Junior Sister is skilled in subduing demons.

Chapter 219 Enveloped in Celestial Charm
As the smoke from the Shu Mountain battlefield gradually dissipated, the corpses of the demon soldiers on the ground turned to ashes in the residual golden light of the Demon-Slaying Sword, leaving only a faint demonic aura drifting in the air.

As Shen Anzhi gripped the Demon-Slaying Sword, he suddenly felt a warmth in his palm. The runes on the sword were emitting a faint light, actively absorbing the surrounding demonic energy as if they were alive. The originally pale golden sword now had a deep dark pattern.

"This Demon-Slaying Sword... it actually possesses such spirituality?" Xu Changqing, the head of the Shu Mountain Sect, stepped forward, his eyes filled with amazement. He had cultivated for hundreds of years and seen countless divine artifacts, but he had never seen a weapon that could actively absorb demonic energy.

Xu Changqing extended his fingertip and gently touched the sword. A pure spiritual energy instantly flowed through him, making him exclaim in admiration: "No wonder it could kill the Demon Lord. Such power is probably beyond the reach of even the most precious treasures of Mount Shu."

Lingjizi smiled and shook his head, then reached out and stroked the runes on the Demon-Slaying Sword to explain: "Sect Leader Xu, you may not know this, but the Demon-Slaying Sword needs to be nourished by the souls of demons. Right now, it is still in its initial stage. What it has just shown is only the lowest level of power. When it absorbs enough demon souls and reaches the top level, not to mention the Demon Lord, even the Heavenly Demon will have to give way."

Shen Anzhi was startled by what she heard, and gripped the sword hilt even tighter. Gazing at the shimmering light flowing across the blade, she suddenly remembered what Lingjizi had said before: "The path to subduing demons and monsters is still very long." It turned out that the growth of this sword was closely connected to her own path of cultivation.

"There's no time to lose, let's repair the barrier as soon as possible!" Xu Changqing snapped out of his daze, his expression turning serious. He turned to the Shu Mountain disciples and shouted, "Disciples, follow me as I ascend, and use our spiritual power to repair the barrier!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Changqing leaped into the air, his body radiating a pale blue spiritual energy, and a transparent spiritual sword gradually materialized beneath his feet. With a tap of his toes, the spiritual sword carried him towards the barrier at the summit of Mount Shu. The other disciples of Mount Shu also sprang into action, some wielding immortal swords, others summoning spirit birds, and countless beams of spiritual light rose from the mountains, flying towards the barrier like shooting stars.

Shen Anzhi sat on the back of the mythical beast horned eagle of Mount Shu and was completely stunned by the scene before him. Clouds and mist swirled around the top of Mount Shu, and sunlight shone through the clouds, gilding the figures of the disciples with a golden edge.

Some disciples sat cross-legged on their immortal swords, their fingertips radiating spiritual energy that flowed into the barrier like ribbons. Others rode spirit cranes, traversing the clouds, meticulously examining every crack. Still others formed arrays, their spiritual energy weaving into a net to cover every flaw in the barrier. The scene was dreamlike and ethereal, like a flowing scroll of a fantasy epic.

"Anzhi, keep watch around and don't let any stragglers break the barrier and repair it!" Lingjizi's voice came as he rode Duoqi, his body radiating a faint purple spiritual power, constantly purifying the demonic energy around the barrier.

Shen Anzhi quickly snapped out of his daze, gripped the Demon-Slaying Sword tightly, and scanned his surroundings warily. The horned eagle spread its wings and nimbly weaved through the clouds. Whenever it spotted a stray demon soldier, Shen Anzhi would swing the Demon-Slaying Sword. A flash of golden light, and the demon soldier would instantly turn to ashes.

This was the first time Anzhi had seen Mount Shu from such a high altitude. The entire mountain was enveloped in a rich spiritual energy, with ancient pines growing lush and green, exotic flowers and rare herbs everywhere, and clear streams flowing down the mountainside, shimmering in the sunlight.

On the distant summit of Mount Shu, three majestic mountains could be faintly seen emerging from the clouds. The snow-capped sacred mountain, perpetually covered in snow, stood like a silver giant atop the clouds. The Haotian Mirror atop the Golden Summit of Mount Emei still radiated white light, echoing the barrier of Mount Shu. At the summit of the Three Gorges, mist swirled, and the rushing river could be vaguely seen winding like a silver ribbon through the mountains. "Such a fairyland, no wonder it's a holy land for cultivators," Shen Anzhi murmured to herself, her yearning for cultivation growing stronger. She watched the disciples of Mount Shu soar through the clouds on their swords, their figures light and graceful, filled with envy. If she could also possess the ability to fly on a sword like them, could she better protect those around her? Could she realize the dream of cultivating immortality she had made in the Bamboo Sea sooner?

As the horned eagle darted through the clouds, Shen Anzhi watched the Shu Mountain disciples below, who were flying on their swords, her fingertips unconsciously curling. The Demon-Slaying Sword burned in her palm, and she suddenly wanted to jump off the horned eagle. If only she could also condense a spiritual sword and let spiritual energy support her body as she soared through the clouds, without having to rely on divine beasts, how wonderful that would be! This thought grew wildly as soon as it popped into her head, and even the wind brushing past her ears seemed to urge her to try it. Her desire to cultivate immortality burned even hotter at this moment.

The horned eagle seemed to sense Shen Anzhi's thoughts and gently nuzzled her arm. Shen Anzhi stroked the horned eagle's feathers and suddenly thought of Tuantuan, who was still in the Qiangcheng camp. If Tuantuan could come to Shushan with her and see such beautiful scenery, would she be like the horned eagle and willing to fight alongside her?
“Senior Lingjizi,” Shen Anzhi couldn’t help but ask, “You said before that Chi You had two iron-eating beasts under his command, one for being cute and the other as a mount. But Tuantuan is neither a mount nor quite cute, and it always makes me angry. So which one is it?”

Lingjizi couldn't help but laugh after hearing this, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes smoothed out: "Girl, the temperaments of the Iron-Eating Beasts vary greatly. How can they be simply divided into two categories: cute and mounts? Tuantuan is naturally rebellious, but it also has its own shining points. You see, although it is naughty, it blocked the poisonous vines on the Shu Road. Although it did not participate in the battle at Longding Mountain, it did not cause you any trouble. Perhaps when it understands, it will be more reliable than Duoqi?"

Shen Anzhi nodded, seemingly understanding, as her disappointment gradually dissipated. She gazed at the summit of Mount Shu, where the cracks in the barrier were slowly healing thanks to the disciples' efforts, and the pale blue light grew increasingly intense, enveloping the entire mountain.

After an unknown amount of time, Xu Changqing's voice rang out in the mountains: "The barrier has been repaired, and Mount Shu is safe!"

The disciples cheered and descended on their swords to the summit of Mount Shu.

Shen Anzhi rode the horned eagle and flew over as well. Looking at the intact barrier, he felt a surge of relief. Lingjizi stepped forward and patted her on the shoulder: "Girl, thanks to you and the Demon-Slaying Sword, Shu Mountain was able to escape danger this time. Next, we will continue to support Qiang City, where the battle is still ongoing."

Shen Anzhi gripped the Demon-Slaying Sword tightly, his gaze resolute: "Senior, rest assured, I will continue to fight, protecting the land of Bashu, protecting every inch of this land."

The clouds and mist of Mount Shu still lingered, and the sunlight shone through the barrier, warm and bright.

As Shen Anzhi gazed upon the sacred land of cultivation before her, her dream grew ever clearer. She would strive to cultivate diligently and become a true cultivator as soon as possible, flying on a sword like the disciples of Mount Shu, protecting all living beings.

She also believed that the mischievous Tuan Tuan would one day understand her feelings and fight alongside her.