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

"Forget it." Jiang Ke'er did not delve into the matter any further, realizing that it must be the fault of the furnace technique.

The furnace and cauldron technique would be incomplete without dual cultivation, and she was well aware of this.

But even without dual cultivation, this technique is powerful enough.

As long as you work hard, it'll be fine.

Let’s talk about the future later. At least for now, she doesn’t want to be caught by Qiao Xiaoxian.

"I don't want a son, I want power!" Jiang Ke'er sighed to the sky.

We need to work harder.

Fortunately, this is Wanrenzhou.

Wanrenzhou is a good place. Sword practitioners from all over the world gather here. It is a perfect place for me to go there to practice and hone my sword skills.

Even though humans believed that the sword was a noble and elegant weapon that only humans could wield, and were not happy to see a lowly little monster like Jiang Ke'er learning it... Jiang Ke'er insisted on learning it.

The more others look down on the demon race, the more she wants to surpass everyone!

She has been stubborn since she was a child.

Otherwise, how could he be beaten to death and vomit blood and travel through time?

Under the puzzled gaze of the gatekeeper swordsman, Jiang Keer walked into this small human city.

"It's strange. Have the demons gone stupid these past two days? They come to Wanrenzhou one after another to send..." the guard muttered.

It was getting late, Jiang Keer decided to find a place to stay and practice for a night, and then embark on her journey to become stronger early tomorrow morning.

If you want to surpass Qiao Xiaoxian, practical experience is essential.

So she decided to find more people to learn from.

If there is a competition arena, she will go up to it; if there is no competition arena, she will challenge others. She is full of humility and sincerity, determined to learn the most brilliant swordsmanship in the world... She has visited as many sword halls of sects as there are in Wanrenzhou.

Even if the demon race is no longer welcome here, she is serious about pursuing the way of the sword.

Swords aren't supposed to be like this.

Human nature is wrong, and the way of heaven is even more ridiculous.

The only thing she believed in was the path under her feet, the path she had created herself.

******

Early the next morning, Jiang Keer opened her eyes at daybreak.

She slept in the corner of the alley for one night, because all the hotels would tell her "No rooms available, please look somewhere else" after seeing Jiang Ke'er following.

The whole city is full, what a coincidence.

Jiang Ke'er smiled bitterly, stretched herself, and pulled away the straw covering her body.

Taking out the magic sword whose blade was already a little broken, Jiang Ke'er wiped off the blood stains left over from last night, put it back into the sheath, and held it in her hand.

There is no weapons shop in this small town, but there is a sword hall... Her journey of learning will start from this sword hall.

******

[The Demon Clan Revival Association is now recruiting! 】

The boy with bright yellow cat ears stood on tiptoe and pressed a large sticker against the wall.

The little monk next to him saw it and hurriedly tore off the sticker and broke it into pieces.

"Chen Yi, what are you doing?" The cat-eared boy couldn't help but get angry.

"My dear ancestor, you posted this kind of notice in Wanrenzhou because you think your life is too long?" The monk felt a headache.

The boy was about the same age as the young monk, but a little older, about sixteen or seventeen years old. However, he was dressed elegantly, and his every move revealed a sense of nobility and a lack of brains.

"So what?" The boy raised his head proudly, "My father is Li Yuan!"

"Distant water cannot quench immediate thirst. Even Lord Li Yuan, who is revered as a thousand-bull guard and the governor of three continents, cannot fly over to save you instantly!" Chen Yi quickly covered the boy's mouth, "Also, please speak softly. Don't talk nonsense about the Monster Clan Revival Association..."

"If I don't tell others, how can I recruit like-minded partners?"

"Amitabha, you ask me, a monk, this kind of question?" Chen Yi stared, "A little monk who was ruthlessly kicked in by the abbot and just escaped death? What the hell do I know!"

The boy scratched his head, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"But last night I met a beautiful, powerful and handsome monster lady." Chen Yi suddenly chuckled, "If you want to recruit someone to join your group, you can try to find her. She shouldn't be far away."

"How come you, a stinky bald monk, are so popular with women?!" The young man was jealous. Ever since he met Chen Yi, he found that his popularity with women was getting worse and worse. On the contrary, this monk made a lot of female monster friends.

"Maybe, I feel more secure." Chen Yi smiled bitterly.

"Okay, where did that monster sister you mentioned go?" the boy asked.

"garrulous--"

Chen Yi suddenly stopped, looked towards the entrance of the sword hall not far away, and pursed his lips.

The boy looked over.

The morning breeze lifted her sleeves and also lifted a few strands of the girl's white hair.

As the girl swayed in the wind, her profile was vaguely visible, but even this glimpse of her profile was enough to make the young man a little distracted.

She stepped forward and bowed slightly: "I am a junior swordsman of the demon race, Jifeng Liujiang Ke'er, and I am here to pay my respects to the owner of the hall."

Up until here everything was normal.

Jiang Ke'er opened her five fingers, lightly grasped the hilt of the sword, and opened her red lips slightly:

"Please, lose."

(1.5/1.5)

18. Seeking the Truth (1)

"What a big tone! Do children in the First Yuan Realm dare to be so arrogant now?"

The red-painted gate of the sword hall slowly opened to both sides, and two rows of sword-cultivating disciples walked out and stood in two rows on the side of the road.

These disciples were all sweating and panting, obviously having just done strenuous exercise.

Combined with the rustling sound she heard before entering the room, Jiang Ke'er immediately understood - she was not the only one who was diligent, these sword practitioners had also gotten up early and were practicing sword skills.

It seems that I haven't worked hard enough.

A man as tall as an iron tower walked out of the door. When he passed by the disciples on both sides, the disciples bowed their heads to show their respect. It was obvious that he was the owner of this hall.

"Demon?" The sturdy man obviously did not expect that the one who came to challenge him so early in the morning was an unwelcome demon.

"You are very brave to come to Wanrenzhou," the sturdy man nodded slightly to show his approval, "My name is Ma Qi, and I am an incompetent disciple of the Vajra Sword Sect. Because I have studied the Vajra Sword for many years and have made some achievements, I am temporarily the owner of this sword hall..."

Jiang Keer bowed slowly.

The other party treated her with courtesy, so there was no reason for her to be rude, so she also bowed deeply as a junior.

But just at the moment she lowered her head, the atmosphere around her became chaotic, and an extremely powerful sword light slashed towards her head!

Fortunately, even when Jiang Ke'er bowed, she was still holding the hilt of the sword in her hand, and even had dynamic vision turned on.

The swift sword intent was released, and the long sword was suddenly raised. In a flash, a solid wall of wind stood in front of Ma Qi's sword!

Jiang Ke'er felt a surge of fear in her heart... She thought he was treating her politely, but it turned out to be a sneak attack?

Is this your Vajra Sword Art?

Ma Qi's veins were exposed all over his body. He tried his best to break through the wind wall, but he was shocked to find that his sharp sword was completely useless against the breeze in front of him!

"This is not a duel, it's murder, right?" Jiang Ke'er asked softly.

"Why should we talk about morality with a monster like you?" Ma Qi grinned, drew his sword decisively, bypassed the wind wall, and slashed from the side!

"I understand, thank you," Jiang Ke'er nodded gratefully, "You taught me a lot."

Step forward and cut, the steel flashes.

Jiang Ke'er crouched down and slid under the edge of Ma Qi's sword, and the sword light drew a half moon.

Ma Qi felt a chill on his waist, and this instant chill made him realize the outcome he was about to face.

He stood there stiffly, while Jiang Ke'er sheathed her sword and turned to leave.

"Master Ma?" a disciple asked in a trembling voice.

"Master Ma? Say something!"

"Master Ma, what's wrong with you?"

The disciples held their breath and slowly gathered around Ma Qi.

I don't know who touched Ma Qi out of curiosity, but I heard a slippery "sizzle" sound of flesh rubbing against each other, and his upper and lower body slowly separated.

Not far away, the cat-eared boy and Chen Yi were stunned.

"...What did you just say?" Chen Yi asked.

There is naturally no duplication of the cat-eared boy.

Because his previous sentence was "Ma Qi from the Vajra Sword Hall has been practicing swordsmanship for decades. Although his talent is limited and he has not yet broken through to the Four Symbols realm, he has profound attainments in swordsmanship. I'm afraid this demon sister is in trouble."

Before he could finish his words, Ma Qi suddenly launched a sneak attack and split him in half.

Chen Yi said "Amitabha" to Ma Qi's body, "What a sin, what a sin."

"Shameless Ma Qi, sneak attack, bah! You deserve it!" The cat-eared boy spat, "Hey, where's that demon lady? Hurry up and follow her. Let's go. Don't lose her!"

"Shimin, let's go. Such a powerful young lady won't pay attention to you." Chen Yi advised.

“She can’t be said to be that powerful at the moment, and she hasn’t even reached the Yin-Yang realm yet, so how big of a star can she be?” The cat-eared boy called Shimin was brimming with motivation.

"But your Demon Clan Revival Association..." Chen Yi's face was tangled, "It's a trap! A group of young people who haven't even reached the Three Talents Realm are dreaming of subverting the existing rule system. Isn't it unlucky for everyone involved?"

"What do you know? Young people are the future of Kyushu." The cat-eared boy curled his lips, "You won't know unless you try. Come on, come on, follow me..."

It was a long time after Jiang Keer left Ma Qi's sword hall that her heartbeat gradually calmed down.

Ma Qi's sneak attack made her realize thoroughly how dangerous this ancient world of learning without any law constraints was.

Life and death are all in the mind of the strong, and strength is the real law.

Especially since she is a demon, a little demon who has just stepped into the threshold of cultivation.

Fortunately, the ancient realm of learning has a limit on the upper limit of strength. In the area of ​​the beginner realm, no matter how strong a person is, it is impossible to reach the fourth symbol, otherwise she would have been killed by that blow just now.

She has always been cautious and always keeps dynamic vision on.

So, let's go to the next place?

I almost died just now!

It would be a lie to say that I wasn't afraid at all. This feeling of facing the line between life and death personally made my hands and feet cold after the excitement... Even when I was in Northern Juluzhou, I didn't have such a direct feeling. At that time, I felt more depressed and desperate.

Jiang Keer walked to a roadside grocery store and bought a map of the ancient territory of Wenxue and a detailed map of Wanrenzhou.

After thinking about it, she directly stuffed the large map of the ancient learning realm into the inventory without even looking at it, and directly opened the detailed map of Wanrenzhou.

This map shows in detail the territorial scope of each force in Wanrenzhou, the gathering areas of different levels of beasts, the distribution areas of resources such as minerals and medicines, and most importantly - the locations of the major sword-cultivating sects and sword halls.

By asking passers-by, Jiang Keer learned the name of this town - Driftwood.

Then she crossed out the name of Driftwood Town and headed for the next nearest sword gym.

The cat-eared boy and Chen Yi followed behind.

The news that Ma Qi of the Vajra Sword Hall was beheaded on the spot quickly spread throughout Wanrenzhou.

The name Ma Qi is not eye-catching at first, but if you add the identity of the killer, it becomes quite eye-catching.

The one who killed Ma Qi was a sword cultivator from the demon clan.

As everyone knows, there are no sword practitioners among the demon clan.

Swords are elegant and graceful weapons that symbolize the unique etiquette of human civilization and the supreme dignity... How could those uncivilized monsters learn to use swords for humans? Even if they could learn it, how could they use it?

However, after a brief moment of indignation, the disciples of the major sword halls and sects also put this news behind them, thinking happily that it was not them who were unlucky anyway... The Ma Qi who was killed must have been a weakling, and now even the Vajra Sword Sect outside will be implicated, and its reputation will be completely ruined! It can't be washed away!

But what does this have to do with me?

People in the same field are enemies, and sword cultivators look down on each other. Everyone has long disliked each other, and it is naturally a pleasure to see other sword sects in trouble.