This is the true immortal of the Taoist sect.

Wang Jingshu was shocked to discover that her inner core was not a round elixir, but rather the shape of a miniature sword.

Hanging upside down in his dantian, Wujin exuded a sharp sword aura all over his body.

Even her magical power was like sword energy, full of sharpness.

Even if Wang Jingshu doesn't use sword techniques and only uses pure magic power to fight, she can still achieve the effect of sword energy injuring people.

"This is the true path of the sword immortal..."

A sudden realization dawned on Wang Jingshu; she knew that her understanding was on the right track.

She walks a path that transcends the limitations of sword immortality.

A sword is a sword. From the very beginning of its creation, it has only one purpose: to kill the enemy.

Therefore, the path of sword cultivators has only one goal: to be invincible under the sword.

No matter your myriad techniques and supernatural abilities, I will shatter them all with a single sword strike.

Under my sword, all paths submit, and all heavens retreat...

Wang Jingshu was overjoyed; finding direction was far more gratifying than becoming an earth immortal.

From now on, she will no longer be confused, but will only move forward step by step with determination until she reaches the end of this road.

"Master Jinghong..."

Wang Jingshu, who was immersed in joy, was awakened by Cang Que's voice. Only then did she notice Cang Que lying not far away.

Wang Jingshu sheathed her sword and flashed to his side.

Are you alright?

Using his magic, he helped her up and gently asked her.

Cang Que stood up, feeling somewhat ashamed.

I originally wanted to be a protector of the flower, but I never expected that I would become a burden along the way.

"I'm fine..."

Cang Que said awkwardly.

"Huh? The poison in your body..."

Wang Jingshu exclaimed in surprise.

Without saying a word, he grabbed Cang Que's wrist and took his pulse.

A few breaths later, Wang Jingshu asked with a puzzled look:

When were you cured of the poison?

Cang Que was also somewhat bewildered. He quickly circulated his internal energy and examined himself, and sure enough, he found that the toxin, which had been like a bone-deep infection, had completely disappeared.

"I...I don't know either..."

Wang Jingshu seemed to be deep in thought. She looked around, thought for a moment, and then said loudly:

"Senior Zhu Yan, I will always remember your kindness in testing my sword and enlightening me."

After saying this, Wang Jingshu bowed deeply towards the ruins of the mountain forest before her.

Cang Que also realized what was happening and quickly followed suit, bowing in greeting:

"Thank you so much for helping me detoxify..."

However, Zhu Yan did not appear, so naturally there was no response.

Wang Jingshu had now figured it out: although this ancient beast had not yet reached its peak, its strength was comparable to that of a master at the Earth Immortal Vajra Realm.

Given her strength at the time, before she had even reached the level of an Earth Immortal, the other party wouldn't have needed to exert so much effort to kill her; a single, serious punch would probably have been enough to obliterate her.

Throughout the entire exchange, Zhu Yan maintained the limit of power that Wang Jingshu could just bear. Although it seemed as if Zhu Yan was fighting because of his love of war, he was actually feeding her moves, forcing Wang Jingshu to break through her limits and find the sword path in her heart.

Although Wang Jingshu didn't understand why a strange beast would go to such lengths to help her, she would never forget this great kindness.

Seeing that Zhu Yan did not respond, Wang Jingshu did not persist and turned to Cang Que, saying:

"Come on, can you fly by yourself?"

Cang Que's cheeks flushed slightly, and he stammered:

"With my cultivation level, I'm afraid... I can't keep up with you..."

Wang Jingshu didn't speak, but made a hand seal, and a magic array appeared above her head.

A high-pitched dragon roar rang out, and a golden dragon flew out from the magic array.

It was the Dragon-Flying Technique taught by Li Daoxuan.

Wang Jingshu leaped up and landed on the dragon's head, speaking calmly to Cang Que:

"Come up."

Cang Que was also seeing this supernatural power for the first time, and he was amazed.

After jumping onto the dragon's head, I couldn't help but ask:

"Master Jinghong, what kind of martial arts technique is this?"

Wang Jingshu didn't hide anything and introduced:

"This is a secret technique of my Taoist sect, the Dragon Flying Technique, a method used for flying and traveling."

Cang Que looked at the divine dragon beneath him with astonishment and exclaimed:

"What kind of strange beast is this? It looks like a snake, but it has four limbs and two horns on its head. It is a hundred times more wondrous than any snake."

Wang Jingshu knew that there was no such creature as a "dragon" in this world. Her junior brother, Zhu Jiu, was the first great dragon in the world to embark on the path of dragon transformation, and therefore occupied the fortune of the ancestral dragon.

"This is a dragon, a unique species born of nature. It can soar through the heavens and dive into the sea. It can summon wind and rain and control the changing seasons. It is a mythical beast in mythology."

Cang Que listened to Wang Jing Shu's introduction with a look of surprise.

This was the first time he had ever heard of a dragon, a mythical beast. If such a beast truly possessed the extraordinary abilities that Wang Jingshu described, then perhaps no other beast in the world could compare to it.

"Why have I never heard of such a powerful beast?"

Cang Que couldn't help but ask in confusion.

Wang Jingshu naturally couldn't tell him that there were no dragons in the past, she simply said:

"How many strange beasts are there in the world? Who can know them all?"

Cang Que thought that made sense; it was impossible for him to know all the strange beasts.

So he stopped asking questions.

After things quieted down, a moment of awkwardness ensued.

Cang Que pondered for a long time before a sentence finally came to mind:

"What are you going to Celestial City for?"

Wang Jingshu said without turning her head:

"Just joining in the fun..."

Cang Que was taken aback, then laughed:

"I thought you were going to compete for the last three spots on the Imperial Son's Order. If that's the case, then one of those spots will likely be gone for everyone else."

Wang Jingshu still did not turn around.

"I'm well over thirty, I can't participate..."

Cang Que was stunned again, disbelief in his eyes...

Wang Jingshu looks to be only in her early twenties, how could she possibly be over thirty?

It is common knowledge that lifespan can be extended after reaching a high level of cultivation. However, to maintain a youthful appearance, one must become an Earth Immortal in one's twenties; otherwise, it is impossible for one's face to be free of the marks of time.

But Wang Jingshu was clearly a newly cultivated Earth Immortal...

At this moment, Wang Jingshu finally turned around, a playful smile appearing on her lips.

"So in my eyes, you're like a child..."

After saying that, Wang Jingshu ignored him and sat cross-legged on the dragon head, closing her eyes to regulate her breathing.

Cang Que was struck dumb, his face turning deathly pale instantly.

"So in my eyes, you're like a child..."

"You're like a child..."

"child..."

Wang Jingshu's words echoed repeatedly in his heart, like a blizzard falling in the dead of winter.

It suddenly made his heart feel cold and piercing.

Cang Que forced a smile, his voice hoarse as he said:

"I see..."

In the following days, Cang Que spoke significantly less.

If they encountered a powerful beast, he no longer tried to rush in front of Wang Jingshu to protect her.

The two were like strangers traveling together for a while.

Wang Jingshu could only sigh helplessly at this sight.

With her experience, how could she not see through Cang Que's thoughts?

However, Wang Jingshu already had someone she loved, so it was impossible for her to fall for a young man who was almost twenty years younger than her.

Even if she doesn't have a sweetheart, she probably won't waste much time on romantic relationships.

Her ultimate pursuit is to cultivate the way of the sword.

Although doing so would indeed be somewhat cruel to Cang Que, such matters require decisive action.

A few days later, after overcoming numerous obstacles, the two finally managed to fly out of the desolate ancient mountains.

After cultivating into a sword immortal, Wang Jingshu's strength increased dramatically, and her sword-wielding killing power became unimaginably formidable.

Even those mythical beasts at the Earth Immortal Realm wouldn't dare to easily fight her to the death.

That's why they were able to escape the desolate ancient mountains unscathed.

After flying out of the Desolate Ancient Mountains, Wang Jingshu originally planned to fly straight to Tianxiang City, but when she passed through a mountain village, she suddenly sensed a familiar aura.

So he pressed down on the dragon head and descended.

Upon recognizing the source of that familiar aura, Wang Jingshu immediately adopted a solemn expression, straightened her clothes, and walked forward respectfully.

Cang Que followed behind her and looked up. He saw a temple standing in front of him. Above the temple gate hung a plaque with three characters written on it: "Taoist Temple".