——Iron Dimension——

After returning to the Iron Dimension, Jiu Wu became withdrawn. How could Xia Xiang, that chubby little girl, be so stupid?!

He's furious! He's so angry! He's been tricked by Demon-Slaying Island! She's so stupid, if she had stayed on Demon-Slaying Island and been taught by those people, wouldn't she have become even stupider?

No, he had to find a way to save her.

“My disciple, I know what you’re thinking.” The Swift Walker reached into the bag of potato chips in Jiu Wu’s hand and grabbed a handful. “Xia Xiang has already entered Demon-Slaying Island. After she comes out, you two won’t be on the same path anymore. Give up.”

The Walker grabbed another handful of potato chips and started crunching them down. "Also, don't even think about going to Demon Island again."

Ignoring her master, Jiuwu smashed the remaining potato chips in frustration and stormed into the training room.

"Oh dear, really, the potato chips didn't do anything to you." The Walker looked innocently at the potato chips on the table and said with a regretful expression, "If only there were yogurt right now, yogurt and potato chips would be a perfect match."

Time will not stop for anyone who fails to live up to it; fortunately, we all gave it our all.

Five years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Xia Xiang has been relentlessly giving up all these years, constantly teetering on the edge of despair.

While not all demon-slaying warriors selected for Demon-Slaying Island are top-tier, they must at least meet basic requirements.

Generally, the first year on the island is for strength and physical training, the second year is for learning basic knowledge and techniques, and by the third year most people should be able to use the Demon-Slaying Slash.

But what about Xia Xiang? It's been five years already! Of the twelve people who entered Demon Island with her, the worst one was already able to use the Demon-Slaying Slash by the end of the third year.

"Xia Xiang, are you really going to retire on Bamo Island?" Huai An was dressed in a chestnut-colored robe with wide sleeves, unlike his usual attire on Bamo Island.

His current outfit makes him look even taller and more imposing, and his dark eyes look at Xia Xiang with a complex expression.

He's only been gone for three years, why is she still here? What's troubling her?!

"Mind your own business!" Xia Xiang is very vengeful, and she hasn't given Huai An a kind look in all these years.

He hadn't returned to Bamo Island for years, and this time when he did, he seemed even more inhuman.

"Don't bother me, go away!" Xia Xiang had never liked this "human trafficker," and after saying that, she walked towards the edge of the cliff.

"Ah Ying, do you even remember how many times you've jumped over these cliffs over the years?" Huai'an frowned, watching her retreating figure, and called out to her in a daze, "Besides studying the basics, you've spent all your time jumping off cliffs. What hurdle can't you overcome?!"

Xia Xiang was stunned, not understanding why he called her that. "I haven't counted."

"You wouldn't be here playing cliff jumping because you didn't recognize your childhood sweetheart back then, the one named Jiu Wu, would you?" Huai'an suddenly asked.

Xia Xiang was stunned again. She hadn't heard Jiu Wu's name in a long time, nor had she thought of her family for a long time.

She dared not think about how they had managed all these years, but she could not go back.

She didn't want Jiu Wu to be assassinated along with her, nor did she want her family to live in fear.

"Did I hit the nail on the head?!" Huai'an raised an eyebrow, his tone teasing.

"Get out!" Xia Xiang turned around abruptly, knocking Huai An to the ground. She pounced on him, her long, slender fingers with prominent knuckles gripping his neck.

"How can I leave like this?" Huai'an said dismissively, gesturing with his eyes to Xia Xiang, who was pressing down on him. "You're playing the 'jumping off a cliff' game here, do you think it's for my sake?"

"Your skin is getting thicker and thicker!" Xia Xiang realized something was wrong and was about to get up when she heard Huai An say that. She gritted her teeth in anger and tightened her grip.

"I know, you're scared." Huai'an pulled Xia Xiang down, pressed the back of her head with his other hand, and held her close to his chest.

"Returning to the Iron Dimension means facing endless assassinations, which will not only hurt those who want to protect you, but also make your family more worried, right?"

"Especially after becoming a demon-slaying warrior, all your actions must be arranged by the island. You can no longer become the time-space guardian they expect you to be, so you feel guilty and afraid, right?"

Xia Xiang's eyes instantly reddened, and she buried her tear-filled eyes in Huai An's arms, muttering, "You're talking nonsense!"

Huai'an has three black lines on his forehead: ...

"Have you forgotten that Demon-Slaying Island still owes you two conditions that haven't been fulfilled? If it were me, I would ask to become the island's lord, to be in charge of my own affairs. What can't I do then?" Huai'an reminded him in a low voice.

"Am I sick? Why am I making trouble for myself?!" Xia Xiang punched him hard, hurting her own hand in the process.

Back then, she made one request: as long as she didn't leave the island, no place on the island would impose any restrictions on her.

They readily agreed and didn't stop her. However, of all the places on the island, she hadn't been to the Rocky Valley where the monsters were imprisoned and the Monster Swamp, which was another exit point. She wandered around the other places out of boredom.

I've met many people while staying on Bamo Island over the years, and we've all gotten along quite well.

Xia Xiang understood perfectly well; she didn't need Huai'an to comfort her at all.

She was given high hopes from a young age. Her grandfather saw her as the future of the Xia Lanxingde family, and the leader of the alliance also believed that she could support the future of the Iron Dimension together with Jiu Wu.

Although they were all kind and approachable elders, the burden she carried only increased over time, and she couldn't help but put pressure on herself.

She didn't want to disappoint them, but she hadn't figured out how to face it yet.

"Your worries are unnecessary. Even if you become a demon-slaying warrior, you can still go back to protect the Iron Dimension. If you encounter a dilemma, can't you just use the two requests you left behind?"

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