Chapter 497: Chapter 499: Daughter of the Demon Sect
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Choosing uncommon paths often leads to one particular problem.
There’s no village ahead, nor shops behind.
Fortunately, Zhu Minglang was no stranger to roughing it in the wild. He built a campfire, set up a simple shelter, and laid out a comfortable fleece mat. His situation wasn’t especially dire. However, being alone in the wilderness did feel a bit lonely and solitary.
Little Glow Spirit and Little Wild Jiao couldn’t enter the Spirit Realm, so Zhu Minglang practically always took them along. At first, he would often rent robust flying dragons, given that he had quite a bit of luggage and needed to prepare food for his dragon pets.
But within a few days, Zhu Minglang discovered a divine skill of the Nuwa Dragon. She could create a Universe Magic similar to the one hidden in Bai Qi’s tail, storing so of Zhu Minglang’s important items…
Moreover, The Nuwa Dragon’s Universe Magic seed even more powerful, capable of holding more items. Access was instant, making it possible for Zhu Minglang to finally travel light.
Universe Magic was rare, and containers that could hold objects were even scarcer. So it was common to see Dragon Shepherds accompanied by gigantic dragon beasts carrying supplies, not unlike the logistics behind a military campaign.
Zhu Minglang didn’t have such a dragon, so he wouldn’t carry overly heavy items. With the spell from the Nuwa Dragon, Zhu Minglang could even do without renting flying dragons. Holding Little Glow Spirit in his left arm and Little Wild Jiao wrapped around his neck, he could simply use Sword Flight.
Even if his Sword Control was abysmal, it was the perfect opportunity to practice.
“Sizzle~~~~~~”
The beef ribs on the campfire were ready. Zhu Minglang used a finely-crafted small dagger to carve the delicious at, just as he was about to savor it slowly, so noises ca from nearby.
Initially, Zhu Minglang thought it was a small animal drawn by the scent of the at, but after a careful sensing, he realized that soone was approaching him.
In this desolate wilderness, why would a person suddenly appear??
Not just anyone… but a woman?
Zhu Minglang looked in that direction. The limited light from the campfire only illuminated a small area around him. Out from the bushes, a tall and slender figure walked out—with a Moon Cassock draped over her, luxurious and stunningly gorgeous, an odd fit for the wilderness.
She walked towards the light of the fire, her silhouette becoming clearer as she neared the flickering campfire. For a mont, Zhu Minglang was under the illusion that the mysteriously appearing woman was a fignt, possibly a fairy mimicking a human’s appearance using an Illusion Technique.
But after closer inspection, Zhu Minglang found she was a flesh and blood woman, elegantly dressed, with stunning features, and a figure that was well-defined in all the right places, so enchanting it could fuel wild thoughts…
“May I ask who you are, Miss…” Zhu Minglang was the first to speak.
The woman in the Moon Cassock glanced at Zhu Minglang’s makeshift sleeping canopy, then calmly unfastened her Cloud kerchief from her hair, and started to slowly slip off her Moon Cassock right before his eyes, conscientiously folding it and hiding it under the fleece mat.
Zhu Minglang was dumbstruck, even the freshly roasted beef no longer seed as appetizing.
In this wild and desolate place, under the flickering campfire, a stunning beauty had appeared out of nowhere and was casually disrobing—a scenario that seed like the opening of those sensational legends about Demon Girls that were passed down among the people, often incredibly erotic and eye-catching!
“So people are chasing . They haven’t seen my face. I’ll take shelter here for a while,” said the woman, not continuing to undress. She sat down by the campfire, dabbed her finger in so ash, and lightly sared it across her pale, moon-like cheeks.
Her current attire was rather ordinary. She tied up her long hair, her cheeks sared with a bit of ash, even taking Zhu Minglang’s coat that was hanging to one side, and draped it over herself.
“This…” Zhu Minglang was at a loss for words for a mont and listened to the area a bit further away, soon hearing so footsteps.
Soone indeed was chasing her.
What kind of people were they?
“I am a daughter of the Demon Sect, and they are the enforcers seeking to punish . Cover my identity, and I’ll make it worth your while,” the woman, who had concealed her stunning appearance, said sternly.
“Demon Sect??” Zhu Minglang was greatly surprised.
Before Zhu Minglang could ask any more questions, several footsteps approached rapidly. From the light and frequent steps, it was clear that they were all God and Mortals with a relatively high cultivation base.
The campfire continued to burn, and several n and won dressed in white appeared. They ca straight over, and without a word, they first took a good look at Zhu Minglang and the Demon Sect woman.
“Master, this campfire has been burning for so ti,” a young man with long eyebrows said.
“Hmm.” The master, who looked quite imposing and had a dignified air, nodded and said to Zhu Minglang, “Why are you here?”
“We’re just trudging through mountains and rivers, resting here for a while. As for you, your sudden appearance in this wilderness gave us quite a scare,” Zhu Minglang said.
“We are pursuing a disciple of the Demon Sect,” the young man with long eyebrows said.
“Oh? May I ask who you all are?” Zhu Minglang asked, noticing sothing familiar about their attire.
“We are from the White Robe Sword Sect,” the young man said with a hint of pride as he spoke.
“The White Robe Sword Sect, I’ve heard much about it,” Zhu Minglang replied with so surprise.
The White Robe Sword Sect was a major sect forest. Although not as authoritative as the Yaoshan Sword Sect or the Miao Mountain Sword Sect, it was only slightly less so.
Zhu Minglang, as a forr mber of a Sword Sect, naturally knew about the White Robe Sword Sect.
It turned out he had wandered into the territory of the White Robe Sword Sect.
“And you are?” The master’s gaze fell on the Demon Sect woman, and he inquired.
“Companion,” the Demon Sect woman answered calmly and composedly.
She had disguised herself to look like soone weather-beaten by living outdoors, after all her initial makeup was too exquisite, and it was obvious to anyone that she was unlikely to be a travel companion of Zhu Minglang’s on first sight.
“Oh, may I ask what your identities are if you dare to travel alone through these mountains infested with demons and monsters? Surely you are not ordinary people, are you?” the master continued to question.
“I am Zhu Minglang, a minor swordsman from the Yaoshan Sword Sect,” Zhu Minglang revealed his identity at this point.
“The Yaoshan Sword Sect!!!” The group exclaid in unison, their gazes suddenly all falling back on Zhu Minglang.
The beautiful eyes of the Demon Sect woman also looked at Zhu Minglang in surprise.
“Indeed, I never expected to et fellow sword enthusiasts in these mountains. It is truly an honor!” Zhu Minglang said.
“But where is your sword?” The master was indeed more ticulous, as he looked around and did not see Zhu Minglang’s sword.
“I am a swordsman of the Flying Sword Faction,” Zhu Minglang said, and with a casual summoning gesture,
a bright crimson sword slowly flew out from the darkness beyond the reach of the campfire light. It arrived beside the campfire, settling next to Zhu Minglang.
(One of the four great tortures in life: the neighbor is renovating.)
(Sleep exploded, updates these days will be sowhat chaotic, really sorry, I will adjust it as soon as possible! Two more chapters before 7 a.m., too lethargic now. Taking advantage of the quiet and sleepiness to get so sleep. Can’t help it, I had always been used to sleeping during the day~)
(And it’s my fault, why am I not striving hard enough to buy a detached villa in the city center where there wouldn’t be neighbors to disturb ~~~~)
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