Chapter 187 A Little Bit
Jiang Xianwan couldn't bear to look, so she silently turned around, gently took the peacock demon's hands in her own, and gazed at her tenderly.
"Beautiful little peacock, can you tell me how to get to your heart?"
Bai Yu: "..."
Your Highness!
Your Highness!
Jiang Xianwan is going to cuckold you as soon as he arrives!
Bai Yu turned its head, its wings trembling, and was swept away by a gust of wind like a dog biting its rear.
Jiang Xianwan was completely unaware of this.
The other team members accepted the missions on the screens displayed in the lobby, said a perfunctory goodbye to Lin Yujin and Jiang Xianwan, quickly found their teammates, and headed to the mission location.
It's clear that he's very anxious about eating wild animals.
Lin Yujin and Jiang Xianwan watched for a while, but instead of hunting the monsters, they seriously inquired with the monster staff in the hall.
They were greeted by... a sloth.
Lin Yujin stared wide-eyed at the row of sloths on her workstation, as if an invisible, terrifying force was choking her.
He looked as if he hadn't defecated for three days, his expression one of extreme discomfort.
He stared intently at the green pass in the sloth demon's hand, his lips twitching incessantly. "Excuse me, could you go any faster?"
Upon hearing this, the sloth demon slowly, incredibly slowly raised its head.
then……
Slowly, slowly, he looked at Lin Yujin.
"What...did you say?"
Lin Yujin: "..."
Lin Yujin suddenly clutched her chest, her face beginning to contort.
He looked very heartbroken.
He took a few deep breaths, quickly and resolutely calming himself down, and spoke rapidly.
"Could you please hurry?"
"ah?"
The sloth demon seemed somewhat surprised by his impatient manner, but still slowly and earnestly lowered its head.
"OK."
After saying that, he slowly raised his head again.
"Please...repeated...your...request...just...again."
Lin Yujin: "..."
Lin Yujin, whose eyes were practically popping out of their sockets, slammed her head on the table with a thud, emanating a resentment even stronger than that of a vengeful ghost that had been dead for eight hundred years.
The voice was deep and still, without any inflection.
"I said, please give me two passes to the second floor of the Demon Tower to participate in the assessment!"
As Jiang Xianwan watched this familiar scene, she silently mourned for her junior brother while taking out a bowl of melon seeds.
Two hours later, Jiang Xianwan's mouth was numb from chewing, and Lin Yujin, who looked as if she had suffered all kinds of torture, walked unsteadily, her face pale, clutching two passes, and left the reception window.
His eyes were vacant, and he drifted to Jiang Xianwan like a ghost. Suddenly, he frantically grabbed at his already messy hair and screamed shrilly, "Complain! I want to complain!"
Jiang Xianwan: "..."
He patted him on the shoulder reassuringly, "Junior brother, we still have half a day left."
Their task today is to pass the assessment and obtain a piece of chalcedony.
Otherwise, I'll have to get out of the Sishui Upper Courtyard tonight and sleep on the grass.
When Jiang Xianwan thought of the message from Wolf Gray saying that he had already dug a hole for her, she felt a sense of rejection.
Lin Yujin suddenly realized, "Let's go! Let's get the alchemist certificate first!"
The third and sixth floors of the Demon Tower are the workshops of weapon blacksmiths and array masters, the fourth and eighth floors are the workshops of talisman masters, and the fifth and seventh floors are the workshops of alchemists.
The second floor is where various assessments are conducted, while the ninth floor is where the top VIPs of the city's leadership hold meetings.
They need to go to the second floor to pass the assessment and obtain the alchemist qualification certificate before they can go to the seventh floor to set up their own business.
By healing demons injured during missions or selling elixirs, one can earn rewards, which can then be exchanged in the main hall to gain the right to continue residing in the Sishui Upper Courtyard.
In a short while, Lin Yujin recovered her health extremely quickly, and with a triumphant raise of her eyebrows, she said, "Once I get the jade marrow, I can make a month's rent tomorrow!"
Jiang Xianwan tilted her head slightly, a confident smile curving her lips. "Today will be my first battle to become famous in the Demon Realm!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Yujin's expression suddenly became somewhat strange. He crept closer, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping himself, "Junior Sister, you seem to be famous enough already."
Didn't you see it?
As soon as they arrived on the second floor, the demons who were queuing up for the assessment looked over with excited expressions, as if they had rehearsed it.
Some demons even whispered among themselves, discussing the matter passionately.
"Is that Jiang Xianwan who plays with shit?"
"Wearing a blue robe, he must be a disciple of the Sword Master."
"Good heavens! Why are they standing in front of the alchemist assessment room? Are they refining pills? Or are they making dung balls in front of everyone?"
"I heard a new book recently came out on the black market, and it's become a sensation across two realms and three regions, selling like hotcakes. It's called Jiang Xianwan's Famous Shit! I'm going to buy a copy tonight!"
Jiang Xianwan: "...?" What shit?
Ten seconds later, Jiang Xianwan felt a little ashamed for the first time.
Silently lowering her head, she silently raised one hand to cover her face and looked at her toes.
Lin Yujin patted her shoulder, "Junior sister, I wasn't lying to you, was I? You're super famous now, aren't you?"
"How about we go and get a few copies?"
"Sigh, when will I, Junior Brother, be able to be so famous throughout the two realms and three domains!"
In response, Jiang Xianwan immediately abandoned the idea of participating in the alchemist assessment.
"Junior brother, I think I should go to the talisman room instead."
She's afraid her group... ugh!
No demon wanted the pills she concocted.
Lin Yujin nodded, rolled up his sleeves, and comforted him, "Alright! Don't worry! Your junior brother will avenge you today!"
Seeing the determined look on his face, Jiang Xianwan couldn't help but silently light a candle for Yao Wusheng, who had come from the Demon Tower today.
He decisively stood at the window of the talisman room.
There weren't many demons participating in the talisman assessment. When the last demon, a white bear covered in charcoal, emerged from the talisman room, weeping and wailing, Jiang Xianwan met the gaze of a middle-aged man.
His belly was quite round, he had two whiskers curling up from his mouth, and his eyes were also very round. With these obvious features, it was not hard to tell that this demon was a catfish demon.
The catfish squinted, scanning the area from top to bottom. "Personal disciple of the Phoenix Sword Master? From the Taixu Sect?"
Jiang Xianwan didn't know whether to marvel at the fame of the "Flower Beauty" or at the fact that her own name was just as famous.
He nodded slightly and performed the human etiquette by snapping his fingers, "Indeed, I am Jiang Xianwan."
The catfish, with its little finger raised and its thumb and forefinger leisurely stroking its two whiskers, circled her three times slowly, its plump belly bulging.
"Cultivating four paths simultaneously?"
He spent thirty spirit stones to buy a jade slip with the function of preserving images from the black market and watched the entire Xuan Gu Tournament.
Jiang Xianwan's name remained unforgettable to him.
Alchemy, talisman drawing, swordsmanship, and formations—these will not be discussed for now.
The scene of him standing among dung beetles, forming a ball of dung, was widely circulated in the demon realm, and even newborn cubs knew about it.
Seeing the excitement and incomprehension etched on his beard, Jiang Xianwan pondered for a moment, then said, "A little bit."
"A little bit?"
"I think it's more than just a little bit."
That dung ball was so big and round, how could it be just a tiny bit?
The catfish was very interested in the sword master's personal disciple who was this ball of dung, and unusually enthusiastically took the initiative to introduce himself.
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