Jade Dynasty: I am the master of the Burning Sword, my swordsmanship is unparalleled.

Chapter 185 Jin Ping'er's Self-Harm and Mischief
Since Zhang Xiaofan arrived here, there has indeed been no more fighting in Dawang Village. Regardless of whether they are from the righteous or demonic path, if they have any grudges, they will leave Dawang Village to resolve them.

In this way, this remote mountain village, which had finally become lively, was filled with life, and no innocent villagers suffered any misfortune because of the fighting between cultivators.

This is why Zhang Xiaofan didn't attack Qin Wuyan, the Little Poison God. If they were to fight, Qin Wuyan's strength would inevitably cause countless innocent people to die.

After staying in Dawang Village for a day, Zhang Xiaofan ignored the villagers' refusal and left after leaving some loose silver the next morning.

After leaving the village, Zhang Xiaofan headed into the Death Swamp. For the past few days, the sky had been overcast, with a cold wind blowing out from time to time, occasionally carrying droplets of water, which were either rain or dew.

Standing at the entrance to the Death Swamp, Zhang Xiaofan was about to step inside when his eyes suddenly narrowed and he turned to look at a certain place.

After looking at it for a while, Zhang Xiaofan found nothing. Seeing this, Zhang Xiaofan was not annoyed.

"Ding Dong!"

Suddenly, a clear bell sound came from Zhang Xiaofan's waist, followed by an invisible sound wave that spread in all directions.

"Roar!"

Just then, a painful roar came, and then a half-human, half-fish monster emerged from the swamp.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaofan snorted coldly. The next moment, a sword light flashed and killed the fishman on the spot.

"The fish-men of Southern Xinjiang and the Incense Valley are truly getting restless!"

After killing the merman with a single sword strike, Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help but let out a cold snort.

The appearance of these merfolk in this Death Swamp shows that Incense Valley also harbors a greedy desire for the treasures hidden deep within the Death Swamp.

Even the cooperation between Fenxiang Valley and the Demonic Sect was fraught with ulterior motives. Perhaps they were thinking that after the Demonic Sect's Wanrenwang and others fought to the death with their own Qingyun Sect disciples and other righteous cultivators like Tianyin Temple, they would then use these fishmen to reap the benefits.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Xiaofan thought of the plan of Burning Incense Valley. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he transformed into a sword light, heading straight for the depths of the Death Swamp.

These things are certainly important, but what Zhang Xiaofan wants to know more about is the secret of the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury deep within the Death Swamp.

Yesterday, Xiao Huan's strange behavior was still vivid in Zhang Xiaofan's mind. Every time he closed his eyes, he would meet those bloodshot eyes.

From those blood-red eyes, Zhang Xiaofan saw death, slaughter, and a shattered world.

Whose eyes were those? This was a question that had been lingering in Zhang Xiaofan's mind since yesterday.

One thing Zhang Xiaofan was certain of was that those eyes definitely didn't belong to Xiao Huan, at least not to the Xiao Huan he knew.

Moreover, the two erased names, the deliberately left-in name, and the special inscription all seemed to foreshadow that Zhang Xiaofan would go to the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury.

Although Zhang Xiaofan didn't understand the meaning, he could sense that the owner behind those eyes had no ill intentions towards him, and even seemed to be giving him some guidance.

In addition, Zhang Xiaofan also vaguely sensed a special aura from Xiao Huan. The aura was very faint, indistinct, and elusive, seemingly real yet unreal.

Most importantly, that special aura gave Zhang Xiaofan an indescribable feeling, as if he had felt it before, very ethereal.

"Whoosh!" At a certain moment, a flash of sword light appeared, and Zhang Xiaofan's figure suddenly stopped.

Zhang Xiaofan's eyes narrowed slightly as he turned to look at a large tree to the side, where he saw a pale yellow figure slowly walking out from behind the tree.

When Jin Ping'er saw Zhang Xiaofan looking at her, a gentle smile appeared on her face, and she spoke softly.

"Master Zhang's Taoist skills are truly superb. He can treat such a dangerous Death Swamp as nothing. This humble woman is finding it very difficult to walk. I wonder if Master Zhang could give me a ride?"

As she spoke, Jin Ping'er playfully winked at Zhang Xiaofan, her blinking eyes radiating a seductive charm that was hard for any man to resist.

However, Zhang Xiaofan seemed completely oblivious, simply letting out a soft hum and saying...

“I see you’re not slow either. You entered this Death Swamp yesterday and have already arrived here today.”

"Since my skills are no match for Master Zhang's, I can only work hard in other areas."

Jin Ping'er smiled lightly, her eyes seemingly carrying a hint of smugness, but Zhang Xiaofan only glanced at her once more before ignoring her and leaping into the distance, heading deeper into the cave.

The strange phenomenon in the Death Swamp has been present for some time now. Other members of the Qingyun Sect arrived at the Death Swamp earlier, while Zhang Xiaofan arrived a little later.

To arrive at the location of the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury before everyone else, Zhang Xiaofan naturally had to travel at full speed and could not afford to linger on the road.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaofan was about to leave without saying a word, Jin Ping'er couldn't help but feel angry. She had used her beauty to her advantage so obviously, but that guy just wouldn't take the bait?
As a true direct disciple of the Hehuan Sect, Jin Ping'er was already used to the possessive and greedy looks that others gave her, wanting to monopolize her.

But now, Zhang Xiaofan's repeated disregard for her charm has made the usually proud Jin Ping'er a little more stubborn.

"Hmph, I was only thinking of completing my master's task, but now it seems I should show you how powerful I am!"

Watching the sword light that was about to disappear, Jin Ping'er's gentle and charming eyes turned slightly, and the next moment, she suddenly raised her hand and slapped a spot.

"boom!"

A powerful surge of magical energy spread instantly, and then Jin Ping'er raised her hand and patted her shoulder.

"call out!"

After the sword flashed, Zhang Xiaofan paused, turned around abruptly, and his eyes darkened.

The next moment, a sword light soared into the air and arrived beside Jin Ping'er in the blink of an eye. The sword light flashed and transformed into Zhang Xiaofan's figure, who caught Jin Ping'er around the waist as she was about to fall.

Jin Ping'er felt a blur before her eyes, and then a strong, powerful arm wrapped around her slender waist. Then, Zhang Xiaofan's cold and stern face came into view.

After embracing Jin Ping'er, Zhang Xiaofan's eyes flashed with a cold glint. His sharp gaze swept around, searching for the person who had made the move, and he asked softly.

"Can you see where those alien races are?"

(End of this chapter)