Demon Sword Immortal

After thinking for a moment, she decided to take out the outfit she wore during the sword fight that day, put on a pair of black stockings, and then put on the ancient skirt and tied it tight.

For now, I can only choose sandals, but these are only suitable for wearing in the city. I'll need to buy a pair of matching boots later.

As she went out, Bai Zhuqing's eyes lit up when she saw her outfit, and she hopped over like a little rabbit: "Auntie, did you wear this because you knew I liked it?"

"No." Bai Xiang looked at her coldly.

You're blocking the way.

"I can braid several different hairstyles!" Bai Zhuqing wasn't discouraged. "Auntie would look even better if she braided her hair, would you like to try?"

Why does she act so mature and caring in front of outsiders—even in front of Le Ying—but become so childish around me?

Bai Xiang couldn't understand, so he walked past his sister and went ahead.

"Sister!"

Just then, Xu Shu came over from the front, and his eyes lit up when he saw her.

"Senior Sister, an old beggar has come to the door, specifically asking for you!"

Old beggar?

Bai Xiang suddenly remembered the beggar who had looked at her yesterday.

Could it be him?

"Take me there," she ordered, leading Bai Zhuqing and Xu Shu to the door, where they saw that it was indeed the same person from yesterday.

"You've been looking for monster slayers lately, haven't you?"

The old man didn't waste any words and got straight to the point.

"I have a great job for you that will allow you to take on assignments that most people wouldn't get."

"Give me a quick death, or are you in?"

Regarding the censored Chapter Twenty-Seven

It's already been released; just refresh the page.

I've noticed many people are still asking, so I'm posting a separate chapter to let you know.

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Chapter Thirty-Two: First Encounters (Part Two)

The old beggar looked at Bai Xiang with confidence, thinking that she probably wouldn't refuse.

Bai Xiang glanced at his knuckles, then at the cane stuck behind his back, and shook his head: "I'm not coming."

"You go."

"Huh?" The old beggar stared, about to step forward and say something more, but Bai Xiang had already retreated and closed the door again.

"So unique...!"

The old beggar's expression shifted several times as he stared at the gate, gritting his teeth.

"You think you can get rid of me like this?"

"It's no use!"

"I like you even more!"

Without paying any more attention to the old beggar, Bai Xiang closed the door and then asked Bai Zhuqing and Xu Shu to call the junior brothers and sisters living in the temple to get up and eat.

Breakfast was meat porridge, a dish made by Shen Xuelan.

Women from Jiangnan are skilled at making congee, and this meat congee is one of Shen Xuelan's specialties. Every grain of rice is cooked until soft, sticky, and smooth, with a rich and savory aroma. With the addition of shredded meat and greens, every bite melts in your mouth, a veritable dance of ingredients on your tongue.

Paired with salted duck eggs that ooze red oil with the slightest squeeze, and duck egg yolks that are as plump and delicious as crab roe and crab fat, and savory soup dumplings that burst with flavor in your mouth, breakfast kept the disciples in check for twenty minutes, with no one speaking at the table.

"No!"

After putting down the third bowl of porridge, Chen Shi leaned back, patted his belly, and gave Shen Xuelan a thumbs up: "Master's wife, you're really amazing! You make better porridge than my cook!"

The fool's praise was all sincere. Shen Xuelan covered her mouth and smiled, her eyes crinkling. She didn't mind his act of coming over to freeload in the morning. Instead, she told him, "Then practice your swordsmanship well and let your master see what you're made of."

Logically speaking, these individuals all belong to Bai Shengju as their master. However, because Bai Shengju is currently recuperating and preparing for his breakthrough to the Nascent Soul stage, he doesn't have much free time to guide his disciples. Therefore, their master is affiliated with Bai Lianzhou.

The Divine Cry Sword Path is still quite small, and its rules haven't been established yet. Therefore, Shen Xuelan speaks rather casually.

On the other side, Ma Yue was scattering the duck eggs on the plate to Lian Feng.

Lian Feng had been staring at the duck egg for a long time, and was immediately surprised to see it.

“I don’t like eating duck eggs.” Ma Yue glanced away. “If you still have room in your stomach, you can eat them for me.”

When it comes to lying, Brother Ma is far too unprofessional.

Lian Feng, having climbed his way up from the very bottom of society, was adept at reading people, so he immediately saw through Ma Yue's lies.

But this is indeed my senior's heartfelt wish.

He was still touched and hesitated whether to decline.

"There's more to come if you like." Shen Xuelan happened to walk over and, seeing this, patted Lian Feng's head. "But don't overdo it. Eating too much is bad for your health, understand?"

"Mmm!" Lian Feng licked the duck egg with his tongue, trying hard to suppress a certain emotion.

Hu Hu and Chen Jing were whispering to each other, and they both laughed when they saw him like this.

Hu Hu's smile was more genuine, while Chen Jing's smile was slightly more complex.

While no one was paying attention, the girl with pigtails quietly clenched her fists in front of her chest, making a gesture of encouragement.

My mother is coming to find me soon.

Don't be discouraged, keep your spirits up!

Bai Xiang was giving the two newcomers extra lessons.

She, Bai Zhuqing, and Xu Shu sat at a table together. After they finished eating, Bai Xiang began to explain some of the intricate techniques of the Divine Cry Sword.

Both of them listened very attentively, because they could sense that Bai Xiang's understanding and comprehension of the Divine Cry Sword surpassed that of Bai Lianzhou and Bai Shengju. His interpretation of the 'Zhen Jue' was so insightful that every sentence hit the nail on the head.

Xu Shu couldn't stand it after listening for a while, but it wasn't the kind of feeling of blood rushing to his head. Instead, he couldn't control his wandering mind and just wanted to grab his sword and go to the dojo to practice and verify what he had heard.

Seeing his condition, Bai Xiang knew that he had reached the limit of his ability to absorb knowledge, so he stopped lecturing on the Divine Sword and switched to explaining the essential techniques for nourishing the spirit.

This was a new field for Xu Shu—he had just entered the Dao and needed to nourish his spirit, and Bai Xiang's understanding of nourishing the spirit was also extraordinary. Some of the words and techniques for nourishing the spirit were ones he had never heard of before, so he instinctively suppressed his desire to practice swordsmanship and began to try to understand the essence.

Bai Xiang didn't say much, only pointing out the secrets of skin training before letting him go.

Xu Shu's aptitude isn't bad, but it's nowhere near as good as mine. If I talk too much, he won't remember the vocabulary, and if he gets confused, it might cause him to lose his flow state.

Then she informed Shen Xuelan and walked to the back, holding her longsword.

One person walks, yet there are two footsteps.

Bai wanted to stop, but the footsteps stopped.

Bai wanted to leave, but his footsteps followed.

"Are you so sure I won't kick you out?"

As they approached their room, Bai Xiang turned around and glared at Bai Zhuqing.

"When my sister was explaining the method of nourishing the spirit, she didn't mention the other 'essence orifice' at all. Didn't she tell me to come here alone to ask her for the answer?"

Bai Zhuqing stroked her loose hair, her lips slightly pursed forward, her two dark eyes wide open.

Today, Bai Zhuqing specially changed her clothing style.

She wore a light blue striped long-sleeved shirt with a beige sleeveless vest over it. Below, she wore pure white tight-fitting leggings and lace-up sneakers suitable for exertion, with white cotton socks pulled up to her ankles.

This is an outfit chosen for ease of movement.

She was convinced that I would teach her swordsmanship?

Bai Xiang stared at her for a long time before stepping into the courtyard without saying a word.

As Bai Zhuqing turned around, she clenched her fist and chased after Bai Xiang again, even helping her move the stool.

“Auntie—no! Master!” she called out obediently.

"Master, please have a seat!"

If Grandpa hears this, your little bottom will really get a beating.

Bai Xiang was speechless.

Bai Zhuqing is different from the other disciples. She was truly taught by Bai Shengju from a young age, just like Bai Xiang.

Therefore, her lineage can only be traced back to Bai Shengju! To say such a thing is utterly rebellious!

"Just call me by my old name..."

Bai Xiang didn't stand on ceremony with her. After sitting down, he looked her over and said, "Practice your swordsmanship first."

Bai Zhuqing obeyed, took off the wooden sword hanging at her waist, and, just like Bai Xiangyu, threw away the scabbard and began practicing each move in the courtyard.

Well……

Bai frowned.

She had originally intended to challenge her younger sister in swordsmanship, but Bai Zhuqing's swordsmanship was impeccable, and she couldn't find any fault with it.

There are indeed differences between the sword techniques and postures and those of the two swordsmen, but this is not a mistake. Rather, it is an improvement made due to the slight differences in their body size, arm span, and leg length.

She can make these improvements herself?

Bai Xiang was somewhat surprised, because this was a sign of mastery, meaning that what he had learned had been truly digested and could only be considered his own from then on.

"Auntie! Whew... How's my practice going?"

Bai Zhuqing practiced twice in a row, then, panting slightly, asked Bai Xiang.

"Don't move," Bai called out to her.

"Close your eyes."

"Experience the inner landscape."

"Tell me, do you feel anything different from before?"

Huh?

Bai Zhuqing did as instructed, and then immediately noticed something was wrong with her body.

"I don't feel... tired?"

She stared in surprise.

My flow path has become so complex... but there are no conflicts? And every time I go through it, it feels like a warm current flows through my whole body, much more comfortable than the persistent tingling and itching I've had since I started yesterday!?

"Auntie!" she exclaimed excitedly, "What is this?"

“This is the prototype of ‘Qi’.”

Now that things had come to this, there was nothing left to hide. Without hesitation, Bai decided to tell his sister about his enlightenment from the "Chaoyuan Huaqi Jing".

The only thing omitted was the mention of supernatural abilities; it was only said that he comprehended them through innate talent.

“This method is simply called ‘Qi Transformation Method’. It’s considered an unorthodox and heretical practice outside.” Bai wanted to explain the pros and cons to her. “But the Qi you are practicing now is not the same as anything recorded in any ancient book. It is my own creation based on my special talent.”

"To achieve the same goal of condensing form, other methods require going from nourishing the spirit to forging the sword, then to visualization and spiritual union, and only when the six harmonies are perfected can one condense form. My 'Qi Transformation Method' proceeds in parallel with all methods, and the cultivation of mind and body is carried out at the same time. As long as Qi transformation is successful, it can be comparable to condensing form."

“Especially the quality of ‘qi’.”

"It far surpasses cultivators of the same realm."

As he spoke, Bai Xiang extended his left hand, releasing a wisp of crimson Qi from his palm. He condensed it into a small Qi sword and flung it out.

"Pfft!"

The Qi sword pierced directly into the cement ground, cutting a deep sword mark on it.

Although it wasn't long, it was enough for Bai Zhuqing to shout and yell.

"So amazing!" She immediately rushed towards Bai Xiangfei, shouting, "Thank you, Auntie!"

"Don't thank me yet." Bai Xiang reached out and pressed her face, his brows furrowing slightly.