I tried to kill the heroines of destiny, but they ended up chasing after me.

She raised the sword up again, pressing a bloody mark on the waiter's neck.

The next second, Jiang Wanyu heard Sword Granny's urgent exclamation: "Retreat! Retreat quickly!!!"

Judging from the sound, it seems to be very serious and urgent.

"Is there an ambush?"

Trusting the Sword Granny's judgment, she took a step back, creating an eight-foot distance, and cautiously looked around. She was ready to counterattack at the slightest sign of trouble.

"Sword Granny, didn't you say it was just him?!"

"...He was all alone, and the problem is he was so scared of you that he wet his pants..."

A helpless yet suppressed laugh came from the ring.

"What? Was my decision wrong? Then I won't remind you next time this happens."

……

Jiang Wanyu finally figured out the reason and laboriously used her spiritual energy to float the letter from Xiao Er's hand.

She saw the familiar signature again.

Cinnabar.

……

To Yuyuyu: How have you been lately? Under the guidance of the Red Lotus Heavenly Lord, I believe you will soon be able to return to your previous level, or even go further. It's a pity that I'm tied up with important matters and can only send my blessings now.

"Sword Granny..."

Jiang Wanyu's expression was solemn.

She hadn't taken 'Zhu Sha' seriously before, only considering it a well-intentioned reminder.

But this time?

'Zhu Sha' knew my biggest secret!

The title "Red Lotus Heavenly Lord" is used by later generations; she preferred to be called "Sword Granny."

If the news gets out, no matter how big the world is, will there still be a place for them to hide?

"Don't rush, keep reading..."

Sword Granny's voice also sounded somewhat unnatural.

Even a skilled cook can't cook without rice; she didn't believe she could be invincible in her soul form.

"Don't be afraid, we're on the same side. I also have an irreconcilable feud with the Holy Son of the Heavenly Demon Sect. The enemy of my enemy is my friend, so you can rest assured."

"I'm writing to tell you two things: Pingchuan City is experiencing unusual activity; in seven days, the Chaotic Soul Flame, ranked nineteenth on the Heavenly Flame Ranking, will emerge there. Your Burning Sword Technique will likely need its help, won't it?"

'Second message: The Holy Son of the Heavenly Demon Sect just likes flattery; he's simply humiliating you! Back then, there was a pair of enormous human hearts placed before him, and he didn't appreciate them at all—a truly shameful disgrace.'

"Sword Granny...why is the Burning Sword Technique related to our search for Heavenly Fire...?"

Jiang Wanyu hesitated, not because she didn't believe Jian Lao, but because the matter was too strange.

For a moment, I even suspected that everything was orchestrated by the Sword Granny herself.

On second thought, it didn't make sense logically. Since Sword Granny had already gained his initial trust, there was no need to add anything unnecessary.

"I'm not sure. I assure you I haven't found any signs of anyone spying on me. There are all sorts of methods in this world, and I may not be omnipotent or omniscient. For now, I can only take it one step at a time."

Jiang Wanyu's attention was completely drawn to the first message, and she subconsciously ignored the second one.

However, the Sword Granny drifted into Jiang Wanyu's blind spot, gesturing back and forth on her body with both hands.

Muttering to myself, "Trouble. Even if I wanted to defect and surrender in the future, I wouldn't have the means to do so..."

Chapter Eighteen: Perhaps Not Human

[Big Yellow, brilliant! We've successfully nipped a 'chosen one' in the bud. It seems I need to fully master the Ocean Language to coordinate with you. As for the other dozen or so suitable candidates, I've sent them all back home.]

"The moment I hear 'Big Yellow,' I know you've failed miserably."

[Isn't this the kind of name humans give to their best friends? Like brothers!]

"I may not be human, but Anran, you really are a dog."

This language is so strange. I clearly memorized the meanings of all the words at a glance, yet I still made numerous mistakes when using them.

I'm taking the Hailan Language Level 6 exam. Could you help me with this question?

"Why are you making that thing? It has no practical use. I can't even answer some of the questions."

[I, my sister, hooked, the scent, the, foot, often...] Please freely elaborate and form a reasonable sentence (3 points)

My younger sister is always drawn to fragrant scents.

"Wrong."

[Why did I get it wrong again? Didn't I just get the last question wrong?]

"I am often attracted by the scent of my sister's feet."

【? 】

……

"Holy Son, these are your cultivation resources for this year. Please take a look and sign if you have no objections."

Sunlight filtered through the treetops, casting dappled patterns.

A long cabinet stretched out, and several figures sat scattered around it, making the early morning time rather quiet.

An ordinary-looking woman wore a professional smile.

This is the Spirit Pill Hall of the Heavenly Demon Sect, which manages the allocation of 'spiritual medicines' resources for the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

Huang Quan tapped his finger on the table: "Give me another Nirvana Fruit. I accidentally lost it last time."

It's really bad luck, but last time I was busy at the Jiang family's house 'lacking martial ethics and launching a sneak attack!' I dropped the jade box containing the Nirvana Fruit on the ground.

Afterwards, I secretly slipped back to look for him in the middle of the night, but he was nowhere to be found.

He was too embarrassed to ask for it, otherwise his carefully constructed image would be ruined in an instant.

The disciples of Lingdan Hall wore their usual obsequious smiles, but inwardly they cursed: "You rich bastard!"

The Nirvana Fruit, a seventh-grade spiritual medicine, would be treasured by everyone, and people would be afraid of it being bumped or damaged.

You actually lost it by accident?

Look, is this even human language?

But work still had to go on.

"Okay, I'll make a note of it for you. The items involved are too valuable, so we need to get approval from higher-ups. Of course, if it were you, it would just be a formality, but there are rules and regulations, so I can't send it to you directly now."

Huang Quan nodded in understanding. Soon, his pupils shifted slightly to the side, and he discovered that his pile of spiritual herbs had actually 'moved': "May I ask, what's going on with this piglet that's as fat as a small mountain?"

Huang Quan was counting his 'annual salary'. He didn't recognize most of the items, but he was very familiar with the burly, pink creature in the middle that arched and made 'humming' noises.

No? You're still consuming my elixir?

Huang Quan slapped the pig on the head, interrupting its eating.

The disciple from the Spirit Pill Hall at the counter revealed a meaningful smile: "This is the spirit beast assigned to you by the Heavenly Demon Sect, a boar beast. From now on, you have the ability to completely control her, to do whatever you want with her, and your orders are inviolable. You can dispose of everything about her, including her life."

Huang Quan didn't even lift his eyelids, looking speechless: "Fine, but I refuse."

The disciple of Lingdan Hall widened his eyes, opened his mouth in astonishment, and wondered if he was hallucinating from overwork: "This kind of spirit beast has a special physique. It can greatly benefit cultivation by absorbing yin and yang. It is a top-level auxiliary resource and has always been something that major forces fight tooth and nail for. This is the sect leader's painstaking effort!"

"I really thank the sect leader."

Huang Quan looked helpless and pressed the F key to enter the tank.

The Lingdan Hall disciple swallowed hard, looking at Huang Quan with envy in his eyes: "Even the direct descendants of those Transcendent Realm experts don't get this kind of treatment! You'll see!"

She pulled back the curtain on the left side corner.

The dull-witted iron-eating beast, the food-eating beast that waits on hand and foot, and the lazy little tiger lying in its cage, showing no wildness whatsoever.

"Compared to the spirit beasts of the other disciples, the one you have is at least four or five levels higher!"

The Lingdan Hall disciple pushed the certificate he was receiving towards Huang Quan.

Huang Quan pushed the certificate back: "I won't sign it."

The disciple immediately became anxious, his face showing difficulty: "Holy Son... I am just an ordinary disciple. The order from above is to send this to you. If you have any complaints, you can communicate with the higher-ups. I have no say in this matter!"

“If you don’t sign, I can’t finish the project, and you can’t take away other resources. Just dragging things out won’t solve the problem.”

Her tone was helpless as she squeezed her eyes together, trying to force out two tears.

However, Huang Quan didn't even glance at her.

He tentatively pointed to the cage at the very top.

"What is that?!"

A note was thoughtfully attached: Reward for second place in the Newcomer Competition.

The disciples of Lingdan Hall were very perceptive. They circulated their spiritual energy and used a strange hand seal to unlock the restriction on the storage cabinet and take down the cage.

Place it on the table with the opening facing towards the underworld.

"This one... I'm not really sure either. The sect leader picked it up a few days ago. It seems to be a fairly high-level spirit beast, but unfortunately, its injuries were too severe and it didn't have much time left. So he just left it here as a one-time consumable for cultivation. The hall master came up with a plan and decided to use it as a reward for the newcomers' competition, which can also save a few pills."

Huang Quan peeled off the note and opened the cage.

A pure white fox with a scab on one of its forelegs, looking listless.

He reached out and touched the little fox's front paws, and the fox withdrew its paws with a very human-like look of fear in its eyes.

Huang Quan's gaze slowly deepened, and he lifted Fate by the scruff of her neck, raising it above his head.

The pure white fox looked helpless, letting itself be manipulated, too lazy to struggle.

As Huang Quan's gaze shifted downwards, its four little paws began to kick and shake wildly in the air, while its fluffy tail curled up, obstructing Huang Quan's view.

Huang Quan used one finger to pry open its tail and get closer to observe it.

A barely visible bloodstain appeared on his face.