Demon Sword Immortal

She planned to spend quality time with her husband, Bai Lianzhou, and help him with various miscellaneous tasks.

Because Bai Lianzhou was indeed very busy—the Divine Cry Sword Path had become famous because of Bai Xiang, and disciples flocked to sign up, so Bai Lianzhou was busy dealing with children and parents every day.

In addition to instructing apprentices and demonstrating exercises, he was so tired every day that he didn't even want to take a bath, and Shen Xuelan would help him clean himself with a wet towel.

On the third generation side, Xu Shu became an inner disciple, and it seems that he has already gained Bai Shengju's approval. After a period of observation, he can pass on the 'Zhenjian Jue'.

Because of the resumption of classes, Bai Leying and Bai Maoxu both went back to school and lived on campus.

But Bai Zhuqing chose to stay, pretending to be a senior sister outside every day to guide the newly enrolled disciples, and occasionally running to the back to check on Bai Xiang.

She wasn't annoying; she just watched.

Looking at the white, I want to cultivate myself; looking at the white, I want to practice swordsmanship.

Occasionally, when he encountered something he didn't understand about the 'Sword Shaking Technique,' he would come to Bai Xiang for help, and he would usually understand it after Bai Xiang shook his sword a couple of times.

Bai Xiang suspected that she was doing it on purpose, using the excuse of not knowing to approach Zhen, but Bai Xiang had no evidence.

The good news is that Bai Zhuqing is making rapid progress in his cultivation of the "Sword Shaking Technique".

The downside is that she's been giving me increasingly strange looks, and I always feel like she's 'eager to try' something.

More than a month passed, and Xiang Xian tested Bai Xiang, discovering that her "cultivation" was indeed improving, and finally believed her lies. She said that she would pass on the essence of the "Jade Bright Sword" to her in a while, and told her to pay attention to self-cultivation in the near future.

Bai Xiang's understanding of Taoism was completely different from her own. She made a mental note of Xiang Xian's words and planned to go to the recruitment office in the afternoon to see if there were any requests to hunt demons.

Since she was going to kill demons to consecrate her sword anyway, accepting the commission meant she could get two benefits for one job. She wouldn't refuse such a benefit and didn't mind.

But on the way, she received a text message from Chen Jing.

Bai Xiang read the text twice to make a lot of typos, confirming that she hadn't misunderstood. Chen Jing wanted her to lend a helping hand in finding her missing father.

How could her father have disappeared?

'Chen Zhi'en'.

The name suddenly popped up, taking Bai Xiang back to their first encounter at the hospital.

Bai Xiang pulled a business card out of his phone case, stared at the words "Deputy Manager of R&D Department, Qingyun Pharmaceutical," squinted, and fell into deep thought.

Chapter Twenty-Two: Learning Swordsmanship

"Sister?"

In the front row, a pretty girl with a ponytail turned her head and looked at Bai Xiang with some confusion: "What is Senior Sister looking at?"

Her name is 'Hu Hu', and she and the driver sitting next to her, 'Ma Yue', are both new disciples who joined within the past month.

Ma Yue has a horse-like face, slightly dark skin, and a mature personality. Apart from not liking to talk much, just like Bai Lianzhou, he is quite nice.

Hu Hu is much more lively. Her signature feature is that her hair automatically sticks up on her forehead, revealing most of her delicate and broad forehead, making people want to flick her fingers.

Neither of them came from wealthy backgrounds. Bai Lianzhou believed that only people with no way out could devote their minds to swordsmanship, so most of the first batches recruited were from commoner families.

These people signed up mainly because it was their parents' idea.

After all, with Bai Xiang's victory in the swordsmanship competition, the fame of the Divine Cry Sword spread widely. These parents didn't expect the Divine Cry Sword to reach the level of the Seventy-Two Styles, but it certainly seemed much stronger than the likes of Huanxi Swordsmanship.

However, they genuinely wanted to join the Divine Cry Sword Path. Excluding a few who were truly only interested in practicing swordsmanship, most of them were actually influenced by Hakusou when making this choice.

To put it bluntly—I came for my idol.

Ma Yue was a man of few words, but Hu Hu never shied away from admitting that he was Bai Xiang's fan. Every day, he would follow Bai Zhuqing around like a shadow, calling her "Little Senior Sister" and asking her every day why "Little Senior Sister" and "Big Senior Sister" hadn't come out yet.

In Bai Zhuqing's own words, it was, "Someone like you wouldn't even be qualified to enter the dojo if you weren't a girl."

Of course, this was just said in anger, because Bai Lianzhou wasn't stupid.

He doesn't want kids with impure motives who are just chasing after celebrities.

(Winning a sword duel allows one to accept disciples of the Wind Riding Sword Path, but most of them were rejected by Bai Lianzhou.)

"There are some things to take care of," Bai Xiang said casually, looking up at her. "Let's change our destination. I need to go back to school first."

Is there another side quest?

Hu Hu was delighted, thinking it was an extra bonus; he imagined that after Bai went to school, they could still take her to the job fair.

Isn't this tantamount to voluntarily extending service hours? Which fan wouldn't be happy to have this opportunity?

Sure enough, I was right to keep an eye on the entrance to the inner hall every day!

When my senior sister came out looking for someone to drive, Master Bai immediately picked me.

Hu Hu secretly nudged his elbow and clenched his fist, his face displaying an expression of '=v='.

Master Bai = Bai Lianzhou.

Bai Xiang is now considered a public figure, and it's no longer appropriate for her to go out in public alone. Therefore, the temple provided her with a car, and each time she goes out, she is accompanied by a male disciple who can drive and a sensible and well-behaved female disciple.

Ma Yue said nothing, but his subordinate turned the steering wheel, preparing to turn around at the intersection and drive back.

We arrived at No. 1 Middle School quickly.

"I really miss it..." Hu Hu peeked into the crowd, a nostalgic look in his eyes.

There are two types of students who pursue science and humanities: those who do not.

Those who choose the arts and sciences path come to school for classes and practice swordsmanship in their spare time.

Those who don't follow the arts and sciences path are like Hu Hu and Ma Yue; they simply register their academic records at the school and spend their time at the dojo practicing swordsmanship.

This distinction started after the end of the third year of junior high school. Hu Hu had also attended large classrooms before, and he missed the atmosphere here.

It was 4 p.m. Some junior high students had already finished school, and many children were being picked up by their parents with bags on their backs and wooden swords in their hands. There was a large crowd of people at the school gate.

Unlike at noon when the whole school gets out of school at the same time, the traffic congestion wasn't too bad. Ma Yue insisted on driving to the school gate, and then immediately saw a girl with pigtails sitting on the steps of the fruit shop next to the gate.

She was too conspicuous.

Without a backpack, head down, holding a cell phone, face buried in shadow, he looked completely out of place in the outside world.

"It's her." Bai Xiang nodded, reached out and pushed open the car door to get out.

This behavior exacerbates traffic congestion.

Many people in the neighborhood habitually turn their heads to look over, and then they can never turn back.

"It's wishful thinking..."

"Is she a senior? Really?"

"The senior is here! The senior is here!"

As the news spread, an uproar ensued.

Even the students on duty who were supposed to maintain order couldn't sit still and stood on tiptoe to get a glimpse of her. The atmosphere at the scene was extremely lively.

If Bai had simply wanted to appear at the recruitment office, it wouldn't have had such a sensational effect.

But the school is the children's territory, not to mention that she was a student at No. 1 Middle School and had already earned a nickname here—the students affectionately called her "senior sister".

Bai didn't care about these things, otherwise she wouldn't have gotten off the bus at all.

But in Chen Jing's eyes, who looked up in alarm, her appearance truly created the effect of 'everyone's expectation' and 'everyone's attention'.

If you say you're forced to escape the world because of fear and resentment, then Bai Xiang is dragging the world down from the sky, forcing those who didn't care about you to look over.

Chen Jing felt that it was already dawn.

Despite three days of disappointment, she rekindled her hope.

A dozen minutes later, led by their acquaintance Ma Bolan, Bai Xiang and Chen Jing arrived at an empty classroom.

There was no parking near the school, so Ma Yue couldn't come. Only Hu Hu, carrying his sword, stood guard at the entrance with Ma Bolan, staring at each other, neither willing to speak first.

This was Bai Xiang's request—she and Chen Jing needed to discuss something, and it was impossible for anyone to overhear them.

Ignoring Chen Jing, Bai Xiang placed 'Fei Xiang Tian' on the table, sat down, breathed a sigh of relief, and peered out the window from his seat.

Given the huge reaction it had already caused, even considering the banner still hanging at the entrance of the school, it was impossible for her to 'pass by her alma mater without going in,' so she still decided to hold the conversation inside.

"This matter."

Then she looked back at her deskmate.

"Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Jing shed two tears.

With her father missing, the family was suddenly without a man, leaving only her and her mother to beg for help and try to find out his whereabouts... It was incredibly difficult.

They searched through almost every channel, including the Inspection and Supervision Department, the Road Transport Department, the Transportation Department, and the Supervision Department.

Among these people, the better ones treated Chen's mother and Chen Jing like a football, either shirking responsibility or telling them to go back and wait for notification.

Those who are less capable simply can't bring themselves to say it! They just want to take advantage of someone's misfortune, to get their money and their woman!

When we asked the school, they said there was nothing they could do.

Class teacher Gao Feng, true to his street-smart appearance, offered the only reliable advice he could provide.

He told Chen Jing that there was no shortage of small-scale demonic disturbances in the Red Dragon Path, but since people had gone missing and there was no other evidence, the Inspectorate would not accept the case at all.

What he said was already quite cryptic.

After listening to Chen Jing's explanation, Bai Xiang made up his mind.

The original statement should be that a case cannot be filed without a body.

“They said Dad has only been missing for 10 days, less than a month, so they can’t handle this for us,” Chen Jing said, her eyes red and her voice trembling.

"Where are my relatives?" Bai asked.

“I asked relatives for help, but those people only approached me because they wanted my dad’s job. After my dad’s accident, their attitude changed. The few who were willing to help couldn’t find a way to get in touch.”

"The company?" Bai Xiang frowned. "Qingyun Pharmaceuticals."

"Qingyun Pharmaceuticals won't even let us through the gate..."

It would have been better if this hadn't been mentioned, but the mere mention of Qingyun's name made Chen Jing feel wronged and on the verge of tears.

Bai wanted to ask her why she hadn't asked for help sooner, but she was too ashamed to tell her that it was because she felt the distance between them had grown and she didn't deserve to bother her.

She wouldn't have sent Bai Xiang a message if she hadn't been truly desperate and even contemplated suicide to amplify her impact and seek help from society.

Poor child.

Bai shook his head as he listened.

Chen Jing was her only friend from No. 1 Middle School.

Even if Chen Zhi'en wasn't involved in the case she was investigating, just based on that connection, she would definitely see it through to the end.

But we can't keep doing this forever, can we?

Given the current situation, it is unlikely that I will take the major exam, namely the national sword test.

A fishpond that can be blown up by Chai Xuan is better left unused.

She had initially wanted to go to Qi University because of Chai Xuan, but now that Chai Xuan is dead, her options have broadened considerably, and she will most likely go to other continents to take a look in the future.

By then, who would care that Chen Jing and she had been deskmates for a few days?

So no.

We need to find a way to solve this once and for all.

“I’ll ask about it for you,” Bai Xiang said.

Chen Jing had been watching her the whole time, and upon hearing this, she nodded vigorously, her eyes shining with hope.

"But you yourself..."

Bai wanted to look at her.

Would you like to learn swordsmanship from me?

Chapter Twenty-Three: Parting Ways

"Me... me?"

Chen Jing froze, then bent her finger and pointed at herself.