After the time travel, my cheat program disappeared.

It shouldn't be like this...

Apart from that bastard, there shouldn't be anyone who can gain the upper hand over me anymore.

But unfortunately...

The Pure Color Mandala can only attribute everything to the aftereffects of handing over the [Heavenly Demon True Form].

"Anyway...you've all seen it—" Walking to the demon girl who was only wrapped in a cloak, Shi Yan placed his hand on the girl's head and rubbed it gently. "This demon is no longer a threat."

Pure Color Mandala could only bite her lip and endure it, then wrapped her cloak even tighter.

The cloak outlined the girl's figure, and... even under the cloak, one could see the girl's slender, naked, fair feet.

Fortunately... although the group from the Azure Lotus Sword Sect noticed the unusual appearance of the Pure Color Mandala, none of them dared to use their divine sense to scan an extraterrestrial demon.

Doing that makes it easy to be 'contaminated' and then have inner demons attack your mind.

The pure-colored mandala managed to escape an awkward fate.

Hearing Shi Yan's words, the people of the Qinglian Sword Sect were suspicious and could not believe it.

But... look again at the other extraterrestrial demon beside it and the one that grabbed the extraterrestrial demon's hand... it's clearly the little Pixiu from the Qinglian Sword Sect's legendary scroll.

They could only nod with skepticism.

Shi Yan took the Pure Color Mandala back to the wooden house by the hot spring on Little Sword Peak to change clothes.

After all, it's not good to always leave girls naked like that.

Fortunately.

Unlike ordinary sword spirits, the demons of the outer realms cannot wear ordinary clothes.

Shi Yan took a set of the standard skirts for female disciples of the Qinglian Sword Sect from Qin Suhuai and skillfully put them on Jingse Mandala.

The pure-colored mandala tugged at the hem of her crimson blue silk skirt.

The standard skirts worn by the Qinglian Sword Sect are actually quite difficult to wear.

To make it easier for the disciples to use their swords, the skirts had to fit snugly and be form-fitting.

As a prestigious and orthodox sect, the Azure Lotus Sword Sect could not allow its members to appear licentious or revealing when wearing skirts.

It must be done solemnly.

but--

If it's too rigid, not only will your own disciples not like wearing it.

They also lose a lot of competitiveness when recruiting new employees.

Therefore, the standard skirts worn by the female disciples of the Azure Lotus Sword Sect actually conceal many subtle details. When worn, they resemble thin gauze draped over the body, barely concealing the beautiful figures of the young women.

Beneath their flowing skirts, the girls' arms were bent, their waists were slender, and the lines of their full thighs were both hazy and distinct.

But...not a single trace of skin is visible; it's completely concealed.

Although Shi Yan always felt that would be even more arrogant.

Especially Qin Suhuai's smoky purple silk dress.

Shi Yan will never forget the CG image of Qin Suhuai when they first met.

The girl soared through the air on her sword, but instead of stepping on it, she sat sideways.

The player's perspective is from a downward angle, looking upwards.

Although due to the angle and the design of the Qinglian Sword Sect's skirts, there wasn't much scenery to see.

However... beneath the flowing, smoky purple skirt, the girl's slender and perfectly proportioned calves were faintly visible.

The girl's feet were slightly curled up.

A pair of slightly darker purplish-red cloth shoes, delicate and petite.

Qin Suhuai rode her sword through the air, a confident smile playing on her lips.

"You seem... to be quite adept at dressing." With her arms bent back, Jingse Mandala let Shi Yan hold her wrists and help her put on the shawl.

She awkwardly tugged at it.

Layer upon layer... that's really not in line with the nature of a demon.

Shi Yan suddenly stopped moving. She simply raised an eyebrow and said, "Practice makes perfect."

The Pure Color Mandala could sense... that this guy wasn't lying.

It's just... that it's so exposed.

She stared into Shi Yan's eyes, as if trying to see through them to understand what Shi Yan truly was.

The Pure Color Mandala has never seen such a person before.

He was clearly a born saint; even a foolish demon could smell the saintly aura emanating from him.

Even his body was that of a saint, a body of divine creation, with exquisite nine orifices.

It's almost as if she was just about to lift her skirt and leave a few wisps of Taoist charm.

But ironically... even such a saint seems to make no attempt to conceal or restrain his own desires.

That desire was so pure that it allowed him to face his true nature as a demon without wavering.

It can even easily wield the power of [Happy Heaven].

That kind of pure and open desire is a rare quality, even among the demons beyond the heavens.

Shi Yan looked at the girl's heterochromatic golden-red eyes staring straight at him.

In the Loulan Lord's mystical realm, it wasn't like this at all. Back then, the Pure Color Mandala had cherry-red eyes similar to Xiao Lele's.

Something must have happened in between.

Shi Yan watched as the girl slowly approached, her alluring...slightly sweet body fragrance squeezing out the pitiful living space of the pure-colored mandala.

The pure-colored mandala didn't even dare to glance downwards.

I was afraid that I would fall into that beautiful and soft illusion of Loulan, which I didn't actually exist in.

"If you talk any more nonsense, I'll eat you up," Shi Yan threatened in the girl's ear.

The woman in the pure-colored mandala pretended to be completely unfazed, saying, "Then...then you'll have to help me put it on again."

"And... there are so many people waiting outside."

Shi Yan simply looked at her.

The demon girl's shoulders trembled slightly, and her hands, which were pressed against the mattress, clenched tightly.

Clearly, this guy was still a little scared.

Interesting.

He is clearly a demon who feeds on desire and takes pleasure in desire.

He seemed so awkward when he was on the defensive.

How could a pure-colored mandala not panic?

It was only when she straightened her chest and bumped into Shi Yan that she suddenly remembered.

If this guy wants to make himself look good, all he needs is a little bit of the power of [Happy Heaven].

That kind of thing is simply unfair to the extraterrestrial demons.

Shi Yan merely glanced at the pale red flower between the girl's eyebrows, revealing a wicked smile that appeared quite malicious in the context of the pure-colored mandala.

"If...if you're so capable, then come on." Pure Color Mandala probably didn't even realize that her voice was already tinged with a sob.

"I promised others that I would take good care of you." Shi Yan stood up and reached out his hand toward the Pure Color Mandala.

The palms were not facing upwards.

Therefore, it is a 'handshake' instruction.

Sure enough, before Jingse Mandala could even think, her body had already honestly grabbed Shiyan's hand.

The teacher helped the girl up.

"They're still waiting outside—"

Shi Yan was referring to the group of sect leaders and elders of the Qinglian Sword Sect.

She walked out of Qin Suhuai's boudoir carrying a pure-colored mandala.

Qin Suhuai simply wrinkled her nose cutely, then revealed a relieved expression.

Shi Yan's eyebrows twitched.

This girl... it seems it's time for me to take some time to 'properly' repair her spirit sword.

Shi Yan is now completely unafraid of Qin Suhuai.

Let alone the destructive power of the [Hidden Sword Technique] mixed with a tiny bit of [Snow Cold Skill] on Qin Suhuai.

Open your character attribute panel.

After consuming the [Heavenly Demon Essence] of the Pure Color Mandala, the cultivation level column has changed to [Cloud Core Realm Ninth Rank (Breakthrough in Progress)].

Shi Yan is now fully confident that he can cross a major realm and confront a wave of cultivators in the Nascent Soul realm head-on.

Although he might still be no match for a monster like Qin Suhuai...

But what can you do when, despite her high stamina, she's completely incapable of enduring hardship?

That's it, just keep going.

In the small living room, besides the elders of the Azure Lotus Sword Sect, there was also an unexpected face that Shi Yan recognized.

Long Taoyi.

At this moment, the boy's gaze toward Shi Yan could no longer be described as mere admiration.

It's practically worship.

He thought about it carefully.

Inside the "Sword Tomb," Brother Shiyan... oh no, I mean Sister Shiyan, directly hooked up with the final trial within the "Sword Tomb"—the sword spirit forged from the remnants of an immortal's soul.