Chapter 403
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Shi Sheng felt like they were really ignoring her. She was the Demon Sect's Sect Master, alright? Why were they all pointing at Jiang Zhan?
This idiot came out to steal I's limelight!
Shi Sheng pulled Jiang Zhan behind her.
"Crazy woman, what are you doing?!" Jiang Zhan glared at Shi Sheng.
"You talk too much." Shi Sheng glanced at him indifferently. "If you dare take a step forward, I'll kill that puppy of yours."
As expected, Jiang Zhan, who was about to take a step forward, paused and retracted his foot.
His mouth, however, was still unforgiving. "You're just a woman. What are you trying to do? Just stand behind this Sect Master."
"Stand behind you and block attacks for you?"
Jiang Zhan stomped his feet in anger. "Don't look down on me. I'm just not that strong for now."
Shi Sheng spread her hands. "But they're attacking us now."
'Not that strong for now? Do you think you still have a cooldown to recover your health?'
Jiang Zhan's gaze changed, and he suddenly fell silent. His hands slowly clenched into fists.
"Sect Master, don't be rash." Ting Feng moved closer to Jiang Zhan and reminded him in a low voice.
"What kind of man am I if I have to let her stand in front of me?" Jiang Zhan's voice was filled with resentment.
"Sect Master …" Ting Feng was in a difficult position. "Actually, Miss Wu Zheng is quite strong. You can't do anything about it now, can you? Wait until you get through the last half a year, then you can stand in front of Miss Wu Zheng."
Ting Feng was afraid that Jiang Zhan would be rash and waste all his previous efforts, so she tried her best to persuade him.
Jiang Zhan's expression relaxed slightly. There was only half a year left before he could reach the ninth level of the Nether Mantra.
The Nether Mantra's early stages were very weak and basically useless. Moreover, it couldn't be used to cultivate other techniques. He had been cultivating the Nether Mantra since he was young, but after that incident, he couldn't cultivate other techniques even if he wanted to. He could only grit his teeth and continue cultivating the Nether Mantra.
It was rumored that when the Nether Mantra reached the ninth level, one could summon clouds and rain with a flip of their hand.
Yes, no one in the Demon Sect had ever reached the ninth level. He was the only one who had persisted for so long and was about to succeed.
"Wu Zheng, what are you doing?!"
This scream pulled Jiang Zhan back to reality. He raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound.
Just then, he saw Shi Sheng raise his sword and slash at a man. The man was frightened and stepped back. He tripped and rolled down the mountain. "Ah! Ah!" His screams were getting closer and farther away.
"It's not my fault. He rolled down himself." Shi Sheng spread out his hands, looking very innocent.
If you don't cut him, can he roll down?
"Kill!"
The members of the Devil Cult were engaged in a fierce battle with the people below. Shi Sheng stood a little behind them and didn't move.
Fu Yiyun and Father Bai didn't move either, as if they were competing to see who was more patient.
Saber light and sword shadows shuttled back and forth between them. Blood blossomed on the bluestone.
Shi Sheng slowly raised his hand, and the Iron Sword streaked through the air. The surging airflow seemed to have solidified and gathered around her. The grass and trees swayed, and the momentum was astonishing.
Father Bai and Fu Yiyun immediately grew wary as they looked at the woman above.
A smile slowly blossomed on her calm face. That smile was too brilliant, like the golden sunlight piercing through the dark clouds, or withered flowers coming back to life …
Her body flashed, and she quickly flashed through the crowd. That brilliant smile from before seemed to have frozen in place.
By the time Fu Yiyun and Father Bai reacted, they could only see figures falling down one after another.
"Sect Master is mighty!"
"Sect Master unifies the jianghu!"
After losing their opponents, the Devil Cult members actually began to shout slogans.
Fu Yiyun's expression changed slightly, and he pulled Father Bai down the mountain.
This woman's strength had actually increased again.
By the time Shi Sheng finished dealing with those people, Fu Yiyun and Father Bai had already retreated down the mountain.
Shi Sheng had people throw the corpses away.
She circled around the mountain once, and by the time she returned, the corpses were more or less cleaned up. Jiang Zhan and Ting Feng stood at the foot of the mountain.
"Sect Master, I've been wanting to ask you this for a long time. Didn't you use the Cold Moon Sword before? What sword are you using now? It's so powerful! "Ting Feng's eyes shone as he stared at the Iron Sword in Shi Sheng's hand.
Guyu rushed over from afar, presumably interested in the sword as well.
Shi Sheng looked at the Iron Sword in his hand, conflicted. What should I call it?
Iron Sword: "…" Changing my name again? Master, have you almost forgotten my original name?
Shi Sheng said seriously, "The World's Number One Sword."
Ting Feng: "…" This name is so casual.
Guyu: "…" Vulgar!
Jiang Zhan didn't say anything, but he looked at Shi Sheng with a complicated gaze.
Shi Sheng gave Jiang Zhan a strange look. What's wrong with this child?
He's not used to being so quiet.
"I'm going into seclusion." It was rare for Jiang Zhan to speak to him in such a calm tone.
Shi Sheng raised his brows. "You'll be able to defeat me after you're done?"
"Of course." Jiang Zhan's calm demeanor didn't last a minute, and his tail was sticking up in the air again.
Shi Sheng didn't comment.
Jiang Zhan snorted. "You better believe me. Let's wait and see."
Shi Sheng spread his hands. "Then let's wait and see."
Jiang Zhan looked around. "Come with me for a bit."
"For what?"
"Just come with me. Stop talking so much."
Shi Sheng: "…"
Who's the one talking the most?
Jiang Zhan brought Shi Sheng to a place where no one was around. He abruptly turned around and hugged Shi Sheng. Before she could react, he immediately released her.
"Wuzheng, when I come out, I'll marry you."
Shi Sheng was dumbfounded. What the hell?
Jiang Zhan's face was a bit red. "Since no one wants to marry you like this, I'll reluctantly accept you."
You're really wronged. Who the hell wants to marry you?!
Jiang Zhan's voice suddenly dropped. "If I can come out."
There were only two ways to reach level nine of the Nether Mantra.
Either you succeed.
Or you die.
The atmosphere was a bit stifling. Jiang Zhan exhaled and rummaged through the room. He found a few things and stuffed them all into Shi Sheng's hands.
"I'm leaving. If I don't come out, I'll leave the Demon Sect to you." He paused. "I'll definitely come out."
He didn't know if the last sentence was meant for Shi Sheng or himself.
He walked out of the room. The sunlight outside made him dizzy.
He couldn't wait any longer.
Tingfeng was right. She was very powerful, so powerful that he was a bit afraid. If he didn't move forward, he might not be able to catch up to her.
Shi Sheng hugged the pile of strange things, still a bit confused.
It took him a while to react.
Jiang Zhan probably liked Wuzheng.
He remembered everything from his childhood so clearly. It wasn't like he had killed his father. The only explanation was that Jiang Zhan liked Wuzheng.
Unfortunately …
She wasn't Wuzheng.
She couldn't be with him.
Jiang Zhan going into seclusion didn't affect the Demon Sect at all. They already felt that Shi Sheng was a good leader.
They had meat to eat and money to spend.
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Little Fairy: Do you have tickets today?
Cherub: Guess.
Little Fairy: Guess if I'll guess.
Cherub: Guess if I'll guess if you'll guess.
Little Fairy: I won't guess. Sniveling, please.
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