She is Jianxiu

Chapter 1168: Chapter Helps

Spring comes and autumn falls, summer ends and winter returns, everything remains the same, no change occurs.

Since Zhao Yu entered the blood pool twenty-seven years ago, another three years have passed quickly. Whether it is the disgruntled disciples of various sects in the Sun Palace or the layers of calamity clouds flashing over the Sun Palace, they seem to be circulating over these few years without any rest or change.

Only the wild grasses that constantly alternate between growth and withering and dying, and the mottled and fragmented paths under our feet, can show that time never stops and never turns back.

There are no four seasons on the Sun Island, and all scenes are created according to the preferences of the descendants of this tribe. Therefore, most of the scenes seen are beautiful spring scenes. The day and night here are also different from those in the outside world. At most, the daytime can last more than ten hours, and even at the shortest time, it is much longer than the dark night.

Cao Jing was accustomed to the four seasons in Zhaoyan Sect. Now, trapped on the Dayu Island, she had lost the novelty she had in the beginning. Since her parents were both disciples of the sect, she had lived with her elders in the Wenxian Valley since she was born. After she made a breakthrough, she became an inner sect disciple. Although she had never had any powerful figure as her master, she found a mentor who was very good at teaching disciples under the arrangement of her parents. It can be said that her life was extremely smooth and she had never encountered any difficulties or obstacles.

Considering that she was a daughter who was brought up in pampered condition at home, Master Cao Jing sent her here with the intention of training her. Besides, he also wanted her to see the world and gain some experience, so that she would not always be trapped in the sect and be content with the status quo like her parents.

Most of the demon cultivators on the island disliked the human Taoist cultivators. Except for those who were not easy to mess with like Zhao Yu, these disciples with low cultivation and little background were like pieces of prime fat meat in their eyes. They would come and bully them from time to time and take pleasure in it.

At first, Cao Jing and others would go to the elders of the sect to help them, but this land was owned by others after all. Even if the elders were willing to speak for them, it would not be of much use. This was because the cultivation of these disciples was not good enough and they could be crushed to death by just a few True Infant stage demon cultivators. How could they ask the elders to lower themselves to argue with the younger generation?

Thinking about the many unpleasant things she had suffered at the hands of the demon cultivators in the past few days, Cao Jing pushed the door open and walked out, randomly found an uninhabited area, picked up the magic sword and started chopping the surrounding flowers and plants into a mess, cursing and cursing, wishing that the flowers and plants in front of her were those demon cultivators so that she could kill them all.

Little did she know that several demon cultivators with smiles on their faces and dressed in different styles were surrounding a young man dressed in brocade robes, with a five-treasure necklace around his neck and jade rings jingling around his waist. They were now attracted by the sound of her chopping flowers and plants, and were only a hundred steps away from the area.

The group of people were disturbed by the sound, and they had unhappy expressions on their faces as they walked. When they got closer, they heard Cao Jing loudly scolding the demon cultivators on the island. They became very angry and walked forward quickly.

The young man in the middle couldn't help but frown when he heard the scolding. He wanted to see who was so bold as to act so arrogantly. But when he looked around, his eyes fell on Cao Jing's hand and he couldn't take them away.

He always liked beautiful things, especially gold, jade and gemstones. The more colorful and eye-catching, the better he liked them. He once got a string of precious beads from a cultivator, and he couldn't let it go. He even hung it around his waist. Although the man came to ask for it, he was threatened and blocked by him. After that, he didn't dare to come to his house again.

Now, seeing this magic sword with clear light, he wanted to glue his eyes to it, not caring whether it had an owner or not, he just wanted to take it away immediately and own it. No wonder he was so greedy. This magic sword of Cao Jing was originally given by his master when he became his apprentice. It was made of chalcedony and iron essence, and was quenched by the water of the cold pond. It was snow-white and flawless. In the sunlight, it would have a colorful glow like clouds. Not to mention how powerful it was, just the sword body was precious. Not to mention that Cao Jing himself loved it very much. He took good care of it on weekdays. Even the hilt and the tassel were made of treasures suitable for this sword. At first glance, it was really smooth as jade, bright as crystal, and beautiful as clouds.

Although the demon cultivators surrounding the young man were not descendants of the Golden Crow, they were his most obedient servants. With their understanding of the young man, they could see that he coveted the magic sword in Cao Jing's hand. Everyone wanted to please him and wanted to grab the sword for him without saying a word. Cao Jing was so scared that he retreated repeatedly and shouted angrily, "Shameless! How dare you rob others in broad daylight!"

Someone snorted and laughed, saying nonchalantly: "What do you mean by your things? You stole my master's sword, and now you shamelessly claim it's yours! Since you are a junior, we won't bother with you. As long as you are willing to return the sword, you will be spared from physical pain today, otherwise you will suffer!"

Cao Jing was furious when she heard this, and she was not willing to give away the sword given by her mentor. However, there were many people in front of her who were stronger than her. If someone really wanted to snatch it from her, she would have a hard time keeping the sword in her hand.

Seeing that she refused to give up the sword, the young man became impatient and shouted at the servants around him, "Why bother with her? Bring me the sword. She is just a one-man show and can't cause any trouble!"

The servants did not dare to delay after receiving the order and rushed forward to snatch the magic sword from Cao Jing. Cao Jing was panicked and pale. He almost thought he was going to die on the spot, but he felt his body soften and he seemed to fall into the clouds. When he came to his senses, he found himself in mid-air, and all the people who had troubled him before had disappeared without a trace.

At this time, he heard the person beside him ask, "Judging from your clothes, you should be a disciple of Zhao Yan. Why are you on Day Island?"

  Cao Jing was stunned and immediately told the reason why he came here. Then he realized belatedly that the person in front of him guessed his identity just by his clothes and appearance. He was probably a disciple of a sect. There was only one human Taoist who could practice on the Sun Island!

She was so excited that her eyes suddenly widened, but she asked softly, "But it's Senior Zhao Yu from Zhenyang Cave Heaven."

The man simply nodded, then grabbed her shoulders, jumped up, and flew away from there.

Under the cloudy sky, several servants came to an empty-handed conclusion, only to find that the woman in front of them suddenly disappeared, along with the sword in her hand!

When the young man saw that the thing that was within his grasp flew away out of thin air, he could only curse loudly for being a useless slave. He was so angry that his eyes turned red and his face was ferocious. However, after a moment, the cursing stopped abruptly. Several servants looked in horror and saw the young man's head rolling down and blood spurting out like a pillar.