Monsters possess a certain ability to anticipate danger, something ingrained in the bones and blood of generations after years of fighting and killing. They are inherently cruel, learning to plunder from birth in order to survive.
Although it couldn't see any trace of a Xuan Master in Wen Jinge, it felt that the man was familiar and that he was dangerous.
Therefore, it chose to follow its heart: "Humans! Hand over your most precious possession!"
This was a phrase it should have uttered when facing weaker beings like children and women, but it had no choice but to use it to maintain its dignity as a sixth-tier demon beast in front of Wen Jinge, a grown man.
The man gave a soft sneer, pointing at Qiao Yu who was still lying on the ground, "If I said it was him, would you believe me?"
The Azure Sand Beast was completely bewildered; it couldn't fathom what the man was thinking.
Its abilities cannot be used on men.
This is enough to show that the man in front of it can conceal his aura at will, and his cultivation level is far above its own.
"You've managed to roam the Xuan Yun Sect without any disciples reporting it to you; you're truly the unluckiest and most miserable one ever. Hand over the item, and I'll spare you."
"What a joke! I have no right to take out what I've swallowed!"
"Oh." Wen Jingge knew that her strength was unstable. Although this Azure Sand Beast was only at the sixth level, it could still give her a hard time.
Immediately, he used the ring given to him by Ai Fengling, and with a wave of his hand, a strong wind suddenly arose. Qiao Yu was blinded by the sand and was swept aside.
A beam of orange light burst into the sky, and the smell of gunpowder from burning firecrackers filled the air. When Qiao Yu opened her eyes again, the left arm of the Green Sand Beast had been reduced to dust. As the dust settled, the man's back looked even more desolate. The Green Sand Beast, on the other hand, was spitting out a mouthful of green liquid and kneeling on the ground begging for mercy.
"May I ask which immortal venerable you are?" Within the Xuan Yun Sect, there are only seven peak masters who cannot withstand even a single move from it, but Qiao Yu can only be the disciple of that Wen family.
The Green Sand Beast's orange-yellow eyes darted around, and it suddenly cried out in pain. Taking advantage of its momentary daze, the man plunged a knife into its eye.
"I'm a good person in every way!"
Sizzle sizzle
It roared and rolled on the ground. The knife was melting, formed from profound energy. In an instant, the forest shook and birds and beasts took flight.
"I just love hearing other people cry, especially demon beasts. Come on! Cry for me!"
"Here, I'll give it to you."
It dropped the envelope and jade pendant, seemingly afraid that Wen Jinge would change her mind, and hurriedly rushed into the cave. After rummaging around for a while, the fallen rocks blocked the cave.
Wen Jingge clicked her tongue in amazement.
"Senior." Qiao Yu was in great pain, as if a ball of fire was swirling in his meridians, making his already battered body even more terrifying.
The bones crackled and popped, like a pot of delicious food being cooked, ready to be released and fill the air with a mouthwatering aroma.
But Qiao Yu is a living person, and what is being cooked is his own life force, and the pot is himself. He is afraid that he will be exhausted before the aroma fills the air.
"Tsk tsk."
Wen Jingge was speechless. This kid hadn't learned any cultivation techniques or even seen any moves, yet he was about to become a ninth-grade Xuan Master.
I gazed down three steps!
A natural-born sword prodigy, is his physique really that miraculous? A bold idea suddenly popped into her head.
"A narrow escape from death is sure to bring good fortune! Kid, your good fortune has come a little too fast!"
Qiao Yu's eyes were lifeless, and she could only look in the direction she remembered. "Letter, and jade."
"Then tell me." Wen Jingge kicked the man over without any mercy, tumbling him over again and again until he reached the jade edge. "Which of these two is the most precious? How about you give me something you don't value? I came out hunting, and you chased all the prey away. I have to take something with me so I don't lose out!"
Qiao Yu looked at him and said, "Jade."
Wen Jingge took the letter, opened it, and looked at it. "What is this! It's just a piece of junk blueprint. Oh well, I'll just accept it reluctantly!"
"No!" He shook his head desperately, thinking his attitude was firm enough, but Wen Jinge saw only his lifeless eyes wandering around. "Jade, here, here for senior. Thank you, thank you senior."
“My surname isn’t Xie, it’s Song, and my name is Song…” Wen Jingge floated to the dagger she had dropped and stuffed it into Qiao Yu’s hand. “Song Ren, this knife, whenever you can’t live anymore, just kill yourself.”
"Thank you." He didn't care about Song Ren's contempt. The pain in his body was no longer painful, but sore and swollen. He coughed and was still grateful: "Senior Song, save me, I think I've been poisoned."
"You're not poisoned. A couple of laps will do the trick. Once the fever goes away, you'll be fine." Wen Jingge lifted him up. "Where are you going?"
"Go to the outer mountain. I'm too weak to go." He blamed himself in his heart. No wonder his master looked down on him. He couldn't even handle such a small matter.
“You ran away just because I told you to.” Wen Jingge kicked him.
Qiao Yu was puzzled as to why the old man with such a strange temper had suddenly become angry again, but then he found that his body had become lighter because of the kick, and his legs were itchy. His voice also carried a hint of panic: "Senior, senior..."
"Run! Go back to Ten Thousand Zhang Peak!"
"Senior, may I exchange the jade for that letter?" Qiao Yu was surprised to find that he could speak much more fluently. He didn't understand what had happened to him, but it must have something to do with his senior.
"I'll ask you one more time, which is more important, jade or faith?"
"letter."
"Okay, now I want your most important thing."
Qiao Yu wasn't good at lying, and after hesitating for a long time, the tips of her ears turned red. "Yes, jade is the most important."
"Is it really jade?"
He hesitated for a moment: "Today, faith is the most important thing; from now on, jade will be the most important thing."
"Let's go!" Wen Jingge took a deep breath and drew her sword. "What are you standing there for? Come on up!"
"Senior, I... I'll go to the outer mountain!"
"Know!"
Qiao Yu sat on the scimitar and saw Wen Jingge still looking at her. She smiled shyly and said, "I, I'm scared, but, I'm dirty, I'm afraid, afraid of getting your clothes dirty, senior."
Wen Jingge glanced at her black robe; even if it got dirty, it would still be black.
"Close your eyes and concentrate; all phenomena arise from the mind, and the mind encompasses both movement and stillness. Ask me if you don't understand."
Qiao Yu listened vaguely, understanding only half of what she was hearing. Sitting cross-legged on the sword, she could only pick out what she understood and quietly closed her eyes.
Wen Jingge's sword wielding wasn't fast, but he remained seated steadily so as not to be blown off. The mountain night was cool, and a cold wind blew, calming the restlessness within him and even making him feel warm all over.
It's a wonderful feeling, like walking on clouds, with your body and mind floating, as if you are part of this natural scenery, blending in with all things.
Why did my senior teach me to lie?
"You get caught up in trivial matters?"
"Huh?" Qiao Yu exclaimed in surprise, belatedly realizing that she had blurted out what she really wanted to say. "No, nothing."
"Think carefully, which moment after I appeared touched you, made you realize the meaning of the sword, and gave you the sword intent? When you go back, ask your master to teach you swordsmanship."
"senior……"
"Straight to the ninth rank, there can be no mistakes!"
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