This is the true immortal of the Taoist sect.

The battle at the mountain stronghold had ended because Wang Jingshu suddenly unleashed her power, killing almost all of the bandits' high-ranking members with a single sword strike. The outcome of the subsequent battle was no longer in doubt.

All the bandits were killed, and Ye Tongzhou, also covered in blood, was directing his soldiers to clean up the battlefield.

Ye San Niang stood at the entrance of the mountain forest, looking anxiously into the forest.

Wang Jingshu has been chasing after him for some time now, but there's still no sign of him.

At this moment, she had completely changed her mindset from wanting to use Wang Jingshu to genuinely caring about her safety.

Just as Ye San Niang was hesitating whether to go in to look for her, Wang Jing Shu finally emerged from inside.

"Third Sister..."

"Jing Shu..."

Despite her injuries not yet having healed, Ye Sanniang rushed over without hesitation, her eyes scanning him up and down, and anxiously asked:

"Jing Shu, are you alright?"

Wang Jingshu shook her head, then lifted the bandit leader's head and laughed:

"Third Sister, I've avenged you..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Wang Jingshu's face turned deathly pale, then she closed her eyes and fell straight down.

Ignoring the bandit leader's head, Ye San Niang grabbed Wang Jing Shu and hugged her tightly.

"Jing Shu... Jing Shu... don't scare me..."

In an instant, Ye San Niang was already in tears.

Hearing the commotion nearby, Ye Tongzhou rushed over and was clearly surprised when he saw the bandit leader's head rolling to the side.

Unexpectedly, Wang Jingshu, at such a young age, was actually able to kill this bandit who was halfway to the fifth realm.

Seeing that Wang Jingshu was unconscious, he felt a little anxious.

He rushed forward to check on her and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that Wang Jingshu had simply fainted from exhaustion.

"Thankfully, he wasn't injured, just unconscious."

Ye San Niang finally realized what was happening, quickly wiped away her tears, picked up Wang Jing Shu, and carried her back.

From beginning to end, she never once looked at the bandit's head, which was enough to earn her a great deal of military merit.

Ye Tongzhou looked at the head on the ground, sighed, then kicked it directly into the forest, out of sight, out of mind.

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When Wang Jingshu woke up again, she had already left the mountains and returned to an inn in Qinghe Town.

Beside the bed, Ye San Niang was dozing off, leaning against the edge of the bed. Judging from the light, it must be night.

Wang Jingshu slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, her head still feeling somewhat dizzy.

She quietly got up, sat cross-legged, and began to try to enter a meditative state.

This method, which was previously almost impossible for her, now presented no obstacle whatsoever.

Just a dozen breaths later, Wang Jingshu got into the zone.

Returning to the center and guarding the center is a method in Taoism for cultivating the primordial spirit.

This is the most beneficial way for Wang Jingshu, whose primordial spirit is greatly depleted at this time.

Unbeknownst to Wang Jingshu, a faint glimmer of light appeared on her forehead between her eyebrows as she sat cross-legged in meditation.

The sword that was placed beside her suddenly unsheathed itself, hovered around her, and slowly circled her.

The magical power within her body resonated with and nourished the sword, growing stronger together.

Ye San Niang, who was lying on the edge of the bed, was awakened by the incomparably sharp sword intent of Yi Ru Jian.

I looked up and saw this scene.

A look of disbelief and horror flashed in his eyes.

Such martial arts actually exist in the world?

A sword that could fly on its own, as if it were alive?

What kind of inheritance did this girl receive? And what kind of sect is the Taoist sect she often mentions?

Ye San Niang suppressed her shock, held her breath, and quietly retreated from the room.

Just as he was about to leave, he became a little worried, so he stayed outside the door, never leaving for a moment.

And this vigil lasted all night.

The next morning, as dawn broke, Wang Jingshu finally awoke from her meditative state.

The drowsiness in her mind finally subsided, and not only that, she also felt that her primordial spirit seemed to have advanced further, becoming more active and stronger than before.

The connection with Yi Rujian is also closer.

If one were to use the sword control technique, one would surely be able to do it even more skillfully.

In addition, Wang Jingshu had some new insights.

It is true that Li Daoxuan created the Yiru Sword Scripture, but the Yiru Sword Scripture that Wang Jingshu is practicing now has obviously undergone a completely new change.

That day, after she unintentionally entered a meditative state, she subconsciously activated the guiding method that her master had taught her, which naturally merged with the Yiru Sword Scripture, forming a complete sword cultivation method that combines movement and stillness.

Although Wang Jingshu did not cultivate Taoist magic and did not understand what this meant, she could feel that the One Like Sword Scripture was significantly more perfect after the fusion.

It suits her better too.

The condensed magical power contains a wisp of sword intent, possessing a sharp quality and extremely strong destructive power.

Moreover, this new method seems to enhance her sword control technique, allowing her to use it more freely.

Wang Jingshu realized that this might be the biggest gain from her bandit-suppression mission.

"When I get back, I'll have my master take a look and see if there are any hidden dangers in this new method of cultivation..."

Wang Jingshu murmured.

He sheathed his sword and got out of bed.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw Ye San Niang sitting by the door, leaning against a pillar, asleep.

Wang Jingshu felt a warmth in her heart upon seeing this, and her nose even felt a little sore.

I never expected that this trip would lead me to meet such a loyal and righteous person from the martial arts world.

Wang Jingshu bent down and gently patted Ye San Niang's shoulder.

"Third Sister, Third Sister... wake up."

Ye San Niang suddenly opened her eyes, her hands instinctively adopting a defensive stance.

He only relaxed after recognizing Wang Jingshu as the other person.

"Oh, it's Jing Shu... You're awake? Are you still feeling unwell?"

As Ye San Niang got up, she asked.

Wang Jingshu couldn't help but feel sorry for her when she saw her wary reaction. Only someone who had been traveling the world and putting himself in dangerous situations for many years would react so strongly.

Thinking of this, Wang Jingshu's tone softened.

"I'm fine, I've fully recovered. How are your injuries, Third Sister?"

Speaking of her injuries, Ye San Niang sighed deeply.

"I've almost recovered."

She knew very well how badly she was injured; she was practically on her last breath.

Unexpectedly, such a serious injury was almost completely cured after taking just one pill given by Wang Jingshu.

This isn't a pill; it's clearly an elixir of immortality...

After waking up, Wang Jingshu asked about the situation and learned that she had been unconscious for two days.

County Magistrate Ye Tongzhou had already led his men back to Anyi County.

Ye San Niang was left to take care of her day and night.

Wang Jingshu felt grateful, and a thought arose in her mind, so she asked:

"Third Sister, what are your plans for the future?"

Ye San Niang smiled and replied:

"Let's go back to Anyi County first and collect the reward from the county government."

"This reward should be enough for me to live on for several years. I plan to use these years to hone my martial arts skills, improve my strength, and strive to enter the third realm."

"We'll talk about it later..."

Wang Jingshu nodded. This was the life of those in the martial world: living on the edge, risking their lives for money, then using that money to gain power, and finally using that power to save their lives...

After hesitating for a moment, Wang Jingshu finally spoke:

"Third Sister, why don't you come with me? I'll go and beg my master to guide you into the Dao..."