The transmission gates of the Ancient Scholarly Realm have always had random drop points, which meant she could finally temporarily get rid of Qiao Xiaoxian and enjoy a few days of peace!
“I might not be able to see you for a few days,” Qiao Xiaoxian said, a little disappointed. “Don’t just throw yourself at anyone.”
“Throw myself? I never throw myself away,” Jiang Ke’er said matter-of-factly.
After saying that, Jiang Ke’er rushed into the transmission gate in a hurry. Qiao Xiaoxian followed closely behind.
To prevent the situation of immediately triggering a flag, Jiang Ke’er cautiously looked around after landing.
Fortunately, she hadn’t crashed headfirst into two soft big balls, and the dramatic horror of Qiao Xiaoxian appearing by face recognition hadn’t happened to her…
At least the heavens had eyes this once!
‘Hopefully, I’ll have such normal luck when I reach the Return to Truth Realm.’
After confirming she was “safe,” Jiang Ke’er temporarily relaxed. According to Qiao Xiaoxian, because the drop points were random, ninety-nine percent of cultivators entering the Realm of No Regret would be teleported to dangerous wild forests or even the ocean.
So the first priority after entering the Realm of No Regret was to confirm the location of the town.
It was similar to the Realm of Novice Cultivator, only more dangerous, and the town only occupied one percent of the space—and that was just counting land area, not the ocean.
To help cultivators find the town as quickly as possible, directional markers pointing to the town were often set up in the forest.
Every ten meters in radius, there would be a marker, maybe paint on a rock, or a carving on a tree… This was a great feat built with the lives of predecessors.
“Roar—”
From deep within the forest came the low growls of beasts, one after another.
Clearly, this was not a good place. Fortunately, Jiang Ke’er quickly found a marker.
The fact that the marker was still visible meant this place was not too far from a cultivator settlement, at least not a forbidden area untouched by anyone.
The arrow pointed southeast, and next to it was a circle with the number 50 written inside.
The circle indicated that the direction pointed to a Demon Race settlement.
The 50 meant that the demon town was still 50 li away.
She had to hurry.
The night in the Realm of No Regret was as dangerous as in the Realm of Novice Cultivator, with a large number of Xubeasts coming across realms to feed.
She needed to reach the demon town before that.
Flying was a good way to avoid terrain obstacles.
If the airspace were dangerous, the marker would have noted it, but the previous marker did not indicate dangerous airspace, so she could fly. Leaping into the air, Jiang Ke’er began flying quickly southeast.
To be safe, she would stop occasionally to check markers and confirm she hadn’t gone off course.
Mm, correct.
But logically, she should have been able to see the town’s outline by now.
Yet why… In her view, the destination indicated by the arrow was still a vast expanse of forest, with no sign of a town.
‘Could it be that some illusion-type formation was used to conceal the town?’
Thinking of this possibility, Jiang Ke’er had no choice but to continue approaching the target location.
Still nothing.
She scanned the ground with her Divine Sense, thoughtful. With a puzzled expression, she descended and landed in the forest.
“Don’t move!”
The clang of swords being drawn was uniform.
Seeing the weapons so close, Jiang Ke’er showed a panicked expression.
No fewer than thirty Human Cultivators emerged from the forest, surrounding Jiang Ke’er.
“If you don’t want to die, obediently surrender.”
Jiang Ke’er gripped her sword hilt. “Surrender? You went to great lengths to set such a despicable trap. If I surrendered, I would definitely die.”
“Put down your weapon. We won’t kill you. We want to capture you alive,” a Human Cultivator said.
“Don’t think of escaping. Formations have been set up around here.”
He wasn’t lying.
Formations were indeed laid all around, though they had no killing power, they could effectively hinder her escape.
Thinking it over, Jiang Ke’er sighed and said, “Fine.”
It wasn’t that she was afraid of these Human Cultivators.
This was different from her entry into the Realm of Novice Cultivator.
Back then, she was only at the Yiyuan Realm and had just started her cultivation journey, so she needed to stay alive and not act recklessly.
But the cultivation restriction in the Realm of No Regret was from Four Symbols to Six Harmonies; only cultivators at realms 4, 5, and 6 were here.
And she had already reached the peak of the Five Elements Realm, and her actual reserves and cultivation strength even reached the level of dozens of Six Harmonies Realm peak cultivators…
There was nothing to be afraid of.
If she ignored the Super Ruins Beasts here, she could completely rampage among the cultivators, playing with instant kills, basically an invincible plot.
But she still chose to lie low for now, because she wanted to see what they were up to.
Maliciously setting false markers was a major crime; it would completely disrupt the order of the Realm of No Regret, harming both humans and demons, causing many unnecessary casualties.
Jiang Ke’er untied the rope from her waist and tossed her sword, scabbard and all, to the side. It was just an ordinary junk sword; she wouldn’t feel bad losing it.
She had already hidden away Peerless Beauty and Frost Shadow long ago.
“It’s actually a third-grade Power-Enhancing Artifact!”
Although in Jiang Ke’er’s eyes it was a junk sword, the Human Cultivators made a big fuss as if they had found a treasure.
They cheerfully put Jiang Ke’er’s sword into a large Qiankun Bag, then came forward and pulled out handcuffs.
“Behave! Don’t move!”
Jiang Ke’er obediently let herself be cuffed.
The reason she was so cooperative was that she was sure her Unlocking Technique could instantly open these simple handcuffs.
Seeing that Jiang Ke’er was very cooperative and restrained, losing the ability to resist, the lead Human Cultivator excitedly reached out to grab the Qiankun Bag at Jiang Ke’er’s waist.
“Hey, not many of the Demon Race use swords,” the Human Cultivator said with a self-righteous look.
“The Demon Race has only been flourishing in Sword Dao for a little over a year. Now, those who can afford to practice swords and directly use a third-grade artifact are all rich fools from the Demon Race. I bet there’s plenty of good stuff in your Qiankun Bag.”
“No, don’t take it! That’s all I have!” With the bag taken, Jiang Ke’er became extremely anxious, looking at him in terror.
“Give me back my bag!”
Seeing Jiang Ke’er’s expression, the cultivator became even more convinced that the bag was full of good things.
So he eagerly reached his hand into the bag—
“Ah!!!”
It was a scream that pierced the clouds.
When the cultivator pulled his hand out of the Qiankun Bag, three or four crabs were clamped onto his fingers and the back of his hand, and a centipede had deeply pierced its venomous stinger into his palm, while a thick centipede coiled around his wrist.
Since she had an Inventory, Jiang Ke’er naturally wouldn’t be stupid enough to put things into the Qiankun Bag.
The bag was just a decoy.
To prevent any blind thieves from targeting her, as a senior, Jiang Ke’er decided to teach them a lesson they would never forget, so she prepared this Qiankun Bag.
However, after being attacked, the surrounding cultivators were not discouraged at all! Such tight protection made them even more convinced that Jiang Ke’er’s bag must contain something good!
“Let me!”
So another person took the bag, reinforced his skin with Spiritual Power, used the invulnerable Vajra Claw Technique, and violently grabbed inside!
“Ugh…”
Jiang Ke’er quickly covered her nose.
Sorry, to make the lesson more memorable, she had specially gone to the Li Family’s backyard to shovel some “fragrant” sand… the kind with “treasure.”