mean, supervised by you like this, will you kill me?” Song Jin’yue looked up.

“I like you, how could I kill you?”

“Your words don’t sound very convincing.”

“Hold on tight,” Jiang Zhiyan said.

“Hm?”

The next second, the two plummeted from the sky, landing in the courtyard.

Song Jin’yue covered her mouth, stopping herself from screaming. The two landed perfectly; clearly, Jiang Zhiyan hadn’t lost control of her sword, she was just that good, and she did it on purpose.

Jiang Zhiyan looked at Song Jin’yue: “Was that fun?”

“It was fun, it would have been better if you had given me a warning.” Song Jin’yue patted her chest. “What are we eating for lunch?”

“I’ll go get it, you start on your homework.”

Song Jin’yue’s expression fell. She considered herself quite old, capable of handling things independently in the Song family, but in front of Jiang Zhiyan, she still seemed like a child, a child under strict control. She couldn’t resist, even though the other party kept encouraging her to.

She resignedly sat down at the table, glanced at the things Jiang Zhiyan had placed on the table, and was a little surprised. She flipped through them; they were cultivation records, although there was no name on them, she knew at a glance that they were Jiang Zhiyan’s records of her own progress.

Song Jin’yue bit her lip and sat down obediently.

She had originally wanted to slack off, but suddenly felt like she should do it properly. There was no point in opposing Jiang Zhiyan, it was better to take this opportunity to improve herself, a free master was not to be wasted.

She sighed; she had also overheard the disciples’ conversations earlier.

Wei Jingqian was back, but he hadn’t come looking for her, clearly he didn’t care.

Song Jin’yue shook her head, picked up the brush, and was about to start writing, but she remained motionless for a long time, not writing a single word.

If there was no word limit, she would know how to write this summary, but now with the word limit, she found it even more difficult. The elder had lectured on formations today, covering a lot of content, it was difficult to condense all the essence into a thousand words, it had to be the essence of the essence.

She rested her chin on her hand and yawned.

When Jiang Zhiyan returned, she saw Song Jin’yue asleep on the table, she didn’t know how she managed to fall asleep like that, the brush tip resting on her face, a large ink stain on half her cheek.

“Song Jin’yue.”

Hearing Jiang Zhiyan’s voice, Song Jin’yue immediately sat up straight: “What’s wrong?”

“Do you know that my ink normally doesn’t fade for a thousand years?”

Song Jin’yue realized something, took out a mirror, looked at her face, opened her mouth, and her face paled. She immediately took a handkerchief to wipe it off, originally, only a quarter of her face had ink on it, but after wiping, half her face was covered, and even her hand was stained.

Song Jin’yue asked Jiang Zhiyan to cast the Cleaning Spell several times, but even after dozens of times, it only faded slightly, and at first glance, there was no difference.

“What do we do?” Song Jin’yue suddenly wished she was a snake demon and could shed her skin, how could she face anyone with such a large ink stain on her face?

“Let’s eat first, I’ll think of a way,” Jiang Zhiyan glanced at Song Jin’yue’s face, couldn’t bear to look, turned away, covered her mouth, and laughed.

Song Jin’yue’s tears fell, she was very upset, but it didn’t affect her appetite, her life was already miserable, and having an ink stain on her face made it even more miserable, if she didn’t even eat, then there would be no joy left at all.

“I’m going to the library, you can cultivate on your own, don’t slack off, I’m watching,” Jiang Zhiyan said.

“I know, don’t suddenly transmit your voice to me, I’m scared.”

Jiang Zhiyan left. Actually, she already had a solution when she saw the ink on Song Jin’yue’s face.

It just so happened that Song Jin’yue was still too idle, so she planned to go to the library and find a suitable body refining technique for her. Body refining involved shedding a layer of skin each time, perfect for her situation. Song Jin’yue would probably have to refine her body five times to completely remove the ink.

Jiang Zhiyan swore she didn’t do it on purpose. The original owner was so rich that she only used high-quality items, who would have thought someone could sleep with a brush on their face?

“Jiang Zhiyan.”

Jiang Zhiyan had just reached the third floor of the library when she heard someone call her name. She looked over and saw Wei Jingqian walking towards her.

“Is she still with you?” Wei Jingqian asked, his expression troubled.

“Mm, she’s cultivating with me recently,” Jiang Zhiyan said with a smile. “Brother, you can focus on your important matters, just leave her to me.”

“This is my apology gift, please give it to her.” Although Wei Jingqian didn’t like Song Jin’yue, he felt embarrassed that he hadn’t fulfilled his promise. Judging by the current situation, it would probably be a while before they could hold the Dao Companion ceremony again.

“Okay, brother, it’s fine, Senior Sister Song said she understands, after all, the appearance of the Demonic Sword concerns the fate of the world,” Jiang Zhiyan took the gift and put it in her storage pouch. “What are the sect’s plans next?”

“The Tianyan Pavilion hasn’t been able to locate the Demonic Sword,” Wei Jingqian said, then used voice transmission, they had the highest cultivation level on this floor, so they didn’t have to worry about being overheard.

Jiang Zhiyan frowned, looking at Wei Jingqian: “What about the Demon Realm?”

“The Sect Master has contacted several Demon Kings, they suspect we’re hiding the Demonic Sword,” Wei Jingqian said.

“Is there anything I can do?”

“Don’t leave the sect for now,” Wei Jingqian frowned. “Probably because of the Demonic Sword’s appearance, many demons have started infiltrating the cultivation world.”

Chapter 75: You Can Only Like Me (1)

The System couldn’t understand how someone could say such terrifying things with such a calm tone and expression.

“Host, do you know what you’re saying? If you do this, the plot will be completely messed up!” the System said nervously. It had lived for a long time and had never heard of such a thing.

The Demonic Sword was something that wouldn’t cause trouble until the middle to late stages of the plot. In a sense, it foreshadowed the awakening of the Demon Lord and was a turning point in the plot. If it appeared now… the System calculated tens of thousands of absurd possibilities.

After leaving the teleportation array, Jiang Zhiyan went straight to the place where the Demonic Sword appeared. Before being activated, the Demonic Sword looked no different from an ordinary iron sword, and ordinary iron swords were worthless in the cultivation world. So after it fell on the barren mountain, no passerby picked it up. After years of wind and rain, it was now buried deep underground.

She quickly located the sword, closed her eyes, knelt on the ground, channeled her spiritual energy into the ground, sensed the sword, enveloped it with spiritual energy, and pulled it out.

It was indeed a very ordinary-looking sword, its surface rusted, and iron filings fell off as she lifted it.

“Host, this sword can only be activated under specific circumstances,” the System said helplessly. “Don’t you know, fate is very important in the cultivation world, and this is the male lead’s sword.”

“This sword has a sword spirit,” Jiang Zhiyan picked it up, then took out her fan. “Wake up, I’ll count to three, if you don’t wake up, you’re going into the furnace, three, two…”

A rich and pure demonic aura emanated from the sword. Jiang Zhiyan quickly stored the sword in the System space, then used a skill card to erase her aura, and disappeared just before a powerful cultivator’s divine sense arrived, teleporting to the border of the Demon Realm. She attracted a bunch of demonic beasts, sent her coordinates to Wei Jingqian, and after confirming he had left the Myriad Swords Sect, she stepped onto the teleportation array and returned to the vicinity of the Myriad Swords Sect.

Song Jin’yue wasn’t at the Myriad Swords Sect; she was making preparations at a residence outside the sect. Jiang Zhiyan found the residence easily; it was the most festive one, decorated with many red ornaments.

Looking at the red lanterns, her fingers itched, but it wasn’t the time yet.

“Someone will tell her that Wei Jingqian has left, and when she comes out, I’ll go and kidnap her,” Jiang Zhiyan said. “Keep an eye on her.”

“Actually, her cultivation level is higher than yours,” the System reminded her.

“A Sword Cultivator’s cultivation level isn’t always a reliable indicator.” Jiang Zhiyan looked up at the three white streaks across the sky. “The cultivation world is about to be in chaos, the groom has run away, this wedding can’t go on.”

She narrowed her eyes, the corners of her mouth turning up slightly.

“Host, Song Jin’yue is coming out,” the System shouted. Although it strongly disapproved of Jiang Zhiyan’s actions, things had already come to this, it had no choice but to agree.

“Mm,” Jiang Zhiyan responded, seeing Song Jin’yue running out of a residence from afar, with people following behind her.

Jiang Zhiyan quickly set up a disorienting array to trap them and flew towards Song Jin’yue.

Sensing someone following her, Song Jin’yue looked back, saw Jiang Zhiyan, and frowned: “Weren’t you injured? You did this on purpose? Why are you doing this?”

Jiang Zhiyan didn’t speak, wrapped her arms around Song Jin’yue’s waist, held her captive, and restrained her wrists, temporarily disrupting her spiritual energy flow.

“Are you crazy?” Song Jin’yue stared at Jiang Zhiyan, struggling a couple of times, but couldn’t break free. Jiang Zhiyan was too fast; she hadn’t even reacted. “Jiang Zhiyan, what are you doing?”

“Where are you taking me?” Song Jin’yue initially thought Jiang Zhiyan was going to kidnap her, but unexpectedly, she took her into the Myriad Swords Sect through another route, unimpeded, all the way to her own courtyard.

“Jiang Zhiyan!” Song Jin’yue looked at Jiang Zhiyan’s profile. The other party’s expression was calm, but she could still sense her displeasure.

Entering the courtyard, Jiang Zhiyan threw Song Jin’yue onto the soft couch and set up two layers of arrays around the courtyard.

“What are you doing?” Song Jin’yue looked at Jiang Zhiyan and clenched her fists.

Her cultivation level was clearly higher than Jiang Zhiyan’s, but she had still been captured so easily.

Jiang Zhiyan sat opposite Song Jin’yue and cut her palm, letting the blood flow.

Song Jin’yue stared at the pool of blood on the table with apprehension. Jiang Zhiyan casually drew a few strokes on the table with her blood, and a rune formed. She didn’t understand it, but the rune flew up and landed directly between her eyebrows. Song Jin’yue felt a connection form between her and Jiang Zhiyan and widened her eyes.

“Are you crazy?” Song Jin’yue looked at the mark that appeared on her palm. “What is this?”

“Something that allows me to sense your presence.”

“You finally spoke.” Song Jin’yue was still nervous, but as long as Jiang Zhiyan was willing to talk, it was fine. “I know you like Wei…”

“I don’t, I like you,” Jiang Zhiyan interrupted her.

The world instantly fell silent, as if Song Jin’yue had pressed a pause button.

Song Jin’yue: ???

Song Jin’yue finally reacted, staring at Jiang Zhiyan with wide eyes: “You…”

Jiang Zhiyan lowered her head and smoothed Song Jin’yue’s messy hair: “So, don’t even think about signing a Dao Companion contract with anyone else.”

Song Jin’yue felt like she should be furious, but her feelings were strangely mixed.

“It’s just repaying your Song family’s kindness, what’s the difference between it being my brother or me?” Jiang Zhiyan’s hand brushed against Song Jin’yue’s cheek. “You look good in red, but don’t wear it today, I’ve prepared some clothes for you, go and change.”

“The wedding preparations are already complete,” Song Jin’yue said, clenching her fists and uncomfortably avoiding Jiang Zhiyan’s touch.

“It’s not happening,” Jiang Zhiyan said.

Her communication jade vibrated twice.

It was Wei Jingqian.

[Wei Jingqian: Where are you?]

[Jiang Zhiyan: I’m back at the Myriad Swords Sect, I only found escape talismans on me after sending you the message, brother, did you deal with those demonic beasts?]

[Wei Jingqian: I dealt with them.]

[Jiang Zhiyan: Then come back quickly, Jin’yue is waiting for you.]

[Wei Jingqian: I can’t come back for now, something happened, inform everyone, the wedding is cancelled.]

Jiang Zhiyan placed the communication jade in front of Song Jin’yue, who stared at the message, her lips pursed.

There was no need for Jiang Zhiyan to inform anyone, the large bell of the Myriad Swords Sect rang, a signal to gather all disciples above the Nascent Soul stage. Only those above Nascent Soul were summoned, which showed how serious the matter was.

“I’m the only one who cares about you,” Jiang Zhiyan ruffled Song Jin’yue’s hair.

“This incident is also because of you? What did you do?” Song Jin’yue tried to break through the restraints Jiang Zhiyan had placed on her meridians. Jiang Zhiyan had only recently reached Golden Core, while she was already at mid-Golden Core, yet she was completely trapped. Despite her efforts, the seal showed no signs of weakening.

“How could it be because of me?” Jiang Zhiyan wiped the sweat from Song Jin’yue’s forehead. “You can’t break free, you’re too weak.”

Song Jin’yue’s pent-up anger dissipated because of Jiang Zhiyan’s words.

She looked at Jiang Zhiyan: “How long are you going to keep me locked up?”

Jiang Zhiyan leaned against the cushions and stared at her for a few seconds, then looked away.

The System felt a pang of sympathy for Jiang Zhiyan. It was the same face, the same person, she had just said she wanted to be with her forever, and now she was asking how to let her go.

The room was quiet.

“The wedding is cancelled now, you’ve achieved your goal,” Song Jin’yue continued.

Jiang Zhiyan turned to look at Song Jin’yue.

“Let me go, and I won’t tell anyone about what happened today.” Song Jin’yue touched her palm; the rune had disappeared. “As for you saying you like me, I…”

Song Jin’yue opened her mouth, then frowned, she had been silenced by Jiang Zhiyan, unable to utter a single word.

“I don’t think I’ll like what you’re about to say, so I won’t listen. I’m going out to take a look, you can practice your swordsmanship here, you’re so weak, how can you survive in these chaotic times?” Jiang Zhiyan said.

Song Jin’yue: …

Song Jin’yue gestured, her expression full of anger.

“I don’t understand,” Jiang Zhiyan said and left the courtyard.

Song Jin’yue wanted to follow, but the barrier automatically closed as soon as Jiang Zhiyan left. She tried to use her spiritual energy, but it was still blocked. Without spiritual energy, she couldn’t use her communication jade or open her storage pouch.

She felt like Jiang Zhiyan was crazy.

“Practice your swordsmanship,” Jiang Zhiyan’s voice came from somewhere. “I’m watching.”

Song Jin’yue looked up at the sky. This Jiang Zhiyan was really strange, where did she learn all these messy arrays and runes?

And liking her?

Song Jin’yue’s face darkened, she had never heard anything so absurd, everyone in the Myriad Swords Sect knew Jiang Zhiyan didn’t like her.

“Practice your swordsmanship.”

Song Jin’yue: !!!

What kind of new torture method was this? Holding back her anger, she drew her sword and slashed at the barrier, but nothing happened, the barrier didn’t even bother to react.

The Myriad Swords Sect was still decorated for the Dao Companion ceremony, but everyone had dispersed, the guests had all left, and the younger disciples gathered together, discussing the incident.

“What happened?”

“Senior Sister Jiang!” A disciple noticed Jiang Zhiyan and waved at her. “Senior Sister, do you know what happened?”

“I don’t know either, brother hasn’t replied to me yet,” Jiang Zhiyan coughed twice.

“Senior Sister, are you okay? Why do you look so pale?”

“I just came back from the border of the Demon Realm, I was accidentally injured by a demonic beast.” Jiang Zhiyan frowned. “Junior Brother Wang, please inform the Song family that Senior Sister Song is with me, so they don’t have to worry, she won’t be going back for now.”

“Oh, okay.”

He nodded, without any suspicion. After all, although the Dao Companion ceremony hadn’t been completed, Song Jin’yue and Jiang Zhiyan were practically family now, it was normal for family to be together.

Jiang Zhiyan was the direct disciple of the Grand Elder and the younger sister of the Chief Disciple, so many people were willing to do things for her.

[Jiang Zhiyan: Brother, what happened? Why did the sect only summon disciples above Nascent Soul?]

[Wei Jingqian: The Demonic Sword appeared, and someone took it, don’t spread this around for now.]

[Jiang Zhiyan: Who took it? Did the Demon Lord appear?]

[Wei Jingqian: No, the seal is very strong, don’t worry too much, the Sect Master of the Tianyan Pavilion is preparing to activate a divine artifact.]

[Jiang Zhiyan: Is it that serious?]

[Wei Jingqian: The Sect Master of the Tianyan Pavilion predicted that the appearance of the Demonic Sword would be three hundred years earlier than expected.]

[Jiang Zhiyan: That’s terrifying, brother, be careful.]

[Wei Jingqian: Mm.]

Jiang Zhiyan put away the communication jade.

“Host, what are you going to do now?”

“Throw the Demonic Sword out three hundred years later, let them search for it now.”

System: …

Jiang Zhiyan looked at the Demonic Sword in the System space; it was in a state of agitation, clearly feeling uneasy in the unfamiliar environment and aura.

She threw her fan into the same space. The Demonic Sword cautiously approached it, and the fan suddenly transformed, firing an energy blast at it, instantly subduing it.

“I still need to find a way to store the Demonic Sword in my Sea of Consciousness,” after all, the System space was burning points every day.

“I’m thinking… I might as well usurp the Demon Lord’s position.”

System: ?

Jiang Zhiyan walked around the sect and returned to her courtyard.

Song Jin’yue glanced at Jiang Zhiyan who entered, looked away, and continued swinging her sword angrily.

“I’ve informed the Song family, you’ll be staying with me for a while,” Jiang Zhiyan said.

“Why?” Song Jin’yue’s eyes widened.

“They won’t oppose me,” Jiang Zhiyan sat down by the stone table and glanced at Song Jin’yue. “Swing until nightfall, control your strength.”

Jiang Zhiyan paused, then continued: “Tell me if you can’t swing anymore, but you’ve already reached Golden Core, if you can’t even handle this… no wonder you were so easily captured by me.”

Song Jin’yue had originally wanted to take a break, but now that Jiang Zhiyan had said that, how could she possibly stop?

Her arms were sore. She hadn’t neglected her cultivation, after all, the honor of the Song family now rested solely on her shoulders, but she hadn’t done this kind of basic training for a long time since reaching Golden Core.

Night fell, Jiang Zhiyan didn’t tell her to stop, and Song Jin’yue didn’t stop either.

Song Jin’yue, staring at the motionless Jiang Zhiyan not far away, suddenly realized something and walked over.

Was this person asleep?

She had been working so hard practicing her swordsmanship, and she fell asleep?

Jiang Zhiyan opened her eyes and looked up at the sky: “It’s dark now, mm, it’s good that you stopped on your own, go and rest.”

“Where do I sleep?”

“My bed, the soft couch, or the floor, your choice.”

“Such a big courtyard, and there’s only one room?”

“Cultivators don’t need to sleep, you can meditate,” Jiang Zhiyan sat up.

“I can’t use my spiritual energy, how can I meditate?” Song Jin’yue was tired, physically and mentally exhausted. If this body wasn’t at the Golden Core stage, she suspected she would be crippled by now.

“That’s true.” Jiang Zhiyan gathered her clothes and sat up, entering the room.

Song Jin’yue followed her inside: “I’ll take the bed, where are you sleeping?”

Jiang Zhiyan looked back at Song Jin’yue with a puzzled expression: “Why do you think I would give you the bed? I’ll share it with you at most.”

Song Jin’yue turned and went to the soft couch. Jiang Zhiyan’s courtyard was very nice, everything was of high quality, the couch wide and soft, she lay down.

Jiang Zhiyan lay on the bed, only a screen separating the two.

They were both cultivators; Jiang Zhiyan could hear Song Jin’yue’s breathing.

“What happened today?”

“The Demonic Sword appeared,” Jiang Zhiyan said.

Song Jin’yue sat up abruptly, hitting her arm, and gasped in pain: “What?”

“Why are you so agitated? You can’t even beat me.” Jiang Zhiyan closed her eyes.

“How could the Demonic Sword suddenly appear?” Song Jin’yue ignored the barb in Jiang Zhiyan’s words and continued to ask, frowning.

“If you’re so worried, then wake up early tomorrow and practice your swordsmanship.”

Song Jin’yue stared at the screen, then lay down: “Is that why you made me cultivate?”

“No, I just think you’re too idle,” Jiang Zhiyan chuckled. “Always running after Wei Jingqian, I thought you didn’t need time to cultivate anymore.”

Song Jin’yue turned over: “What’s it to you?”

She still didn’t take Jiang Zhiyan’s words from earlier seriously.

“I’d rather you only looked at me. If you follow him again, I’ll find a way to kill him,” Jiang Zhiyan said casually.

Song Jin’yue’s eyes widened, she had been sleepy, but now she was wide awake: “Are you crazy?”

“Crazy? Don’t you want the person you like to only look at you?” Jiang Zhiyan said slowly. “If you fall for me soon, our feelings will be mutual.”

“You can tell others, but probably no one will believe you,” Jiang Zhiyan continued.

Song Jin’yue didn’t speak. Although Wei Jingqian was already at early Nascent Soul stage, a whole realm higher than Jiang Zhiyan, she still felt like Jiang Zhiyan could do it.

“Host, why do I feel like you’re even more unstable in this world?” Although the female lead in the first world also liked the male lead, Jiang Zhiyan’s reaction wasn’t so strong, was it because of the wedding?

“Aren’t you afraid of scaring her?”

“Look at her heartbeat.”

“It’s very steady…” The System didn’t understand.

The next day, before dawn, Song Jin’yue was woken up by Jiang Zhiyan.

“Practice your swordsmanship.” Song Jin’yue looked at Jiang Zhiyan’s face in confusion, then watched as she lowered her head and kissed her forehead.

Song Jin’yue: !!!

“What are you doing?” Song Jin’yue sat up instinctively, bumping hard into Jiang Zhiyan, who hadn’t moved her lips away yet. She lay back down, covering her forehead, tears almost welling up from the pain.

Jiang Zhiyan also frowned in pain: “I made breakfast.”

“I don’t eat breakfast, what cultivator eats breakfast?”

“Oh.” Jiang Zhiyan didn’t try to persuade her, just walked to the table, opened the food box, and the aroma quickly filled the room.

Song Jin’yue sniffed and asked: “What did you make?”

“Some small dishes,” Jiang Zhiyan said.

Song Jin’yue walked over naturally and stood there watching.

Jiang Zhiyan took out the dishes. Song Jin’yue swallowed, all the dishes were rich in spiritual energy, very suitable for cultivators. She looked at Jiang Zhiyan.

“Can we cultivate for eight hours today?” Jiang Zhiyan asked.

Song Jin’yue: ?

It was a question, but there was no intention of asking for her opinion.

“I’ve talked to the Song family, they agreed to let you stay at the Myriad Swords Sect and cultivate with me, they’ve already left,” Jiang Zhiyan continued.

Song Jin’yue: ??

Jiang Zhiyan had thought about it for a whole night and decided to properly train Song Jin’yue, after all, she didn’t know what would happen in the future, so it was better to be stronger.

And she had read the script twice last night, the female lead’s love for the male lead was filled with adoration, she saw him as an insurmountable peak, giving him a divine aura, as long as Song Jin’yue was strong enough, the filter she had placed on the male lead would naturally disappear.

“Any problems? This is the basic training time for a Sword Cultivator,” Jiang Zhiyan said.

“You’re lying, I’ve been at your Myriad Swords Sect for so long, I’ve never seen anyone cultivate for so long,” Song Jin’yue said with dissatisfaction. “Even the most hardworking Senior Sister Zhao only cultivates for six hours a day, and you didn’t even cultivate for an hour yesterday.”

“Yes, you can’t even beat me, someone who doesn’t cultivate, so you need to cultivate even more,” Jiang Zhiyan handed Song Jin’yue a pair of chopsticks.

“I don’t think you can judge me by normal standards,” Song Jin’yue looked at her.

Jiang Zhiyan frowned: “Just because you can’t beat me, you’re kicking me out of the range of normal people?”

Song Jin’yue felt like they weren’t talking about the same thing, didn’t this person know how many secrets she had?

She picked up her chopsticks angrily, took a slice of lotus root, and put it in her mouth.

“Didn’t she say she wasn’t eating?” the System asked, puzzled.

“How could she not eat?” Jiang Zhiyan held her bowl. “She loves to eat.”

Song Jin’yue glanced at the dishes on the table, her feelings complicated. Looking closely, she found that they were all her favorites, and she glanced at Jiang Zhiyan from the corner of her eye.

This person…

Chapter 74: Come and Snatch the Bride (17)

Although their time in this world was running out, Xie Liaoyi continued to work, and Jiang Zhiyan was busy with graduation. Their lives weren’t much different from before. If there was any difference, it was that Xie Liaoyi became more proactive, out of guilt…

“Everyone has been so good to me, I feel bad suddenly disappearing, so I want to do more for them,” Xie Liaoyi said, hugging Jiang Zhiyan and showering her with kisses. “I’ve wronged you.”

“It’s fine, as long as you’re happy, I’m okay with anything,” Jiang Zhiyan said, leaning against Xie Liaoyi and looking at her with deep affection.

Xie Liaoyi knew Jiang Zhiyan was being a bit dramatic, but she fell for it.

Jiang Zhiyan couldn’t estimate the exact time of their departure. She kept an eye on Rong Ciqiu’s situation every day; the latter’s growth was even faster than in the book.

Seeing the progress bar at 99%, Xie Liaoyi requested three days of leave. She had been working overtime for a long time, so her request was quickly approved, clearly the hospital was also afraid she would work herself sick.

Jiang Zhiyan had been looking for travel destinations recently, or as the System put it, a good place to “go.”

“How many points can we get for completing the female lead’s career storyline?” Jiang Zhiyan asked.

“Five hundred,” the System paused, then continued: “You also control a plot point, so we can probably get six hundred in this world.”

“Mm, not bad,” Jiang Zhiyan nodded, very satisfied.

The System was a bit speechless: “The maximum reward for this world is over ten thousand, and you’re getting six hundred.”

“You were too busy playing games and caused me to miss several plot points,” Jiang Zhiyan said angrily.

“Oh… right.” The System paused. “Mm, six hundred is very good, mm, Host, we’re amazing.”

“How much did you spend on the game?” Jiang Zhiyan asked.

“Not much, ahem,” the System tried to gloss over the question.

Jiang Zhiyan decided not to ask further, judging from the System’s tone, it must have spent quite a bit. She logged into the game and saw that the System was actually ranked first… Rong Ciqiu had been increasingly busy with work recently and hadn’t logged in, so the System had let itself go.

“There’s an event in Cultivation Online recently, and the officials invited me,” the System said proudly.

“You want to go?”

“A little, but I can’t,” the System sighed.

“I’ll ask Xie Liaoyi if she wants to go, we also received an invitation,” Jiang Zhiyan said.

System: ?

“Why were you invited?” The System couldn’t understand.

“Because we’re big spenders, and the game vlog I edited has tens of millions of views, it’s normal to be invited,” Jiang Zhiyan said.

Seeing Jiang Zhiyan’s calm demeanor, the System felt like it was too inexperienced, being excited for so long just because of an invitation.

Jiang Zhiyan looked at the time: “She’s almost off work, let’s go pick her up.”

“There are still two hours left.”

“There’s always traffic near the hospital, and it’s even worse during rush hour, of course, we have to go early.”

She put down the tablet, checked her appearance in the mirror, made sure she looked presentable, and left with her keys.

Thinking about Xie Liaoyi having three days off made Jiang Zhiyan excited, and Xie Liaoyi was also excited, leaving the hospital with a smile on her face.

“All four surgeries today were successful,” Xie Liaoyi said with a smile. “Thinking about starting my vacation tomorrow makes me even happier.”

“Spending the vacation with me, aren’t you even happier?” Jiang Zhiyan asked.

“Super happy,” Xie Liaoyi kissed Jiang Zhiyan’s cheek.

“Where do you want to go?”

“I’m fine with anywhere.” Xie Liaoyi paused. “Do you want to go to the Cultivation Online event?”

“You want to go too?” Jiang Zhiyan asked.

“Hm? Too?”

“Yeah, the System, taking advantage of Rong Ciqiu not playing recently, reached the top of the arena rankings, so it got invited,” Jiang Zhiyan said. “It really wants to go, it’s truly obsessed with the game.”

“Then let’s go,” Xie Liaoyi smiled.

“If you don’t want to go, I’ll just let it hack into the cameras,” Jiang Zhiyan paused. “It can’t go on stage anyway, what’s the difference between going and not going?”

“Of course there’s a difference!” The System said loudly.

Jiang Zhiyan ignored it.

“I’ll buy the plane tickets, there’s a flight tonight, around ten,” Xie Liaoyi said. “I’ve asked Rong family’s assistant to arrange the accommodation.”

“Aren’t you tired?” Jiang Zhiyan asked.

“I don’t want to wake up early, and sleeping in first class is very comfortable, at least more comfortable than the on-call room at our hospital.”

“Then we have to hurry home and pack, I’ve almost finished packing this afternoon, you can check if anything is missing later.”

“I’ll order takeout first, what do you want to eat?” Xie Liaoyi asked.

Although the two tried their best to hurry, they still barely made it to the plane.

As soon as they boarded, Xie Liaoyi leaned her head against the seat and fell asleep, stopping Jiang Zhiyan from saying anything. She slept all the way until they landed, and remained half-asleep in the car. After entering the hotel, she changed into her pajamas and went straight to bed.

Jiang Zhiyan: …

“Such an impressive skill,” the System commented.

Jiang Zhiyan had originally wanted to pack, but seeing Xie Liaoyi sleeping soundly, she also lay down. Xie Liaoyi’s biological clock was very precise, she opened her eyes at seven in the morning, looked at Jiang Zhiyan, saw that she was still asleep, and softened her breathing.

“Morning,” Jiang Zhiyan also opened her eyes.

“Did I wake you up?”

“No, I woke up on my own.” She rubbed her eyes and pulled Xie Liaoyi into her arms. “The event starts at 8:30 am, do you want to go? Or should we just go to the evening gala at 6:30 pm?”

“What did the System say?”

“Why should we listen to it?” Jiang Zhiyan muttered.

“Then what do you want to do?” Xie Liaoyi asked.

The System, which was about to express its opinion, shut up.

“As long as I’m with you, anything is fine,” Jiang Zhiyan nuzzled Xie Liaoyi’s head.

“Then why can’t you listen to me! I’m just a lifeless AI!” The System said with grievance. “I want to go.”

“Go, go, go.” Jiang Zhiyan kissed Xie Liaoyi’s forehead.

The two arrived at the event venue at 8:30 sharp. They were guests, so they could use the fast lane. There were quite a few activities, and they strolled around leisurely, buying a bunch of game merchandise.

She and Xie Liaoyi were also well-known figures in the game, many people at the scene recognized them, some came over for pictures, and some asked for autographs.

“You two even have matching autographs? Truly the highest level of showing off affection,” the girl who asked for their autographs said, looking at the names in her notebook with surprise.

Jiang Zhiyan smiled: “It’s just a simple design.”

“It’s a perfect match, wishing you happiness, make more videos, I love watching them,” the girl said happily, leaving with her phone, excitedly sharing this with others.

Xie Liaoyi looked at Jiang Zhiyan helplessly: “It feels like something elementary school students would do.”

“Elementary school students wouldn’t be able to design such artistic autographs,” Jiang Zhiyan snorted softly.

Xie Liaoyi pinched Jiang Zhiyan’s cheek: “Childish.”

“Since meeting you, I’ve learned that cunning and childlike innocence can coexist in one person,” the System commented.

“Get lost.” Jiang Zhiyan muted the System.

Halfway through the venue, Jiang Zhiyan and Xie Liaoyi saw Rong Ciqiu. She was also there with her friends, they were cosplaying game characters, a whole group of them, looking very lively.

The two sides met and exchanged glances. Rong Ciqiu looked a little embarrassed, but quickly regained her composure, having spent a few months in the workplace, her skin had thickened considerably.

“Didn’t you say you were here for business?” Jiang Zhiyan couldn’t help but ask.

“I am here for business, and to relax at the same time,” Rong Ciqiu said, then continued smoothly, “We also have a collaboration with them in the next phase, so we came to see the event, mm… it helps us better understand their style and approach.”

“Oh,” Jiang Zhiyan nodded. “Then take your time, sister, relax, you’ve been working too hard recently.”

Then she quickly pulled Xie Liaoyi away.

“Why are we leaving so quickly?” Xie Liaoyi was a little confused.

“She’s gone crazy from work, and she keeps trying to get me to work too.” Jiang Zhiyan looked back. “What a pity, we won’t be coming back after this trip…”

The evening gala was also very interesting. Jiang Zhiyan enjoyed the singing and dancing. When her name was called during the award ceremony, she realized she had actually won an award, something like “Outstanding Short Video Creator.” She accepted the award and only then realized that the organizers had already informed her, but she hadn’t paid attention, because she hadn’t planned on coming initially.

Her acceptance speech was simple, sounding like a heartfelt expression of love.

“It’s not really a creation, just a record of our daily life, so I’m a little surprised to receive this creator award. But I’m also very happy, this proves that my wife and I are as sweet as a novel.” Jiang Zhiyan raised the trophy and shook it. “We’ll continue to be sweet.”

“Host, you two are faking your deaths in a few days, this…” The System hoped there weren’t any CP fans of the two in this world, otherwise, it would be too cruel, but judging from the cheers below, there would definitely be people heartbroken.

“But we will continue to be sweet.”

The camera panned to Xie Liaoyi, whose face was noticeably red.

Jiang Zhiyan blew Xie Liaoyi a kiss from afar, and Xie Liaoyi covered her face.

That night, Rong Ciqiu’s career progress bar moved a bit more, reaching 99.3%.

“She was actually here for business?” Jiang Zhiyan thought she had skipped work. “Let’s leave tomorrow, I always feel like something unexpected will happen with the female lead around.”

“Where are we going? How are we faking our deaths?” Xie Liaoyi hadn’t done this before, she was part of the Female Lead System, and every time she would stay until the end and automatically log out, she hadn’t tried this method before.

“The kind where they can’t find the bodies,” Jiang Zhiyan said. Xie Liaoyi probably wouldn’t leave a body behind.

“Sounds a bit tragic,” Xie Liaoyi looked at Jiang Zhiyan.

“It won’t hurt, the System will handle it… How about wingsuit flying? Don’t you like swooping down from high places?” Jiang Zhiyan paused. “Forget it, if we go missing, they’ll probably waste a lot of manpower and resources looking for us, so let’s just go out to sea.”

Lying in bed, looking at each other, Xie Liaoyi reached out, placed her hand on Jiang Zhiyan’s face, and nuzzled it: “I’ll listen to you.”

As expected, not long after Jiang Zhiyan and Xie Liaoyi left the next day, they received a call from Rong Ciqiu, asking if they wanted to join her for an event. She was surprised that they had already left, she didn’t expect them to visit so many places with only three days of vacation.

Jiang Zhiyan and Xie Liaoyi went to the island, practically glued to each other twenty-four hours a day.

“That’s scary, the event she mentioned wouldn’t be a business deal, right?” Jiang Zhiyan looked at Rong Ciqiu’s career progress bar. She figured that once she closed this deal, it would reach 100%. She found the corresponding plot point in the book and raised an eyebrow. No wonder her progress was so fast, because this deal originally belonged to the male lead, she had also completed part of the male lead’s career storyline, of course it would be fast.

In the evening, Jiang Zhiyan and Xie Liaoyi went out to sea, without anyone else, the System was in charge of driving the yacht.

Xie Liaoyi and Jiang Zhiyan leaned against the railing, watching the sunset. The scenery here was beautiful, the sunlight covering the sea in front of them, like a painting.

“When we retire, we’ll watch the sunset together every day,” Jiang Zhiyan said. “Watch the sunset in different time and space, different locations.”

“Retirement, that’s so far away,” Xie Liaoyi sighed.

Jiang Zhiyan blinked sheepishly: “It’s fine, we have a long lifespan, just slack off while doing missions, every world is a vacation.”

“Then when will we retire?” Xie Liaoyi asked.

Jiang Zhiyan paused: “I don’t know, but we’ll definitely retire, as long as we have hope.”

She jumped onto the railing, looked down, cupped Xie Liaoyi’s face, kissed her, then leaned back and fell into the sea, the splashing water droplets falling on Xie Liaoyi. The sea, warmed by the sun all day, was warm on the surface. She looked up at Xie Liaoyi.

“That splash, zero points,” Xie Liaoyi said.

“Then you do it,” Jiang Zhiyan shouted upwards.

Xie Liaoyi also jumped down. Jiang Zhiyan caught her and pulled her into her arms: “Full marks.”

“If anyone saw us, they’d think we’re crazy.”

Jiang Zhiyan wrapped her arms around Xie Liaoyi’s waist: “In other people’s eyes, I’ve always been crazy, I’ve never been normal.”

She looked at Xie Liaoyi, found her lips, and the two embraced in the sea.

They floated on the surface, the yacht following not far behind.

The System felt like a nanny, not only having to drive the boat, but also take pictures.

“It’s a good thing we changed into our swimsuits,” Jiang Zhiyan said.

“The sunset is so beautiful,” Xie Liaoyi said with emotion. “I’m actually sleepy.”

Jiang Zhiyan swam to Xie Liaoyi’s side: “Then let’s go back?”

“No, let’s just float like this, it would be nice if we could float to the sun.”

“Then there would indeed be no bodies,” Jiang Zhiyan nodded.

Xie Liaoyi glared at Jiang Zhiyan: “Such a good atmosphere…”

The hospital discovered their disappearance when Xie Liaoyi didn’t show up for work, and they couldn’t contact her either. This was very unusual for Xie Liaoyi; she had never done this in all her years of working.

The Rong family, knowing something was wrong, immediately sent people out to search. They found the malfunctioning yacht, but not the people.

Jiang Zhiyan was already lying in the System space, looking at the soul fragment in a special container: “Her soul is truly sparkling.”

She kissed the container and held it in her arms.

“Actually, Host, it’s fine if you stay in that world a little longer.”

“But the other Xie Liaoyis are still waiting for me,” Jiang Zhiyan said, looking down. “How can I indulge in temporary pleasure? The deeper you fall, the harder it is to extricate yourself.”

“So you understand this principle too.” The System didn’t know how to comfort Jiang Zhiyan. “Host, we got more points than we expected this time, a whole two hundred and fifty more, a total of eight hundred and fifty!”

“That’s good news,” Jiang Zhiyan pulled the blanket. “Next.”

“Host, continuous transmigration puts too much strain on the soul, why don’t you rest for a while?”

“No,” Jiang Zhiyan closed her eyes. “I’m fine, let’s continue.”

The System looked at Jiang Zhiyan and sighed: “What if you’re exhausted when your wife is finally whole again?”

However, Jiang Zhiyan never listened to advice, and the System directly connected her to the next world.

“Host, be prepared, I took a look, the scene where you land might be a bit… explosive…”

Jiang Zhiyan: ?

Jiang Zhiyan opened her eyes, saw the scene in front of her, and widened her eyes slightly, then quickly dodged a man who was trying to get close to her.

“Where is this?” Jiang Zhiyan looked down, confirmed that her clothes were still properly on, and breathed a sigh of relief. She had seen more explosive scenes, as long as she wasn’t directly involved, she could handle it.

She looked around and climbed in through the window. The people causing trouble inside didn’t notice this small movement, and the person who had been trying to get close to her switched targets, clearly very drunk.

“An entertainment venue, Host, just a reminder, the male and female leads are getting married today,” the System reminded her. “The ceremony will begin in an hour.”

Jiang Zhiyan: ???

“Send me the location, and the plot details on the way,” Jiang Zhiyan’s expression became more serious.

“Roger that.”

Jiang Zhiyan looked for a teleportation array. She originally wanted to fly on her sword, but after calculating the distance to the wedding venue, she knew she wouldn’t make it in an hour.

The general plot of this world was transmitted to Jiang Zhiyan’s mind.

This was a cultivation world. The female lead, Song Jin’yue, was deeply in love with the male lead, and the two were engaged, but the male lead chose to cultivate the Path of Emotionlessness. Song Jin’yue didn’t mind, and under her insistence, the male lead went through with the marriage.

The male lead was a disciple of the Myriad Swords Sect, and the female lead, Song Jin’yue, was the eldest daughter of the Song family. This engagement was arranged because Song Jin’yue’s father saved the male and female leads’ parents. At the time, it was considered a good match, but now the Song family had declined, and many people said Song Jin’yue wanted to cling to the male lead because she was worried about her future in the cultivation world.

After the Dao Companion ceremony, the female lead chased after the male lead every day, and the male lead kept his distance, not treating her like a stranger, but not much better either.

It seemed like a typical “chase your wife crematorium” story from the beginning.

And it was indeed a “chase your wife crematorium” story, and a very dramatic one. The female lead lost her memory while saving the male lead, their Dao Companion contract was broken by accident, the male lead couldn’t stand seeing the female lead forget him, but he was unwilling to admit his feelings, and something went wrong during his cultivation, causing him to fall into demonic cultivation.

Jiang Zhiyan was the male lead’s younger sister, half-sister, and had a secret crush on him since childhood, but never confessed. After Song Jin’yue appeared, she felt that the female lead was hindering the male lead’s cultivation and saw her as a thorn in her side. Today was their wedding day, she couldn’t accept it, so she didn’t attend and went out to have fun, trying to forget the male lead in another way.

Mm, this method was learned from her sisters in the Joyful Union Sect.

“Do I actually have friends in this world?” Jiang Zhiyan was a little surprised, looking at her seemingly good relationship with them.

“Yes, very good friends, not bad friends,” the System said.

Jiang Zhiyan was slightly surprised: “That’s rare…”

“Host, it’s actually useless even if you rush over there,” the System said.

“I have to try,” Jiang Zhiyan’s mood wasn’t very good. “If only it had been a day earlier.”

“What are you going to do?” The System was curious.

“Snatch the bride.”

System: ???

“The wedding is being held at the Myriad Swords Sect, you’re currently at Golden Core, there are eight Spirit Severing elders there, and a Tribulation Transcendence elder in seclusion, who can you beat?” The System advised Jiang Zhiyan to calm down. “Actually, it’s just a fake wedding, Xie Liaoyi’s mind isn’t clear right now, once she’s lucid, she’ll definitely break off the Dao Companion contract, if you go now, what if you die?”

“That’s not acceptable,” Jiang Zhiyan said expressionlessly. “How can I watch her marry someone else? Don’t even think about it, there must be a way…”

Jiang Zhiyan thought of something, left the teleportation array, and went to another one.

“Host, what are you doing?” The System looked at Jiang Zhiyan’s eyes, having a very bad premonition. Was the host going crazy again?

“There’s more than one way to interrupt a wedding…” Jiang Zhiyan flipped through her script. “We just need to get the eight elders to leave, create a time difference.”

System: ???

“Host, you wouldn’t be thinking of…” The System looked at the plot point Jiang Zhiyan was checking, its voice trembling. “Host, this is just the beginning, what if you die? Isn’t there a safer way?”

“I won’t die, I believe in myself.” Jiang Zhiyan rummaged through her prop pouch, took out a communication jade, and sent a message to her cheap older brother.

[Brother, save me!]

Although it was a cry for help, she didn’t give her location.

She was already standing on another teleportation array. This one wasn’t used much. She closed her eyes and mentally calculated the time, she only had one hour, and she had to go to three places.

“Host, you’re truly crazy,” the System sighed. “Host, I suggest you hurry up, Wei Jingqian is looking for you.”

“Has he left?” Jiang Zhiyan frowned, she didn’t know who set up this teleportation array, it was very unstable, her head was spinning.

“He wants to, but you didn’t give your location… If the male lead runs away from the wedding, the female lead will definitely be the subject of gossip,” the System sighed.

“It’s fine, Song Jin’yue will also run away,” Jiang Zhiyan said with her eyes closed. “If she doesn’t, I’ll drag her away.”

After leaving the teleportation array, Jiang Zhiyan went straight to the Lost Lands of the Demonic Sword.

With the Demonic Sword’s aura emanating, people from the Demon Realm would definitely come, they couldn’t possibly not investigate. She had originally wanted to take a look at the formation sealing the Demon Lord, but her cultivation was too low, she wasn’t even qualified to approach it.

“If it’s just the Demonic Sword, it might be difficult to lure all eight of them out.”