“Rakshasa Sword Sect, a fifth-rate sword school, is the sword-study branch of the Southern Rakshasa Sect, and has apprentices in all three realms of the Ancient Realm of Learning.” The cat-eared boy’s voice suddenly reached Jiang Ke’er’s ears.
“They are infamous for often using dirty and despicable tricks in combat, so when fighting them, you must not only be careful of their frontal assaults, but also their unexpected dirty tricks.”
Jiang Ke’er could hear the cat-eared boy’s voice, but couldn’t see him opening his mouth.
Sound transmission into secrets?
“Please survive.”
The cat-eared boy didn’t continue to pester Jiang Ke’er, but instead took Chen Yi and retreated far away.
He admired Jiang Ke’er’s choice, but that was all he could do.
The Rakshasa Sect disciples who came out to meet the challenge all stopped in their tracks when they saw Jiang Ke’er, wondering if they had mistaken her for someone else.
They had already heard that someone was causing trouble.
But that demon who had defeated two sword halls and one sect in a single morning… that legendary fierce, arrogant demon newcomer, was actually a beautiful young girl?!
Although she looked young, the charm in her eyebrows was already hard to resist, and her straight, slender calves already possessed the grace of a beauty.
It was even harder to imagine what kind of menace she would become when she grew up… Perhaps a frown or a smile could cause the world to fight among themselves!
Although her clothes were a little damaged, the hints of white exposed by the damage were even more alluring… Who could resist this?!
Even the most beautiful woman in the immortal world would be no more than this.
Can’t… can’t bring myself to do it.
“Everyone, don’t be bewitched by this demon!” A righteous voice came from the main hall.
“She is from the demon race, and such beauty will surely become a disaster if she grows up. She must be killed to prevent future trouble!”
Then the voice continued, “If I don’t go to hell, who will? Such a difficult task, why don’t you let me handle it!”
A chorus of boos immediately arose around them.
As fellow male disciples of the Rakshasa Sword Sect, how could they not know what the owner of this voice was thinking… Wasn’t he just trying to enjoy the pleasure of close contact with a beautiful girl, and perhaps take advantage if possible.
Even if he couldn’t take advantage, personally killing a beautiful girl would bring a perverted thrill! He would have an extraordinary experience when he was intimate with Miss You in the future!
As soon as the words fell, the owner of the figure appeared in front of Jiang Ke’er.
He bowed to Jiang Ke’er with a strange smile: “My name is Wang Yuan, Miss Ke’er, for this sword art sparring, we’ll stop when touched.”
Jiang Ke’er responded with a calm smile: “Please enlighten me.”
She would try her best to stop when touched, but she knew the other party definitely wouldn’t.
Wang Yuan stomped heavily on the ground, lunged forward, holding a sword in one hand, while gently pressing his other hand on the Qiankun bag at his waist.
Jiang Ke’er had long noticed his abnormality and secretly converted her spiritual power into gale force.
Sure enough, when Wang Yuan approached within a step of Jiang Ke’er, the mouth of his Qiankun bag opened wide, and several bright sword lights shot out from it, heading straight for Jiang Ke’er’s chest!
At the same time, Wang Yuan twisted his heel, threw the sword in his hand, and retreated explosively—on the surface, he wanted to get close and engage in close combat with Jiang Ke’er, but in reality, he was a sword manipulator, and was more skilled at flying swords than direct confrontation!
He also knew that the disadvantage of flying swords was their speed and force, making them extremely difficult to be effective when the opponent was prepared… So he simply abandoned the long-range advantage of flying swords, only seeking a sudden, instant kill!
At this distance, even if the opponent could react, they would hardly escape the fate of being pierced like a porcupine!
Although it was a sneak attack, a bit shameful… but it was also a proper sword art duel, wasn’t it? He also used a sword for his sneak attack!
However, Jiang Ke’er didn’t run, she just drew her blunt sword, which was covered in cracks, and swung it forward.
A wall of wind firmly blocked all the flying swords in mid-air.
Immediately after, Jiang Ke’er moved with the wind, flashing through the gaps between the flying swords, activating her dynamic vision, and used a forward slash to catch up to Wang Yuan.
Wang Yuan saw that his controlled flying swords wouldn’t be able to return for a while, so he gritted his teeth and slapped his Qiankun bag again.
Immediately, the five flying swords in the distance fell to the ground, and five brand new flying swords flew out from his Qiankun bag! They assailed Jiang Ke’er head-on!
But it was still a step too slow.
Jiang Ke’er’s hand rose and her sword danced.
Amidst the howling wind, Wang Yuan lost his footing and was blown into the sky along with the five flying swords.
In the chaotic whirlwind, he could no longer control his five flying swords, and was stirred by the gale along with them.
A short while later, Wang Yuan fell to the ground, with his own five used swords stuck in his body… Jiang Ke’er didn’t need to do anything, he had already died under his own out-of-control chaotic swords.
Jiang Ke’er respectfully bowed to Wang Yuan’s corpse: “Thank you, Senior Brother, for your guidance. I have greatly benefited.”
Facing different people and encountering different fighting styles, Jiang Ke’er was indeed greatly enlightened.
She sincerely respected and thanked these opponents who sacrificed their lives to provide experience.
There are no fixed sword styles, as Senior Yuchi Benzhin said, a sword is just a weapon for killing, there is no need to give it textbook-like meaning. What kind of sword technique it becomes depends on whose hands it is in.
Wang Yuan allowed her to understand the way of treachery, so she sincerely thanked Wang Yuan.
“But I’m sorry, I accidentally killed you.”
Jiang Ke’er shook her head regretfully; she truly didn’t intend to kill anyone.
Unless absolutely necessary, like when the opponent used dirty tricks to take her life and she was forced to retaliate with full force… in other situations, she tried her best to avoid killing.
The people of Feiyan Sword Sect had good judgment; out of ten battles, only eight died.
She came to seek the Dao.
If the opponent sincerely sparred and learned from each other to improve, she would treat them with sincerity.
If the opponent resorted to unscrupulous means to kill her, she would kill in return.
Killing, she was already very skilled at it now.
Jiang Ke’er looked up at the Rakshasa Sword Sect disciples and spoke softly: “Who else?”
“No more. The one you just killed was a direct disciple of the Sword Arts lineage. He couldn’t defeat you, and neither can the others in Rakshasa Sword Sect,” the cat-eared boy said.
“I advise you to run before the Rakshasa Sword Sect completely loses face, uh… it seems it’s too late.”
“You won’t be leaving here today.” A group of Rakshasa Sect disciples surrounded Jiang Ke’er.
The clang of weapons being drawn from their sheaths was incessant.
Jiang Ke’er sighed helplessly, “I came here to seek the Dao. Didn’t everyone say that Myriad Blades State is the most enlightened holy land for sword cultivators, where sword cultivators from different sects can freely spar, learn from each other, and improve themselves? I openly challenged Senior Brother Wang Yuan to a spar and defeated him fair and square. What is the meaning of this, everyone?”
An old voice from the crowd said, “You treacherously ambushed and killed a direct disciple of my Rakshasa Sword Sect’s Sword Arts lineage. Your methods are despicable. If we let you leave today, what face will my Rakshasa Sword Sect have to stand in Myriad Blades State?”
Me, ambush?
Fine.
The one who spoke was the Rakshasa Sword Sect’s initial cultivation realm steward.
He looked at Jiang Ke’er: “Disciples of the Rakshasa Sword Sect, attack! This demon was unjust first; there’s no shame in attacking together.”
“Sigh…”
Jiang Ke’er grew increasingly sad, but she still bowed to the opponent with her sword.
“I’ve learned. Thank you for your guidance.”
She took a deep breath, crouched down, and held her breath.
The power of the fierce wind rolled and leaped within her body like boiling water.
Gripping her battered blunt sword, a hurricane began to swirl around her.
Everyone swarmed forward.
“What do we do, what do we do?” Chen Yi frantically clutched the cat-eared boy’s sleeve.
“These people are truly shameless! They ambushed, but then they cry ‘thief’! Bah, they disgrace the human race!”
“This has nothing to do with race. Even if it were a human standing there now, they would do the same thing. Humans need face, trees need bark; the Rakshasa Sword Sect has always acted this way,” the cat-eared boy said, his gaze never leaving the crystal in his hand.
“At a time like this, you’re still playing with your crystal?” Chen Yi snapped, then tried to snatch the crystal from the cat-eared boy’s hand.
“Don’t move,” the cat-eared boy quickly dodged, continuing to tap on the crystal, finally pressing the send button, and then exhaled in relief.
At the same time, all the cultivators in Myriad Blades State who were focused on their message crystals simultaneously saw two new message notifications pop up at the top of their crystals.
Breaking News One: Rakshasa Sword Sect’s direct disciple Wang Yuan defeated and killed. Demon race sword student Jiang Ke’er achieves thirteen consecutive victories, directly crushing the second large sect.
Upon seeing the first message, many sword cultivators in Myriad Blades State couldn’t help but stamp their feet in frustration, a strong sense of humiliation welling up in their hearts.
What in the world is happening?
What exactly happened near the Rakshasa Sword Sect? Are they all throwing fights? Throwing fights with their lives?
Students queuing outside the gates of various sword sects, hoping to join, suddenly hesitated.
The way of the sword, that was indeed their dream… but, could it be that the way of the sword was just a flashy but practically useless school of thought?
It shouldn’t be.
Oh, no, the little demon who was challenging the dojos also used a sword, and she won.
This shows that it’s not the sword that’s weak, but the sects she defeated.
No, it seems they can’t blindly join a sword cultivation sect now.
They needed to observe carefully.
What if they had just joined a sect, only to be utterly humiliated by someone challenging their dojo?
They would never be able to hold their heads high again!
After reading the first message, the second message popped up immediately.
Breaking News Two: The Rakshasa Sword Sect, enraged and humiliated, has ganged up to kill Jiang Ke’er, attempting to cover up the truth.
What?!
The Rakshasa Sword Sect actually did something like this? And the crucial part is, it was exposed?!
This is too shameful, isn’t it?
Even among fellow humans, they couldn’t stand it, not for any other reason, but mainly because this kind of behavior… was simply too disgraceful!
If they couldn’t win, they’d gang up and silence the opponent, especially after being defeated in their strongest area and the enemy’s weakest.
This is no longer a matter of character; what the Rakshasa Sword Sect did has simply shamed the entire Myriad Blades State!
Moreover, this will inevitably provoke the wrath of the demon race.
Although the demon race is weakened… if they are truly enraged, the consequences will be severe!
It’s over, this matter has escalated.
Although Jiang Ke’er is certainly doomed to die, this incident will not cause further major problems, which is a small silver lining… but this matter is already very serious! The Rakshasa Sword Sect’s actions have shamed their entire race, even causing their Dao hearts to be damaged by shame!
Whether to join Myriad Blades State and become a sword cultivator, they should seriously consider it.
Jiang Ke’er narrowed her eyes, activating dynamic vision.
She could see roaring magic swords flying towards her, densely piercing down from the sky, and behind the flying swords, there was also a group of close-combat cultivators ready to follow up with finishing blows.
The power of the fierce wind infused into the sword.
Estimating when the cultivators would enter range, Jiang Ke’er gritted her teeth.
Although she wasn’t entirely confident in this move—it was a sudden flash of inspiration, a variant usage she had blindly fumbled her way into—in this situation, she could only try it—
Gale Slash: Soaring Abyss Style!
Her spiritual energy was instantly drained.
Jiang Ke’er spun in place, the sword light circling around her before returning to its sheath.
A fierce wind rose from the ground, forming a towering, massive tornado around Jiang Ke’er!
“I’ll repeat again, I came here to learn sword, not to kill.”
“But thank you for teaching me how to kill.”
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