Li Qingshan controlled the Illusory Water Sword of Invisibility and flew through the air, tailing them from afar. The group of Qi Practitioners was far too slow in his eyes. He was tempted to go down and take them with him.
If it were not for him, other Foundation Establishment cultivators would never be in the mood to carry out a mission like this. Towards the end, he just laid down on the sword and closed his eyes, beginning to practise the Arts of the Boundless Ocean.
After reaching the fourth layer of the spirit turtle, he could connect with the water spiritual qi in the surroundings as easily as eating or drinking. The endless spiritual qi gathered in his dantian, stirring up waves in his sea of qi.
Four hours later, Li Qingshan opened his eyes. The true energy in his sea of qi had become even more abundant, constantly surging like an ocean. The effects of cultivation were startling.
Just like the Spirit Turtle's Method of Sea Suppression, his cultivation of the Arts of the Boundless Ocean just happened to be at the fourth layer, which was equivalent to early Foundation Establishment. As long as he continued cultivating like this, breaking through to the fifth layer would only be a matter of time.
This was obviously not just because of the spirit turtle's daemon core. Humans had always cultivated much faster than daemons. A thousand years of arduous cultivation for daemons might not even be able to match a talented human who could cultivate for a century or two. It was not just an exaggeration to say that all creatures were intelligent.
However, any random lesser daemon could live for several centuries. Even human Foundation Establishment cultivators paled in comparison. This was an advantage that they could only envy.
Li Qingshan practised both at the same time, so he could sense the difference even more clearly. He no longer dared to underestimate the cultivation of humans at all. If it were not for the large quantities of pills he ingested, his cultivation as a human would probably have completely surpassed daemons already.
And, in the future, it would definitely become more and more difficult to obtain pills. Even if Li Qingshan became very powerful by then, allowing him to go on a killing spree for spoils of battle, the pills he ingested would definitely become rarer and rarer.
Perhaps by then, daemons would be the ones who would have to rely on humans.
At this moment, Yu Zijian and the others on the ground finally arrived at the small city where they were carrying out their mission. Li Qingshan immediately sensed a tiny daemonic beast hiding there. To regular people, it was an extremely vicious monster. To them, it posed no threat at all.
People moved about in the city, so it could be regarded as bustling. Clearly, a single daemonic beast was not enough to completely disrupt their lives. Daemons wanted to eat people, but they still had to live their lives.
Such a lively scene. To Yu Zijian, this was something she had not experienced in a very long time. However, she subconsciously tightened her grip on the hilt of her sword as she stared at the emptiness before her.
Li Qingshan stood there and for a moment, he thought that she had discovered something. However, he quickly realized that she was just in a daze. As he stared at her obviously thin face, he could not help but feel a sense of pity for her. "Zijian, oh Zijian, what's wrong with you exactly?"
Hua Chenglu took out the Daemon Searching Disc and determined the location of the daemonic beast very soon. However, the daemonic beast was crafty as well. It had already dug a tunnel for escape. As soon as it smelled their scent, it immediately burrowed underground.
However, the few of them seemed to be prepared for this situation. Most of the monsters came from the underground. Which one of them didn't have the ability to dig holes? What demon slaying?
Hua Chenglu patted her hundred treasures pouch, and a few mechanical snakes flew out. They shook their heads and wagged their tails as they flickered with a metallic lustre. They arched their bodies before bouncing off violently like springs, chasing after the daemons.
The school of Mohism's ideology had always been love with impartiality, not aggression, but in war, they pushed the art of engineering to the limit, creating powerful mechanical puppets that could deal with various situations. Because they did not have high requirements for the user, and they could adapt to various cultivations, they were extremely popular throughout the entire Clear River prefecture.
When war machines were created in the workshops of the school of Mohism, all ideologies became worthless. Only survival and victory were meaningful.
Before long, the mechanical snakes wrapped around the daemonic beast that had been strangled to death and returned to the surface. They had lost two of them, and the mission was complete.
Fate was unpredictable. Sometimes, they thought they were facing imminent disaster, only to have a glimmer of hope at the end of the tunnel, turning misfortune into fortune. Sometimes, it felt like everything was going smoothly, only to have a treacherous situation that would capsize the boat.
Everyone let out a sigh of relief and began discussing how to split up the daemonic beast's skin, flesh, and bones. None of these items were cheap. The bones could be ground into powder for alchemy, while the fur could be used to forge artifacts. Even the flesh of daemonic beasts could bring countless benefits to the body if consumed regularly.
The cheers of the people in the city rang out in the surroundings, viewing them as heroes. Only Yu Zijian continued to hold her sword, lowering her head and frowning. However, all she heard were countless wails. The people she had killed with her sword Qi rolled around and died.
At this moment, a crisp cry jerked her back to her senses. A blue bird landed on her shoulder, chirping happily as if it was completely fearless of people. It was lively and filled with intelligence.
As soon as Yu Zijian extended her hand, the blue bird pecked the tip of her finger gently with its vermillion beak. She could not help but smile.
"It doesn't fly when it sees people. Don't tell me it's a daemon!" Sun Yi said cautiously.
"How can it be? It doesn't have any daemon qi. I was worried about whose pet it was, so it ran out. It seems like it likes you very much, Zijian." It was rare for Hua Chenglu to see her smile, so she rejoiced inside.
Li Qingshan stood nearby, smiling faintly.
They did not run into any more accidents. After contacting the Hundred Schools of Thought, a new mission arrived very soon. It was already late now, so they decided to rest for the night. They carried out the necessary daily cultivation before setting off the next day.
In the dead of night, Hua Chenglu sat with her legs crossed. After completing her cultivation, she saw Yu Zijian sitting in front of the window, holding her cheek and playing with the blue bird.
Hua Chenglu was interested. "Zijian, why aren't you cultivating?"
"There's no hurry. Let's talk about it later. It seems to really like me." Yu Zijian stroked the blue bird's feathers. The moonlight shone on the window sill as she smiled faintly.
Hua Chenglu faltered. In the end, she made up her mind and said, "Zijian, let's go back!"
"Why?" Yu Zijian asked in confusion.
"Do you know why my brother suddenly allowed you to carry out missions? It's all because he wants to use you to force the Sword Collection palace. If this continues, you'll be in danger. "Hua Chenglu finally could not hold back her guilt anymore. She cast down a formation in the room and told her the truth.
However, the blue bird continued to flap its wings, perching on Yu Zijian's hand. After Hua Chenglu's close inspection, she confirmed that it was just a regular bird. There was nothing special about it.
Li Qingshan sat on the eaves as he thought of something. Why was Zijian still connected to that bastard Fu Qingjin? How was she supposed to force him?
"Using me?" Yu Zijian had almost forgotten about the man who fished with a sword. In a daze, she remembered that he had once wanted her to go to the Sword Collection palace.
"The Sword Collection palace seems to believe that you're the successor of the Violet Clouds sword of the Ten Renowned Swords, while the Violet Clouds sword and the Green Ruins sword are the twin swords of yin and yang. Once they appear, they appear together, forming a deep bond. Even if hundreds of thousands of people die, Fu Qingjin might not care, but as long as you're in danger, you can force him to take action and end this stalemate, allowing the Hundred Schools of Thought to benefit even more from their conflict with the Demon Slayer, "Hua Chenglu said in a single breath.
On the eaves, Li Qingshan was already filled with shock. He never thought Yu Zijian would actually have such a deep bond with the Sword Collection palace. If that was the case, his mission could be explained.
Oh right, and what bullshit twin swords of yin and yang. With that, Li Qingshan suddenly felt displeased. Was that bastard Fu Qingjin worthy of her? What deep bond? Watch as I break this bond apart!
However, upon further thought, he found it rather strange. Fu Qingjin had come to the Clear River prefecture a long time ago, so why did he not take her to the Sword Collection palace sooner? Why did he waste his time here? Even an idiot would know that cultivating in the Sword Collection palace was much better.
Yu Zijian smiled. "I see. Chenglu, thank you for telling me. Thank you for coming with me."
Hua Chenglu said, "You're not allowed to thank me. You've even saved my life before. Why don't we leave right now? I'll go talk to my brother. If that doesn't work, you might as well go find Fu Qingjin. Stop thinking about that Niu Juxia or whatever. Didn't your father say he's fine? You can't just wait here for him forever. "
Li Qingshan suddenly understood. As it turned out, she had actually stayed behind because of him. His heart surged as warmth filled him. He was tempted to jump down right now and tell her his identity so that she no longer had to worry.
However, after some thought, he held back. It was not just for the mission, nor was it for hiding his identity. If she really settled down, wouldn't she have to return to the Sword Collection palace with Fu Qingjin?
Yu Zijian smiled with some of her past radiance. "Chenglu, aren't you afraid of your brother Chengzan the most?"
"Since when have I ever been afraid of him? If I tell him to go east, he won't go west. It's all his fault this time, coming up with such a bad idea. I'll get him to apologise to you when we get back. Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's go! "Hua Chenglu reddened as she said in disdain.
Yu Zijian shook her head firmly and turned her down. "Chenglu, you should go back. You shouldn't have come with me! I don't blame your brother. Instead, I feel a little grateful to him. If I had a use like that, why wouldn't I be useful?
Hua Chenglu grabbed Yu Zijian's hand. "What nonsense are you saying? Because of me, you've already … If you're injured again, I really don't know what I'll do."
Yu Zijian said sternly, "Niu Juxia told me to make a proper choice. I can't be as hesitant as my mother, or I'll regret it. I've never regretted saving you. Even if I had to choose again, it would be the same. Right now, this is my choice as well. "
Li Qingshan sighed slightly. She really had grown up, and she even treated his words so seriously. He smiled in a self-deprecating manner and looked at the moon. The choice was easy, but just how many people could bear the burden of their own choices?
Hua Chenglu felt rather relieved inside. She returned to the bed and sat down. "Alright, I can't win against you. You actually believe that big, dark-skinned man. However, don't make me leave either. This is also my choice. If we really run into danger, we'll just die on the same day of the same month. " Then she grumbled, "What Fu Qingjin? In my opinion, it's better if we work together. That's more suitable."
Yu Zijian smiled. "Then why don't we become sisters?"
Hua Chenglu's eyes lit up. "Alright, but you have to let me be the elder sister. I've had enough of being the younger sister already."
On the windowsill, the blue bird let out a crisp cry and flapped its wings into the night sky.
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