Two sharp, piercing screams suddenly rang out, startling Jian Ning.
As the sound was heard, two more dark figures pounced over, this time much faster than the first one.
Jian Ning swung her sword, piercing through again. "This isn't difficult at all," she thought, but she still didn't dare to let her guard down.
A moment of carelessness could cost you your life, so please take things seriously.
Sure enough, after the two dark figures disappeared, four, eight, sixteen, thirty-two, sixty-four appeared, doubling in number each time, giving Jian Ning no time to recover. Who could withstand that?
At this moment, Jian Ning began to admire this person named Fifth Liuli.
She managed to hold out for three hours in this level, while she probably didn't even last an hour and had already swung over ten thousand swords. Her body was clearly starting to tire, and her spiritual energy was waning.
It seems my body is far too weak compared to before; I need to start body tempering again. Otherwise, I won't even be able to pass this first hurdle.
She didn't know how long she held on, but when she could no longer lift the sword in her hand, a sudden gust of wind blew in and threw her out the door.
"Too bad. Go back and practice before you come back. You still have six months. If you can't pass this level again, you won't get the rewards for this level anymore."
After the aged voice finished speaking, the door of the exquisite pavilion slammed shut again.
Upon hearing that there was a reward for passing the level, Jian Ning's eyes lit up immediately. What she lacked right now was treasures from the cultivation world!
Who knows if that thing will come in handy here later? Maybe it could even be life-saving. Six months, right? She didn't believe it. She couldn't even get past the first hurdle.
She wasn't in a hurry to cultivate before, since in this world, her skills were probably in the top three, if not number one.
This isn't bragging. These days, everyone uses firearms; how many people know any cultivation techniques?
That's why there was inertia; things are different now.
The old man's words instantly ignited her fighting spirit. She made up her mind to start training herself. The first thing she should do was improve her physical strength.
It was utterly impossible to kill those black shadows if he couldn't even wield the sword. He simply sat cross-legged on the spot and began to cultivate.
They had no idea that things were in complete chaos outside.
Everyone at the relief center managed to move back on their own, and they all brought some food with them. Everyone else was fine, but the family in apartment 7101 couldn't open their own combination lock.
The couple, accompanied by an old man, were so angry that they started shouting and cursing at the door.
The Jian family huddled inside, not daring to utter a sound. They had already occupied someone else's house and were in the wrong; it wasn't worth going out and getting beaten up.
Jian Anping delivered the food and then went back inside. He was currently snuggling up with Li Mengyao on the kang (heated brick bed) and didn't hear the noise downstairs at all.
It's also because his house was sealed too well.
The family got tired of yelling and banging on the door, but no one opened it. They were so angry that they spun around in circles, but to no avail.
"Honey, how about we go stay on the sixth floor? I know her apartment's password."
When Sister Qin was around, I used to go to her house all the time, and she told me the password.
"Everything inside should still be there by now. Even if it was soaked in water, it should be dry by now." The woman thought for a moment and offered a suggestion.
"Let's go, it's one way. Is Qin Ling really not home?" The man saw that no one answered the door when he knocked, so he had no choice but to back down.
"No, she was still in Guangzhou when the rainstorm hit. No one was home. Given the current situation, she probably won't be coming back, since both land and water transportation are impassable."
"Okay, Dad, let's go downstairs." The man turned back and kicked the door twice before helping the old man downstairs.
Jianming had been lying at the door listening to the sounds outside. He only breathed a sigh of relief when he heard someone come downstairs, and then patted his chest as he went back to his bedroom.
"Dad, are we just going to live like this? What if they come back to take the house back later?" Jian Xueqing asked, a little worried.
"What are we going to do if we don't live here? Our house has collapsed, are we going to sleep in the water outside?"
Your brother didn't plan for us to stay at his house either. It's true, his wife is pregnant, and it's inconvenient for her to live with his parents.
But Jian Ning has her own house, can't she give it to us to live in?
"Being not one's own child creates a barrier; that's why your second uncle passed away early, otherwise he would have definitely invited us upstairs."
Speaking of this, Jian Ming felt a bit frustrated. But he couldn't tell Jian Anping the truth. Look at that kid, he practically dotes on his sister.
Even if I said something that upset him and he turned on me, at least for now I'm thinking of bringing them some food, which is already quite good.
He could only sigh and go back inside.
Li Cuilan is in much better condition than yesterday. She even ate three big steamed buns this morning, but she is still in a lot of pain and keeps groaning and moaning.
Upon seeing Jian Ming enter, he said, "Old man, go ask if Jian Ning has any painkillers. Give me some; I really can't bear this pain any longer!"
“Jian Ning isn’t home. Anping just said she went out. I asked her this morning and asked her to come and check on you again. She didn’t say when she’ll be back.”
"How could she take her medicine with her when she went out?"
Why don't you ask Anping to go to her house and look for her? You have no compassion for me at all. Why don't you just smash me to death? That way I wouldn't have to suffer like this!
"God, are you trying to kill me? What difference does it make whether I'm here or not? No one cares about me; the old and the young are all the same."
She was crying as she spoke, and she was almost slapping her thigh in frustration.
"Cuilan, stop messing around, okay?"
"What time is it? It's good enough that we're alive. You think you're the only one having a hard time, and I'm having an easy time? " Jianming plopped down in the chair, covered his head with his hands, and fell silent.
Li Cuilan ignored him completely and continued to cry and howl.
"Mom, what are you doing? Are you trying to call the owner of the house back and tell him there's someone in the house? So he can kick us all out?"
"Look where you're staying. At least here you have a bed to sleep in. If you were outside, there wouldn't even be a place to put your feet. Did you expect to stay in a shelter? Didn't you see everyone else has come back?"
Jian Jian came out of his room and shouted loudly. Li Cuilan was so frightened that she immediately stopped crying.
"Son, I just feel pain all over my body, I can't help it," he muttered softly.
"What can you do if you can't bear the pain? It's already good enough that Sister Jian Ning is treating you. Don't you know how you treated her before?" Jian Ji'an shouted again, then turned and went back into the house.
Only Li Cuilan remained, sobbing softly, no longer daring to wail loudly.
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