Junior Sister is skilled in subduing demons.

Chapter 5 was ultimately underestimated.
"Don't think that just because you're Fan Jin's little follower now I can't teach you anything. No matter where I am, I'll always be your senior sister."

"Look at what you've done! Didn't you eat breakfast? You can't even get the dust off properly!"

"Baby, go and get her another rag."

The leopard cat immediately jumped off Luo Ling's hand, picked up a rag from the steps, and leaped in front of An Zhi.

Looking at the leopard cat that had once been her only companion, Anzhi felt a pang of sadness. She was about to reach out and pet it when the leopard cat bared its teeth, startling her back. She stood there dumbfounded, her heart torn apart.

Seeing this, Luo Ling smiled smugly and said, "Come on, baby, Mommy's legs hurt."

The leopard cat nestled at Luo Ling's feet and then licked her ankle, sending waves of cool spiritual energy through her.

"Oh dear, thanks to your guidance, I wish the baby's Heavenly Dew level was a bit higher."

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And so, Anzhi herself couldn't believe that she had actually endured Luo Ling's incessant nagging for almost half an hour, until a disciple came to report that Elder Fan Jin had returned. Only then did Luo Ling proudly lead the leopard cat toward Fan Jin's pavilion.

Snapped

After Luo Ling left, An Zhi angrily threw the rag on the ground and said viciously, "I'll make you pay for this sooner or later."

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Sanqing Blessed Land, Dragon Head Pavilion.

Luo Ling hurried towards the pavilion, still feeling excited about K Anzhi. She was even a little carried away as she went up to the pavilion, only coming to her senses when she saw Fan Jin with his back to her in the main hall.

She gently placed the leopard cat at the doorway, then entered the house with a sword in hand, bowing respectfully: "Luo Ling greets her martial aunt!"

"Cough cough cough..." Upon hearing the sound, Fan Jin turned around, leaning on his cane, and walked to the chair: "Ling'er, come, come, sit down."

Luo Ling is the senior disciple of Sanqing Palace, and Fan Jin, although nominally retired, still takes good care of her.

"Ling'er, your martial uncle called you here because he wants to ask about Anzhi." Fan Jin felt that Anzhi was still young, and if he was arranged to stay in the blessed land for the rest of his life, his life would be ruined. He still wanted to fight for Anzhi.

Upon hearing this, Luo Ling's face immediately darkened. After a moment of contemplation, she said, "Uncle-Master, among the sixteen female disciples of the sect, Shen Anzhi has the worst aptitude. It has been over a year, and he still doesn't know the most basic demon-capturing techniques. He was second to last in the assessment a few days ago."

"Who is in last place?" Fan Jin asked casually.

Luo Ling reported: "Li Xiaoyan has been assigned to the kitchen by the senior brother."

Fan Jin frowned upon hearing this, staring blankly at the door. Such a result was indeed not presentable.

Luo Ling observed Fan Jin's changing expression. She was very afraid that Fan Jin would plead for An Zhi, since with Fan Jin's seniority, as long as he spoke, the sect leader and other elders would have to give in.

"Uncle-Master, you are also the most prestigious elder in our Sanqing Palace. Actually, although Shen Anzhi lacks wisdom, Ling'er thinks that she is better off following you than following others. I've noticed that she's become more diligent these past few days." Luo Ling wanted to use this argument to dissuade Fan Jin from pleading for Shen Anzhi, and ideally, to confine Shen Anzhi to this institution, which was essentially a retirement home, for the rest of her life.

Sure enough, Fan Jin smiled upon hearing this: "Yes, yes, this girl is quite diligent."

“Now that you’re getting older, it would be good to find you a helper to tidy up the yard and organize the scriptures and ancient books. As for cultivation, Ling’er thinks you can gradually enlighten her in the future.” Luo Ling once again stated her point of view.

Seeing that Fan Jin did not give a direct response, Luo Ling simply went straight to the point: "Uncle-Master, I know you want us to give Anzhi another chance, but this decision has already been discussed by the Sect Leader and all the elders. Besides, if I use connections, how am I supposed to manage the other dozen or so female disciples on our mountain in the future? I suggest we put this matter on hold."

Fan Jin nodded after hearing this. He had originally wanted to plead for Anzhi and ask Luo Ling to give Anzhi another chance, but after Luo Ling's brainwashing, he gave up the idea. He decided not to mention it for now and to talk about it later.

"Alright, alright. Anyway, this girl is quite diligent. As the senior sister, you should be more tolerant and give her more guidance." After saying that, Fan Jin walked out of the house with his cane: "Keep this in mind. If you have the chance, give her some money."

"Yes, Uncle-Master, Ling'er will definitely follow your teachings." After saying that, Luo Ling watched Fan Jin's departing figure, and her face changed from a forced smile to a very gloomy expression.

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evening,

Anzhi was overjoyed. Although Luo Ling had come to provoke her, it did not affect her reliving the joy of destroying the paulownia tree demon in the back mountain. On the contrary, she was looking forward to the night falling because she now had the urge to go into the back mountain again.

"Snake Treasure, Snake Treasure!" After confirming that no one was around, Anzhi began searching for traces of the spirit snake on the bookshelf.

"Snake Treasure, where is it? Come out quickly, let's go to the back mountain." Anzhi wondered why the spirit snake had disappeared.

Leaning against the fourth-floor pavilion, Anzhi stared intently at the path leading down the mountain. Finally, the disciples of Sanqing Palace, with their usual carefree and arrogant gait, returned to their mountain peak with joy.

Unable to contain his excitement, Anzhi reached for the peach wood sword on the table.

"What are you still looking at? If you want to go, then go. Old Man Fan has gone to Jade Capital Peak." The spirit snake suddenly appeared behind them.

Upon hearing this, Anzhi excitedly held the spirit snake in his hands: "Where did you go? I was so worried about you."

“Hehe, you need to cultivate, and so do I, a snake.” After saying that, the spirit snake got to the point: “Hurry up, Old Man Fan will be back soon, and we must be back before he returns.”

"Let's go!" An Zhi grabbed the peach wood sword from the table and ran downstairs.

As before, they quietly approached the courtyard wall, and through the dog hole, the man and the snake slipped into the back mountain of Sanqing Palace.

The back mountain was particularly eerie at night, shrouded in thick fog, with all sorts of phantoms drifting about and hollow wails rising and falling.

"Don't be afraid. You can sense the demon by circulating your spiritual energy." Seeing that Anzhi was too nervous to move forward, the spirit snake encouraged him, "Don't worry, I'm here."

Anzhi remained timid and hesitant, but she tried her best to circulate the spiritual energy within her body.

Sure enough, after her eyes turned green, she saw something she shouldn't have seen, and she also sensed something behind her.

"Don't turn around, stab with your backhand," the serpent whispered on Anzhi's shoulder.

Anzhi squeezed the peach wood sword, which was already sweating, and seized the opportunity to stab it with a backhand.

"Ow..."

After a piercing wail, the demon spirit behind him quickly appeared, clutching the peach wood sword that had been pierced into his body and retreating repeatedly.

whoosh...

Before Anzhi could react, two vines swiftly descended from the sky.

Anzhi had to dodge in time; the vine, like a sharp sword, brushed against his body and pierced the soil.

Immediately afterwards, an inexplicable force seemed to choke Anzhi, making it difficult for her to breathe.

"Quickly, quickly channel your spiritual energy into your palms and use Palm Lightning!" the spirit snake shouted upon seeing this.

The Palm Lightning Technique was taught to Anzhi by Menghong in a dream. It has ten levels, and Anzhi's Palm Lightning Technique is currently only at level one.

Anzhi was in great pain, his eyes were red, and his mind felt like it was going to shut down.

She focused her spiritual energy into her palms, and within seconds a ball of lightning condensed in both palms.

"Palm Thunder!" An Zhi cried out the name of his ultimate move in pain, and then unleashed a powerful palm strike.

Two bolts of lightning flew out from his palms and struck the demon spirit, immediately producing a crackling sound.

The demon was seriously injured and immediately released its tentacles to escape. Anzhi, who had recovered, picked up the peach wood sword on the ground and threw it at the demon. The peach wood sword pierced through the demon like a flying needle and stuck into the tree on the opposite side.

After several rounds of fierce battles, Anzhi finally eliminated the three demon spirits. At this moment, she no longer had the excitement of just killing the demons. With a slightly more mature demeanor, she calmly squatted down, picked up the demon spirit seals on the ground, and held them in her palm, gazing at them intently.

"How is it?" The spirit snake nimbly crawled over and, seeing the six demon spirit seals in An Zhi's palm, immediately said excitedly, "Aha, congratulations, you're one step closer to becoming a demon slayer."

Hearing the praise, An Zhi's confidence grew even stronger. She put the demon spirit seal into her bundle, then stood up and looked into the depths of the back mountain, saying, "Snake Treasure, let's go. There must be many more demon spirits inside."

"Yay! Our Anzhi has finally grown up, hahaha." The spirit snake excitedly jumped onto Anzhi's shoulder.

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And so, Anzhi worked on the back mountain from nightfall until late at night, obtaining a total of ten demon spirit seals. She didn't know exactly how many demon spirits she had killed, but she was so tired when she got back that she fell asleep as soon as she lay down.