Whose heretical cultivator relies on a rich woman to attain enlightenment?

"Your appearance reflects your heart."

"This young master's appearance matches his swordsmanship perfectly; he's a fine prospect."

"When I was still in the Sword Sect, I thought there were many people with clear sword hearts, but I never thought that I would never meet one again after a hundred years of going down the mountain."

"I am now severely injured and have suffered a backlash from the Heavenly Dao. It may be difficult for me to recover for many years to come. If someone can inherit my mantle and guard Jingnan for me, that would be the best thing."

"But, it seems he has some secrets?"

A hint of curiosity shone in his eyes.

Ji Xiaoxiao was still veiled in white gauze, just like when they first met. She was tall and slender, with a cold and aloof demeanor. Her white clothes and skirt were spotless, and she moved with graceful steps.

Her eyes were very gentle, or rather, she was not the kind of person who was high and mighty. It was just that she had to show her authority because of her status. Otherwise, how could she deter the demons from beyond the Great Wall?

She observed carefully without interrupting. As someone who had been through it all, she understood that feeling of sudden enlightenment. This time, she deliberately set a trap to lure him in. The moment she saw Lu Cheng, she felt that the little guy was exceptionally pleasing to the eye.

Just like Han Guang's choice, she also began to go with the flow and follow her heart. However, unlike Han Guang, she was more determined and proactive. Since she couldn't see anything, she decided to take action and use this kind of guidance to verify her guesses.

Lu Cheng was still deep in thought.

His mind was filled with all sorts of random thoughts: his insights into cultivation, his understanding of swordsmanship, how to exert force and how to retract it, how to make a move and how to borrow force. Although his sea of ​​consciousness was very narrow, he was still thinking frantically, trying to comprehend this new function.

He was still pondering the few consecutive sword strikes he had just executed, trying to figure out where he could optimize them, and which movements were not precise enough to unleash their full power...

"ah."

As if waking from a dream!

His eyes regained their anxiety, and it was only now that Lu Cheng realized he was only an inch away from Ji Xiaoxiao, whose face was veiled in white.

Their warm breaths were clearly audible, their noses almost touching, and their bodies leaned slightly forward. It had to be said that Ji Xiaoxiao was the tallest woman he had ever seen, only less than half a head shorter than him.

"You're awake."

The first three words he uttered made Lu's old face crease with embarrassment. Why did this line sound like the development of some strange literature?

"I didn't disturb you just now because it was my first time learning swordsmanship. The longer you immerse yourself in it, the more you understand. You are very good. Last time, you were able to reproduce 80% of my moves after only glancing at them."

He paused for a moment, then Lu Cheng immediately realized what was happening.

"Lord Ji, you deliberately sent these lowly soldiers to...?"

"Um."

Admit it openly and honestly.

"You don't need to be so formal when you see me in the future, and you don't need to address me by my official title. Disciples of the Sword Sect have always been casual, so you can just call me by my name."

"this."

He nodded shamelessly, knowing he couldn't refuse since it was someone else's request.

Glancing at the long sword tightly gripped in Lu Cheng's hand, the young man thought that Ji Xiaoxiao intended to take it back. Being able to get close to such a celestial sword had already benefited him greatly, and he was certainly not a greedy person, so he immediately handed it over with both hands.

"No need, you can keep this for now. You can use it to protect yourself when you go out. But remember, you must not let others see this sword. And remember, never use it unless absolutely necessary."

Why is that?

Lu Cheng couldn't help himself.

Weapons are meant to be used. If you don't let yourself use them, you can say you're too incompetent to use them. But what kind of logic is it to not let anyone see them?

Is such a powerful weapon only fit for a mascot?

At this point, a hint of unease flashed across Ji Xiaoxiao's expression, which greatly surprised Lu Cheng. He never expected that such a fairy would have such an expression.

"Afraid of causing trouble."

"When I was young, I was ignorant and committed too many killings, especially against almost all the experts from the demon race and the southern wilderness. I didn't hold back and killed many people."

"If we are recognized, we will be in trouble. Even now, experts from various countries are offering huge rewards."

"...Consider this sword a gift. Although it is dangerous, it will be beneficial to your cultivation."

Lu Cheng really wanted to speak.

But he opened his mouth and then hesitated, unsure of what to say, and finally swallowed his words. Was this woman a ticking time bomb?

No, you Sword Sect disciples all give this thing to each other as a gift?

However, he now fully understands the relationship between the sect and the company. According to this statement, Ji Xiaoxiao should have studied at the Sword Sect before graduating and looking for a job.

"Elder Sister Xie Ji..."

He quickly changed his tune.

Ji Xiaoxiao did not refute this, saying that the title "elder sister" was just right, neither too distant nor misunderstood.

He turned and walked into the darkness, leaving behind a single sentence.

"Come with me."

The boy immediately followed.

The Demon-Suppressing Tower is eerie in every way. Stepping on the bluestone bricks, they are not as hard as one might imagine, but rather feel soft.

The entire Demon-Suppressing Tower was still shrinking and expanding, like a person's chest breathing continuously. After walking around the steep stairs several times, the atmosphere between the two became somewhat awkward, so Lu Cheng took the initiative to break the silence.

"Sister Ji, may I ask what this Demon-Suppressing Tower is all about? It's very strange; the walls opened and then closed again just now. Could this Demon-Suppressing Tower be a living thing?"

It was just a casual remark, but Ji Xiaoxiao's nod made him gasp!

"Yes, it's a living creature."

"During the previous thousand years of chaos, all the demons captured in the battles were sent to Jingnan."

"If they can be reformed or are willing to atone for their sins, and have not committed any crimes that would be condemned by both gods and men, and have not yet had their minds completely overwhelmed by demonic energy, they will most likely be given a chance to become demons again."

"However, there were always some demons who were difficult to teach and had become complete zombies, so they were all placed in the Demon Locking Tower."

"To settle so many demons and suppress them, in addition to the efforts of successive heads of the Demon Suppression Bureau, magical treasures were naturally indispensable."

"This Demon-Sealing Tower was forged from the stomach of the ancient ferocious beast, Taotie."

He swallowed the "fuck" that was already on the tip of his tongue.

What happened today was enough to completely overturn his understanding; it was simply too exaggerated. He was actually standing on a stomach.

The two continued walking towards the top of the tower. The stairs circled around the entire Demon Suppression Tower. As they walked, Ji Xiaoxiao took the initiative to speak.

"From bottom to top, the demons' realms gradually increase. The first floor consists of initial-realm demons. If you are interested, you can come to the Demon Suppression Tower to practice on weekdays. Most of them are mindless walking corpses or remnant souls that only know how to kill."

"The second layer is..."

"The eighth level is where a demon immortal is trapped. Judging by our level, he is at least at the eighth realm. We killed him when the Great Yue Dynasty founded Jingnan City. However, this demon is immortal, so we permanently suppressed his soul here."

He swallowed hard. If the eighth level is this awesome, what about the ninth level?

Seemingly sensing what the boy was thinking, Ji Xiaoxiao suddenly stopped, causing Lu Cheng to bump into her unexpectedly.

"The ninth floor is where I live."