Boom!
Before he could finish fantasizing, the crested dog fell from the sky like a teor crashing to the ground, with a chain still on its body, and the young man in green clothes, looking like a grim reaper, grabbed the chain and flashed.
He stomped down with one foot.
Despite Jiang Feng usually being all smiles and jests, when it cos to action, he is anything but sloppy. His terrifying explosive strength made the ground tremble, causing Sister Lu Luo to involuntarily twitch her eyelids a few tis.
"Is it resolved? Although this Glyph Beast does not have any high-quality bloodline, nor does it possess any magic treasures, it is... after all a Demon General. When translated to the terms of the Cultivation World, it would at least be a Core Formation expert. It’s dead just like that?"
"Adding it all up, this lad has only been cultivating for two years, right? The speed of his cultivation is really enviable. Ah, if I had even half of his talent, no, even half of his skill, I wouldn’t be in the sorry state I am today."
"If I had been like him back then, why would I have needed to run for my life like a holess dog, and how could I have watched helplessly as my mother was killed and my sisters were abducted?"
He sighed inwardly with countless emotions.
He had spent over eight months in seclusion in Purple Cloud Palace, followed by more than half a year of experience outside in the world.
About a month ago, Jiang Feng officially stepped into the Core Formation Stage, which was the period of rapid progress ntioned by Su Yi that most people experience after entering the door. Jiang Feng was no exception.
Used to the hard life outside, suddenly being given ample cultivation resources – high-quality Spirit Stones, Spiritual Springs, caves, consuming Elixirs, ntored by fad teachers, and even finding a sparring partner with a higher realm to pressure you.
With Jiang Feng’s talent and comprehension, it would have been a surprise if his cultivation speed slowed down. In this year and a bit more, he broke through realms every four months, with the final Core Formation Stage taking a bit more ti.
"Sister Lu Luo, were you thinking of sneak attacking just now?"
He suddenly said this out of the blue.
"Yeah, that way I could have drained you of your Primordial Yang... No, I was thinking about hurrying back to the sect to report. We haven’t gone back in months."
Lu Luo unintentionally let slip her true thoughts while being inattentive.
Jiang Feng was nearly rendered unconscious with anger by this remark. Here he was fighting the enemy, and there’s a snitch eyeing him covetously!
At night, when he rested, he always felt that Lu Luo sneakily took advantage of him. Before, he had just let it slide, but now here she was harboring ulterior motives while he was in a fight.
You can’t carve rotten wood! A dog can’t stop eating poop!
"Ah, it was just a joke, sir. Your great prowess has scared this little lady~ Shall we set off right away?"
Her eyes fluttered a few tis.
The young Jiang Feng rolled his eyes, picked up the stinky crested dog, and flew towards Red Grass County.
With a flick of his left hand, he stepped directly onto the iron wire. The current Jiang Feng was no longer his past self, now even capable of tolerating half a day of Sword Flight, but this mont obviously reminded him of sothing.
Soon, the sturdy waist of the young man tensed up.
A soft body exuding a rich fragrance pressed directly against his back and then wrapped arms tightly around him, a motion that gave Jiang so PTSD as the illusion the crested dog had conjured was exactly the sa.
"Seriously, Sister, you’re way ahead of in realm. Why do you have to take advantage of every ti we travel, no, every ti we ride a flying sword?"
Lu Luo was a fox spirit herself, and her taking advantage of him had beco a daily routine. Sotis he would be cultivating at night, and then a person would mysteriously appear in his room, which he had beco accustod to.
"We have to save on Spiritual Energy sohow, don’t we? Otherwise, what do we do if we et an unexpected situation on the way, hee-hee. And that Glyph Beast stinks so much, why not just throw it into your Qiankun Bag?"
"Would my Qiankun Bag still be usable then?"
"Yeah, that’s right, let’s hurry up."
The two sped through the dark night, and while engaged in Sword Flight, Lu Luo couldn’t help but ask an extra question.
"Master, your weapon sure is interesting. I heard the Peak Master personally took you to Chi Xiao Peak to find the old Peak Master for a Divine Weapon, even using teor Iron. But in the end, what you forged wasn’t a sword nor a Magic Treasure, but this iron gadget instead. Many in the sect are curious about it."
But Jiang Feng remained nonchalant, seemingly carrying the air of a lofty hermit, his voice magnetic.
"Talk all you want, just don’t pull down my pants, or I’ll go back and tell Sister about this. You probably won’t have any more chances to go out with ."
"...Tsk, no sense of humor at all. Last ti, I saw two Joyful Sect Disciples on their flying sword, enjoying the pleasures of the flesh while making their way."
"Operating prohibits distractions, drinking, and certainly that as well."
"Hmph! The mouth of a man, a lying ghost! What did you say before? That you owed a life debt, that you’d do anything I asked in the future—so what about now? Huh, n."
Although she feigned anger, her hand that had been wandering close to a forbidden zone sheepishly retracted. Despite her untad nature, like a wild horse breaking free from its reins, she was actually quite afraid of Liu Tangxi.
The young man... no, man shook his head helplessly, accustod to such frightful remarks; after all, you can’t expect ivory to co from a dog’s mouth.
"Do you really want to use that favor for carnal pleasures? If so, I won’t refuse."
Given Lu Luo’s character, upon hearing this she should have imdiately nodded, perhaps even thrown her clothes aside on the spot and dragged the man into the nearby bamboo forest.
However, the fox-like smile on her face actually froze at this mont, then she shut up about it.
Having spent so much ti together, Jiang Feng felt he understood this woman well enough to know she must have so indescribable difficulties, hence why she’d saved her favor until now.
But he wasn’t lacking in emotional intelligence; he quickly changed the subject.
"As for the weapon, well, you should have been there on that rainy night when I had my bloody battle with Wang Qi. I deliberately chose a tool that felt right for revenge. After switching through a few longswords, I realized the first weapon I chose was the best."
She nodded, not truly understanding; as she wasn’t a Swordsman, naturally she didn’t grasp these principles. But Jiang Feng also had a question in mind, and so he spoke, "Speaking of which, Sister Lu Luo, I’ve always been curious about sothing: this Demon Beast and the ones you encountered back in Qingshui County are similar in realm, but why do you appear human while it remains beast-like? If it’s possible, could you share so details about the Demon Race?"
"Tsk."
She pursed her lips in displeasure.
Clearly, Jiang Feng had equated her with that stinking, dead dog, but she didn’t reprimand him. After all, in the eyes of outsiders, Demon Beasts are generally seen the sa, so it’s understandable. Only those who have truly lived within the Demon Race understand the differences.
"There are many kinds of Demon Race. Strictly speaking, this dead dog can’t even be considered part of the Demon Race. It’s a wild beast that has cultivated on its own. A true mber of the Demon Race doesn’t need to transform; with a bit of cultivation and practice of Cultivation Techniques, they can take human form."
"They beco truly human, not revealing their original form even if injured or dying. Most of the Demon Race today have illustrious ancestors to thank, whose blessings benefit their descendants."
"Like myself, just beginning Qi Refinent and I could already take human form. So with noble bloodlines have been human since birth. They read, study the classics, beco well-mannered and educated... So, don’t equate the Demon Race with re demons."
"You can humiliate all you want in your usual manner, but if you encounter any truly powerful Demon Race Disciples, your words might earn you a beating..."
The two chatted while hurrying on their way.
It’s always good to have company for a chat on the road, which is one reason Jiang Feng chose to invite Lu Luo along. They soon made a trip through Red Grass County, clarified the situation, and then sped towards the sect.
The sect was just six hundred miles away, and with Jiang Feng’s current realm, he could get there in a day without much effort. Arriving at the Main Peak’s plaza, he stopped; after a year, he had co to fully understand his sect’s various rules.
But barely had he arrived at the sect when a familiar voice ca from behind.
"Yo, Mr. Jiang, found yourself a new companion, have you? I’ve got you now, huh?"
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