"Yes."

Jiang Deng nodded seriously: "I'm not like that person who is so weak that he can't even lift a small stone."

Small stone?

Bai Sitang turned his head and looked at the half mountain that stood across the entrance to the cave, his face full of doubts about his life.

Is he too weak, or is that damn woman Jiang Deng too strong?

"I will fight you to the death!"

I can no longer tolerate it.

Bai Sitang roared, drew out his own natal sword, the Yaojin Sword, and rushed towards Jiang Deng!

"I'm just a defeated general, who's afraid of whom?"

Jiang Deng sneered, not even bothering to take out the Chongguang Sword, and rushed forward directly.

Less than half a day had passed since their final match, and the two started fighting again. Although Jiang Deng's cultivation had not improved, Bai Sitang was defeated even faster than last time.

After a while, Jiang Deng kicked him into the stream and he couldn't get up for a long time.

“Ahem…”

Bai Sitang lay in the river, letting the cold water wash over his body. He covered his chest, where the blood was surging, with a look of doubt on his face.

Who would have known that sword cultivation was not Jiang Deng's strongest skill?

Her physical training level is not inferior to her sword training level at all!

It seems that Jiang Deng's victory was not a fluke, he was careless...

"Um?"

Seeing that Bai Sitang hadn't climbed out of the river for a long time, Jiang Deng in mid-air was still curious.

The water level in this stream is quite shallow, there's no way it could drown someone, right?

Thinking of this, Jiang Deng came over curiously and asked, "Hey, did you die young?"

"...If you can't speak, you don't have to."

Bai Sitang's voice was barely audible.

It was not until Jiang Deng got closer that he understood what had happened. Perhaps because Bai Sitang had been lying in the river for too long, white frost had appeared on his eyebrows, and his whole body seemed to be frozen in the river.

Bai Sitang's teeth chattered as he said, "Hiss... the river water here is so cold."

"Really? I don't believe it."

Out of curiosity, Jiang Deng also reached his hand into the stream.

The water in the stream was clearly still flowing, but it was particularly cold. It was not like ordinary cold, but more like a chilling aura that seemed to be able to penetrate into people's bones. Even Jiang Deng, who was a physical cultivator, could not bear it.

"Huh? Something's wrong."

Jiang Deng quickly pulled his hand out of the stream and shook it vigorously to get rid of the cold and uncomfortable feeling.

“Could it be…”

The two said in unison: "There is a treasure here!"

Realizing that Jiang Deng and he were planning the same thing, Bai Sitang immediately glared at Jiang Deng angrily, "The treasure belongs to me, don't fight with me for it!"

Jiang Deng smiled and nodded, "Okay, okay, it's yours. Just lie in the river and wait for the baby to find you."

After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave.

She planned to clear away half of the mountain at the entrance of the cave and go in to see what was inside the cave.

"……stop!"

The sound of Bai Sitang gritting his teeth could be heard behind him.

His voice was almost squeezed out from between his teeth. "If you save me from the river, I won't fight with you. Later, when you go to steal treasures, I will even keep watch for you."

Jiang Deng nodded with satisfaction, "Deal!"

Bai Sitang, who had been frozen into an ice block, was pulled out of the river and set aside to thaw, while Jiang Deng went to clean up the half mountain that had fallen off.

Now her physical strength is no longer what it used to be. The Giant Sword Peak is quite large, but the Flowing Water Peak is almost the smallest peak among the many spiritual peaks, and half a mountain is not that heavy.

Jiang Deng held up the fallen peak with one hand, and without much effort, he easily brought it up and put it back to its original shape.

Bai Sitang, lying on the ground, broke out in a cold sweat.

Oh my god!

Is a physical cultivator still a human being?

He really regretted provoking Jiang Deng, the God of Killing...

Jiang Deng had just finished his work and before he had time to go to his new home to see how it was, he heard Duan Chuan's voice from above.

"Where is my sword servant? I am free now. You can come to Giant Sword Peak and I will teach you a thing or two."

Um?

The third disciple wants to see her?

Jiang Deng's eyes lit up. This was a good opportunity to test the third disciple, and he must not miss it!

"Let's go!"

Jiang Deng walked directly into the air and headed towards the Giant Sword Peak.

"Hey, hey!"

Bai Sitang, who was standing there, only had his arms free to move. His legs were still frozen, making him unable to move at all. He could only helplessly shout to Jiang Deng above him, "Master! Take me with you!"

Jiang Deng turned a deaf ear to this and came to Giant Sword Peak alone.

Sure enough, this place is much larger than Liushui Peak, and this sacred peak is like a sword piercing the earth.

Although the sword body does not have the smooth and sharp feeling of an ordinary sword body, but is instead covered with stone walls and weeds, it still looks like a real sword.

I don't know if this sword can still be used...

Jiang Deng touched his chin, feeling the urge to pull out the sword and give it a try.

Just when she was about to lose control of her curiosity, Duan Chuan, dressed in black, suddenly appeared out of nowhere and successfully dispelled Jiang Deng's thoughts.

A thousand years later, Jiang Deng once again looked at her third disciple closely.

After not seeing each other for many years, the third disciple had changed in every way except her height. She used to be as tall as she was, but now, she didn't know if it was because she was practicing physical cultivation in this life, but she had grown taller, so...

Now she is a little taller than the third disciple.

Moreover, the third disciple's face was a little pale, not as healthy as usual, and he looked like he was seriously injured.

If this is true, then she has the chance to kill her enemy with her own hands!

In fact, Duan Chuan was indeed seriously injured.

First, he was interrupted by Xiao Chen while choosing a master for his sword, thus suffering a backlash. Then, he was hit by Xiao Chen's ghost energy, causing his strength to decrease sharply. From the late stage of the Tribulation Realm at the beginning, he was weakened to the Mahayana Realm, and even showed signs of further decline...

Logically speaking, he should have gone into seclusion for several months to expel the evil spirit from his body, but when he thought about it, he didn't have time to interrogate Jiang Deng. If he could really get the Hongmeng Spring, he would not only be able to recover quickly, but he could even improve his strength!

Therefore, Duan Chuan lured Jiang Deng and Bai Sitang over under the pretext of instructing the sword servants.

Duan Chuan looked at Jiang Deng for a few times, then looked behind Jiang Deng, who was empty. "Why you? Where's the guy named Bai?"

Jiang Deng suppressed the murderous intent that was about to surge in his heart, and lied casually with a natural look: "In reply to Sword Master, he had diarrhea and his legs were numb from squatting, so he came relatively slowly."

"Master Sword Master, I, I'm here..."

The next moment, Bai Sitang ran over breathlessly, but his legs had not yet completely thawed, so he ran with a limp, and it looked like his legs were really numb.

"Do you really have diarrhea?"

Duan Chuan looked at Bai Sitang with disdain, "We're all cultivators, yet you still talk about the cycle of reincarnation? I won't teach you anything today, go back!"