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Chapter 397. Doctor Aoba
"Om..."

Jiang Jianxin didn't want to attract attention, so after circling in the air a few times, she chose to land behind the tallest garbage mountain.

In the past, when Jiang Jianxin landed on his sword, Tang Guang Sword would habitually glide close to the ground to mitigate the impact and make the landing smoother.

This time, however, the Tangguang Sword hovered half a meter off the ground, refusing to fall.

Jiang Jianxin looked down and saw that the ground beneath his feet was covered with a thick layer of black mud, mixed with rotten cardboard, moldy food scraps, and plastic of indistinguishable original color. Even more glaring were a few yellowish-brown stains that gleamed suspiciously in the dim light.

Jiang Jianxin paused in mid-air for a moment, and the Tangguang Sword also remained suspended, its blade slightly tilted to the side, as if hesitating.

The sword tassel drooped down, swaying gently in the breeze carrying a sour, musty smell.

She tried to lightly tap the ground below with her toes, and the sword immediately rose slightly to the side and upwards, as if in a silent rejection.

Looking around, all I could see was mud.

To the east, piles of blackened discarded textiles lay, with oozing dirty water forming trickles. To the west, broken bottles and jars were scattered, with shards of glass gleaming in the filth. Even the slightly smoother ground was covered with a layer of slippery, dark grime that had accumulated over countless days.

The wind seeped through the cracks in the garbage mountain, bringing with it an even stronger stench of decay.

The Tangguang Sword hummed softly again, remaining suspended in place, refusing to drop even an inch further.

The man and his sword remained suspended in mid-air for a long time, Tang Guang Sword unable to fall, and Jiang Jianxin unable to put his feet down.

She froze in mid-air, staring helplessly at the yellowish-brown ground, and finally asked her intuition:

[The answer is truth, I need your help. Find me a place where I can stand and no one can see me.]

After waiting for a few seconds, the answer, the truth, emerged, providing her with a logical and reasoned analysis:

[The ground around here is so dirty that you can't even put your foot down. The pile of trash next to you is covered with beverage bottles and such, so it's relatively clean. Just step on top of the trash pile, use your superb light-foot technique to jump over a few piles of trash, and finally drift onto the road, where it's a bit cleaner.]

The intuition provided detailed guidance, and Jiang Jianxin followed its instructions to float up to the top of the garbage heap. Sure enough, he saw piles of plastic bottles on top, but at least there was no excrement or anything like that.

"Om..."

The Tangguang Sword hummed softly as it slowly descended, gently unloading Jiang Jianxin onto a pile of plastic bottles.

Although the broken bottles made a soft crunching sound when stepped on and were slippery underfoot, this place was relatively clean compared to the filth below, which was a mixture of black and yellow.

The garbage mountain was very tall. Jiang Jianxin stood on the top and looked down. The pedestrians below shrank into small, slowly moving dots. The surrounding garbage mounds reflected fragmented light under the afternoon sun.

"call……"

Jiang Jianxin recalled his great lightness skill, then lightly touched the pile of bottles with his toes, and his figure floated up like a feather in the wind.

There was no heavy thud as she landed, only the soft rustling of her clothes in the wind; she had already gracefully landed atop another garbage-strewn hill several meters away.

A gentle breeze swept by, lifting the stray hairs at her temples.

Her great lightness skill is similar to Gu Fengliu's jumping skill, which emphasizes the movement and circulation of spiritual energy when jumping.

Previously, her memories were incomplete, so she couldn't use them. Now that she is fully familiar with the Sword Master's abilities, she can use the Great Lightness Skill as freely as breathing.

Jiang Jianxin jumped over several more garbage mountains one by one, finally reaching the one closest to the road.

She leaped and landed lightly on a relatively clean patch of ground.

Before I could even see my surroundings clearly, a clump of dark mud flew right at me—

"I'll beat you to death, you ugly monster!"

A sharp, piercing child's voice suddenly rang out, its still-unchanged tone carrying a ruthless ferocity.

Jiang Jianxin drew his sword and swung it almost instinctively. "Whoosh..."

The mud clump split in two amidst the sword energy, and the sword light, still unabated, swept out, carving a deep gash in the ground.

She had already reached the level of a Sword Master, so even a casual slash was exceptionally powerful.

Only later did I realize that I might have hit a minor.

Jiang Jianxin was startled and saw the lingering force of the sword energy. He leaned forward and kicked the little boy first.

"Om..."

Her skill was still so profound. Although she had just landed and hadn't even seen who threw the mud, the sword energy she unleashed had already precisely locked onto the attacker along its trajectory.

The white sword energy grazed the little boy's arm. If Jiang Jianxin hadn't reacted instantly and kicked him, he would have died on the spot.

The boy was kicked and fell to the ground. When he looked up, his face was completely drained of color, and his wide eyes were filled with pure fear of her.
"Noble, aristocrat...!"

After shouting those words, he scrambled away from where he stood and fled frantically into the distance.

Jiang Jianxin breathed a sigh of relief, sheathed his sword, and turned around, only to find a child curled up behind him.

It was a little girl with a reddish-purple birthmark on her face. The birthmark covered almost half of her face, and it was indeed shocking at first glance.

However, upon closer inspection, one would find that her features were actually quite well-proportioned, with delicate eyebrows and a fine nose. She was a beautiful child, but the heavy mark had obscured most of her radiance.

She was huddled in a corner, her body hastily wrapped in a tattered cloth, revealing bloody wounds beneath.

She hugged herself tightly, her dark gray eyes wide open, staring intently at Jiang Jianxin, her gaze filled with lingering fear.

"Are you OK?"

Jiang Jianxin lowered his voice and asked as gently as possible.

The little girl visibly shrank back, clearly afraid of her too. After a long pause, she managed to stammer out a sentence:

"I...I'm fine, Your Excellency."

She didn't really understand what "noble" meant, let alone how to address them.

I just heard people around me say it like that on a regular basis, so I timidly started to say it too.

"You are badly injured."

Jiang Jianxin's gaze swept over the still-bleeding wounds, and his voice unconsciously softened:

"Let me take you to the clinic; you need to get your injury treated quickly."

The child was extremely thin, almost just skin and bones, and covered in scars.

Jiang Jianxin even had a feeling that if she wasn't sent to the doctor immediately, she might really die quietly in this corner.

"No, no need..."

The little girl shook her head, her voice weak but earnest:

"I'll go to Granny Aoba's place... I'll just go to her little house."

She was still trembling as she spoke, but there was a faint yet stubborn determination in her eyes.

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