Having found a demon, I've decided to raise her.

Chen Ming was a little out of breath from the wind pressure of the high-speed flight and frowned.

This phenomenon didn't seem to occur when Lucifer used to fly with him before, because she made some preparations and gave Chen Ming several buffs.

Taking a flight without taking any precautions is too risky for ordinary people; they're not skydivers.

Even when skydiving, no one would wear short sleeves like that. Thinking about it, it's really too silly of him.

The angel's lifeless purple eyes gleamed in the sunlight, and her pure white wings glowed faintly. With each slight flap, she flew swiftly forward.

She held Chen Ming in her arms, feeling his heartbeat, her purple eyes gazing at his slightly distressed profile...

The owner is in pain...

She freed one hand and gently brushed it across his eyes.

"Well?"

Chen Ming was startled by her sudden action and didn't react before her delicate hand had already brushed over him.

His eyes were surrounded by a halo of light.

The discomfort of high-speed flight disappeared.

He was somewhat surprised and turned to look at Miss Angel. Her eyes were still lifeless, indicating that she had not yet regained her senses.

If it recovers, the purple eyes should turn back to blue, and the array in the eyes should disappear.

Is it just that Miss Angel subconsciously enjoys taking care of people?

She seems to be a gentle angel.

He smiled and said—

"Thanks……"

Unconsciously, the angel nodded at him.

……

……

Upon reaching the outskirts, we found ourselves on a sparsely populated grassland.

Chen Ming put the excited Cerberus down on the ground and immediately took off running, darting around on the wide grassland.

Chen Ming looked at her, genuinely worried that she would get covered in grass seeds, which would be a huge hassle to clean up later.

He turned and glanced at the angel standing behind him, smiled, reached out and patted her head, and said—

"I thought you had regained consciousness."

Miss Angel kept her head down listlessly.

Afu took a book out of his spatial bag and said to Chen Ming—

"This is the teaching material."

"Oh?"

He was actually quite interested in the Sword Immortal's teaching materials and reached out to take them.

"...Five thousand years to ascend, three thousand years to simulate?"

Chen Ming twitched his lips. What was this thing...? It reminded him of the fear of being dominated by textbooks, and he almost subconsciously threw it away.

Afu explained—

"This is the latest edition of the textbook used at the school. It was just published this year. I picked it up from the school."

"..."

Following the trend? But does a cultivation world really need to be this down-to-earth...?

Chen Ming asked, his face expressionless—

"So, you don't have any secret manuals or scrolls or anything like that where you are?"

“The textbooks teach everything; all sorts of famous traditions are included.”

"Forehead……"

Chen Ming scratched his head and flipped through two pages.

Others' legacy shouldn't be taken to the grave, otherwise how would most people know about it? The academic atmosphere at the Sword Immortal Academy is truly excellent; everyone has written down the paths they've explored.

Huh?

He also found Fu Jianxian's sermons in the table of contents and turned to the corresponding page number.

Afu followed his gaze and said—

“Everyone’s cultivation is different. These examples are just for comparison. First, memorize the mental techniques, and then I will transmit some insights into power to you.”

"it is good."

Chen Ming nodded.

Afu extended her slender, white hand and grasped his. The ten fingers are connected to the heart; Chen Ming looked down at their intertwined hands.

A-Fu blushed slightly and said—

"Pay attention to your feelings."

Chen Ming felt the coolness of West Lake emanating from A Fu, and he could almost see gray mist emanating from A Fu's body...

……

……

After his initial impressions, Chen Ming felt that something was different about the environment, as if he could sense the direction and trend of the wind around him.

Afu took out a round plate and said—

"You should be able to use some strength now, let's practice with this first."

Of course, you can't just throw your sword around randomly at first. What if you accidentally hurt yourself if you don't control it well?

Chen Ming took the disc and saw what appeared to be a line of words engraved on it—

"High-sensitivity assistive tools specifically designed for preschool children."

Preschool...

Chen Ming twitched his lips. Was he only at the level of a preschooler?

He was indeed sent back to kindergarten.

Cerberus returned from its playful frolic, gazing at its master with deep contemplation for a long time. Wagging its tail, it looked at the disc in Chen Ming's hand, suddenly feeling a strange urge.

Ah Fu smiled and said—

"Try to control it."

"it is good."

Chen Ming's heart skipped a beat, and the disc in his hand suddenly shot out.

Uh, I think I used too much force.

Chen Ming felt somewhat embarrassed.

"Wang!"

Cerberus watched the disc fly away, sticking out his tongue in delight, and chased after it. Like an arrow released from a bow, he became a blur and actually caught up with the disc, leaping up suddenly!

It jumped nearly ten meters high and bit the high-speed flying disc.

"Master, master, master..."

It came back with the plate in its mouth, wagging its tail as it handed the plate to him.

"..."

Chen Ming took the disc and suddenly felt a sense of disorientation, as if he wasn't practicing flying swordsmanship but playing frisbee with a dog.

Even though both the frisbee and the dog look a bit off...

He looked at Cerberus wagging his tail, staring at him expectantly, as if wanting to praise him.

Chen Ming smiled and patted her head, saying—

"Awesome, awesome..."

"Hey hey hey..."

The dog smiled happily.

The angelic girl watched all this blankly, watching the dog receive praise from its owner just for catching the plate...

Ah Fu said—

"Try to control your strength slowly. I'm going to prepare the picnic now."

This girl is always restless; now she's thinking about taking care of everyone again, preparing a picnic on the grass. Chen Ming's urge to spank her increased by another twenty percent.

But for now, let's focus on practicing. We're not Dongyi, so we need to be more diligent.

He then controlled the frisbee to fly out.

It's a little better this time, but it's still out of control.

Cerberus happily chased after him...

Suddenly, a white figure swept across the sky, something neither Chen Ming nor Cerberus expected.

The angel caught the disc in her beak in mid-air, then flapped her wings and returned to Chen Ming's side, extending the disc from her beak and handing it to him.

Her purple eyes stared at him blankly.

Chapter 140 Bullying the Sword Immortal

Actually, Chen Ming wasn't the most surprised. He was just a little astonished as the angel girl held the plate in her mouth and stretched her neck to hand it to him.

Cerberus was surprised and somewhat angry.

She bared her teeth at the angel with big wings.