Jiang Ke’er, in a pure white robe, with her soft white hair falling straight over her shoulders, gently rested her hand on the sword hilt.
This was the Sword Immortal appearance she had always dreamed of: clothes whiter than snow, a proud coldness, yet agile and ethereal when her sword light danced.
Today, she was the righteous Jiang Ke’er.
A righteous person should act like one.
Let all those hypocrites, who claimed to be righteous, feel ashamed in her radiant presence.
She stood at the entrance of Hundred Passes, hearing the surrounding cultivators constantly swallowing their saliva; though they tried hard to suppress their lecherous expressions, their unsightly behavior was still evident.
Jiang Ke’er smiled brightly, wasting no words.
Her opening remarks remained concise: “Demon clan, Jiang Ke’er, seeking defeat.”
“Please!”
The sword cultivator guarding the first pass was also dressed in white, perhaps believing that the righteous white could subdue demon-like beings such as Jiang Ke’er.
An outfit clash is undoubtedly a tragedy, but that’s when appearance and temperament are not far apart. If the difference is too great, only one will suffer the tragedy.
In comparison, whether in temperament or demeanor, this rather handsome human sword cultivator was utterly outclassed by Jiang Ke’er by hundreds of miles.
Even the inherent male attribute of “handsomeness” was left far behind…
The two stood together, wearing similar-colored clothes like a couple’s outfit, yet there was no sense of misunderstanding whatsoever.
Just one glance was enough to feel the heaven-and-earth difference in their aura… as if one was a true immortal, and the other a roadside beggar in rags.
In a trance, the people around even felt that… Jiang Ke’er, this demon, was the one truly worthy of the title “Sword Immortal.”
A Sword Immortal should look like this.
Others were not fit to wear white clothes, nor to wield a sword in front of her!
This was truly absurd.
She was clearly the demon!
In exasperation, the opposing sword cultivator drew his sword and attacked preemptively: “Remember, the one who kills you is named Qingsong!”
Qingsong unleashed his full power, and his aura increased dozens of times in an instant!
It turned out he had been hiding his strength all along, not going all out, specifically to deliver this sudden, fatal blow to Jiang Ke’er!
With his strength, he shouldn’t have been guarding the weakest first pass at all.
He would have been more than capable of guarding even past the 60th pass.
Yet, the higher-ups deliberately arranged for him to be the vanguard… because the sword cultivators of Myriad Blades State never intended for Jiang Ke’er to pass the first test!
That’s right, by slaying Jiang Ke’er on the spot at the first pass, this turmoil stirred up by her would immediately subside! The morale of the demon clan and their newly ignited confidence would be instantly crushed.
And the human race would successfully prove to the world that swordsmanship was a noble combat technique that only humans could master!
Jiang Ke’er’s reputation would also become utterly ruined.
After all, failing to even pass the first stage, yet causing such a worldwide uproar… this would completely disgrace the demon clan, making them even more unable to hold their heads high than before!
A cold gleam arrived in an instant.
Qingsong’s swordsmanship was known for its speed, relying on sheer speed to overwhelm.
As long as he was fast enough, the enemy would instantly die without even having time to resist.
He slashed his sword at Jiang Ke’er’s neck, grinning as he waited to see her head fly off.
Jiang Ke’er seemed to realize what was happening only at this moment; her body had barely begun to react.
Too late!
…
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Eh, no, where is she?
How did she suddenly vanish?
No, she was just too fast… How could she be so fast?!
What the hec—
A head flew into the air, and blood spurted like a fountain, gushing upwards.
Jiang Ke’er didn’t even turn her head, merely saying softly, “Thank you for the guidance, I concede. Farewell.”
Her steps didn’t falter in the slightest; she headed straight for the second pass!
The sword cultivator at the second pass didn’t even have time to react before Jiang Ke’er stabbed him through the chest with a single strike, then kicked him to the side of the road.
Because he hadn’t had time to show any killing intent towards Jiang Ke’er, she didn’t kill him either.
“Thank you… Farewell.”
Jiang Ke’er left the same words again, her steps still unceasing, rushing like a gust of wind towards the third pass.
The sword cultivator at the third pass did have time to react, countering with his sword and unleashing a killing blow… but he only ended up with his head flying into the air, unable to even slow Jiang Ke’er’s pace for half a second.
“Thank you… Farewell.”
Jiang Ke’er’s speed didn’t diminish; in fact, it only got faster!
All the sword cultivators present swore that they had never, in this life or the last, seen such a lightning-fast pass!
Winning battle after battle, none of the Hundred Pass guards in this sword discussion had been able to withstand even one of her moves!
They couldn’t even make her stop to unleash a second move!
Most people hadn’t even clearly understood the situation, only hearing a “Thank you for the guidance, I concede. Farewell,” and then, as soon as that sentence drifted away, another annoying “Thank you… Farewell.”
So arrogant, it’s too much!
Take her down! You’re the best sword cultivators in Myriad Blades State, what’s wrong today? Have you all been enchanted and lost your souls?
The surrounding sword cultivators were utterly frustrated, filled with indignation, wishing they could step up and challenge her.
But they knew their own limitations; going up would only result in their heads flying off…
What made them even more exasperated was that even at full sprint, they could barely keep up with Jiang Ke’er’s pace through the passes!
…This script isn’t right!!!
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