I became a fox girl and was captured by the True Dragon Saint

If Jiang Ke'er could just give him a tiny bit of the proceeds from tonight's earnings, he wouldn't have to run around so much just for tuition.

Obviously, all this money was earned by him...

"Boy, get it clear! I can still make this money even without you!" Jiang Ke'er hugged the pile of IOUs tightly and stared at Pei Min vigilantly, as if she was afraid that the other party would come to snatch it away.

"Ugh……"

Sighing, Pei Min scratched his head frantically.

How could there be such a bad guy in this world?

It's in stark contrast to Jiang Ke'er!

As great as Jiang Ke'er is, this guy is as shameless!

"Hurry up and go. You won't make any money once the news gets out." Jiang Ke'er urged.

Pei Min’s head hurts.

He was in great pain from being constantly rejected by the sword-cultivating sect.

The bad girl next to her was in high spirits and was rubbing salt into her own wounds.

This was simply the most mentally devastating day in his life.

However, as long as there is a sword-cultivating sect willing to accept him, his nightmare will be over.

Not only can he officially step into the sword path and get closer to the legendary Jiang Keer little by little, but he can also completely get rid of the bastard behind him!

Ha ha ha ha--

That kind of life is exciting just thinking about it!

"Okay, let's go."

It was the anticipation for the future that allowed Pei Min to cheer up again and again and muster up the courage to go to the next sword sect.

They ran quickly down the mountain.

The flying sword driver had been waiting at the foot of the mountain for a long time.

He didn't know what happened on the mountain, but Jiang Ke'er was the most generous client he had met this year. She had already flown across a small part of Dongsheng Shenzhou on his flying sword.

"Fasten your seat belts!" the Feijian driver reminded enthusiastically.

"call out--"

The flying sword flew across the night sky at an extremely fast speed and reached its next destination in just a few minutes.

Jiang Ke'er pulled Pei Min off the flying sword and quickly ran towards the sect's mountain gate.

Monks don't need to sleep, so the night here is still open as usual.

Without Jiang Ke'er leading the way, Pei Min saw the registration office at the foot of the mountain gate at a glance.

However, the other party also saw Pei Min and Jiang Keer.

The swordsman at the registration desk suddenly changed his expression and hurriedly took out a photo, comparing it with Pei Min and Jiang Ke'er.

Then his body suddenly tensed.

"Close the door quickly! Pei Min is here!!!"

Boom boom boom——

The sound of doors closing was heard one after another. Even the registration office hurriedly pulled down the blinds, hung up a sign saying "closed", locked the door... and even quickly turned off the lights.

"..."

Pei Min stared blankly at the scene in front of him.

The cultivators of this entire mountain gate were actually afraid of a mere Yin-Yang realm cultivator like him and treated him like a plague god.

"You shameless little thief! Don't even think about destroying our Xiaoshan Sword Sect! Your evil schemes will never succeed again!"

"..." Pei Min wanted to cry but had no tears. "Wait, everyone, this matter has nothing to do with me. I just want to become your disciple..."

"Become my disciple? Dream on!" An angry voice came from the registration office, "Pei Min, right? You've become completely infamous!"

"Ah?" Pei Min's head buzzed.

The monk at the registration office continued to curse:

"You have become the public enemy of all sword sects in Shenzhou!"

"Your name will forever be engraved on the blacklist of the sword cultivation world!"

"No sword cultivation sect in Shenzhou will ever let you join! Get lost now! Your sword cultivation journey has ended!"

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16. Become a disciple???

blacklist……

There will never be a sword cultivation sect that will accept me...

These words were like the sharpest sword, piercing his heart.

Pei Min's legs went limp and he suddenly knelt on the ground powerlessly.

He had been away from home for two years and had spent all his family fortune searching for Jiang Ke'er, even causing his mother to become seriously ill.

After much difficulty, he decided to join the sword school, slowly approach Jiang Ke'er in a different way, and then seek the sword path in his mind...

But it ended up like this.

Do you blame that shameless little girl?

Indeed, the fact that he was blacklisted by the sword-cultivating sect had a decisive influence on her.

Her actions destroyed her last hope...

"Hey!"

Jiang Keer suddenly took a step forward.

She always waited until Pei Min was rejected, then came out with evidence and extorted a lot of money from him.

This time the opponent's defense was watertight, there was no benefit to be gained and no handle to be caught.

This means that you do not have the confidence to offend the other party, and the other party may use force at any time.

But she still stood up.

"Is it so difficult to accept a disciple? How is Pei Min worse than others?" Jiang Ke'er ran to the registration office and kicked the door hard.

"He is not qualified." A dull voice came from the tightly locked room, "With his talent, he is not worthy of joining our sword sect."

"You are just a bunch of third-rate small sword sects. When did you become so demanding?" Jiang Ke'er sneered, "Ask yourself, when you were his age, were you at the Yin-Yang realm?"

"Almost... almost..."

"His Majesty has asked all sects in the world to lower the threshold for accepting disciples. Not only did you not respect the order, but you deliberately made things difficult for students all over the world, charging tuition fees that only aristocratic families can afford! It is obvious that you want to block the path for children from poor families to advance in careers, and you are dissatisfied with His Majesty's imperial examination policy!" Jiang Ke'er said sternly.

"Stop slandering me. We never said we were going to raise tuition," the monk quickly defended.

This time they have learned their lesson and will never show any intention of defying the new policy.

"It's just that his qualifications are not enough to join our sect! The threshold for sword cultivation is already high, and it has nothing to do with his identity!"

The monk's words were flawless, and he continued, "Don't dream of becoming a sword cultivator. No sword sect in the world will accept him! The sword is the weapon of the king. A sword cultivator should have the integrity of a sword and a status that matches the way of the sword! Even if he is not a high-ranking official, he must be from a scholarly family! He? He is not worthy of it at all!"

These words simply demoted Pei Min to the dust and cut off his enthusiasm for sword-fighting at the root.

"What a bullshit king's weapon!" Jiang Ke'er was so angry that she wanted to hit someone. "This is just a flashy broken thing. It can't chop as well as a knife, and it can't stab as well as a gun. It's useless except for sex...God bless you for persuading people to learn swords! You still think it's a treasure?"

When Jiang Keer first arrived in Wanrenzhou, the sword cultivators there talked about the "weapon of the king", saying that only humans who understood etiquette and civilization could learn it, and the barbaric monsters would never be able to learn the way of the sword.

Actually it turns out to be all bullshit.

Now that no one dares to discriminate against the demon race openly, they have come up with a new logic.

In short, if you want to elevate yourself by discriminating against others, there is always a way.

"Let's go! Pei Min! Let's not learn swordsmanship anymore. Let's go to Taiming Sect! Once there, you can learn whatever you want. Even if you want to go to Lingyin Valley to learn medicine from a beautiful lady, no one will stop you!"

Jiang Ke'er pulled Pei Min, but Pei Min didn't move at all.

He shook his head: "I just want to learn sword."

"Why are you so stubborn?" Jiang Ke'er said angrily, "Why do you have to learn swordsmanship when you can learn anything else? Okay, I'll teach you!"

Pei Min shook his head again: "I want to learn swordsmanship, not being mean."

Jiang Ke'er was choked violently.

"You have to learn it? There are so many paths in this world, but you insist on taking that blocked path!" Jiang Ke'er frowned and looked at Pei Min, "What's the use of a sword other than being handsome?"

Pei Min was silent.

The white and elegant shadow appeared before his eyes.

She fought her way through hundreds of levels without stopping, as if she was in an empty space, and chopped those so-called geniuses of the human race into a pulp!

When he was young, he always clamored to learn sword, but that was just a child's ignorant joke, just a simple idea that could be shattered at any time.

It was from the moment he saw that shadow that he truly understood what he wanted.

The sword may not be the strongest weapon for soldiers, but it is the weapon she uses! It is the weapon she uses to cut off the humiliating past of the demon race and to clear the sky!

He will never forget that day and the shock that figure brought to himself and his mother.

It was as if a door was opened for them, telling them... it turns out that the demon race can also stand openly under the sun, so confident and proud!

That powerful and beautiful figure, with white clothes as white as snow, back straight, has been deeply engraved in my soul, and I will never forget it until I die.

And chasing that figure is the oath I made.

Start by taking up the sword.

"I only learn sword." Pei Min said again.

“Hahahaha…give up your thoughts! Your path is blocked! No sword sect in the world will accept a disciple like you! Even the Sword Hall won’t accept you! Go to hell!”

Bursts of malicious laughter coming from the room made Pei Min lower his head even more.

"Not necessarily!"

Jiang Ke'er frowned, and suddenly took out a sword from somewhere and threw it to Pei Min.

"At least there is a sword sect in this world that will accept you." Jiang Ke'er said expressionlessly.

"What?" Pei Min was stunned.

Even though he knew this was impossible, a glimmer of hope still ignited uncontrollably in his heart, and he looked at Jiang Ke'er tremblingly.

"Green Lotus Sword Sect." Jiang Ke'er said proudly.

"...Qinglian? Jianzong?" Pei Min frowned and thought hard, "Strange, this name, I don't think I have heard of it..."

"You've never heard of it!" Jiang Ke'er put her hands on her hips and continued confidently, "I just made it up."

[Obtained 10000 villain points from Pei Min. ]

“Hahahaha——” the laughing sounds coming from the registration room suddenly became louder.

"..."

Pei Min wanted to beat someone up, no, beat up the little girl in front of him who was joking around.

He is so angry!

But Jiang Ke'er seemed to be unaware of it. She looked up at the name on the mountain gate and said seriously, "Xiao. Shan. Jian. Zong... Pei Min, remember this name."

"how?"

"When you have mastered the sword, remember to come back and challenge the sect." Jiang Ke'er pointed at the name of Xiaoshan Sword Sect, "When the time comes, let them eat up this sign and their noble etiquette!"

"…Then I have to find a sword master first."

"Worship me! From now on you will be the first generation disciple of the Qinglian Sword Sect!"

"I'm not talking about the cheap Taoist master." Pei Min curled his lips.

"Okay, good disciple, I heard you kowtow~"