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"Fairy."
He heard himself shout, with a trembling voice for some reason.
Only then did the woman come back to her senses. Her eyes moved from the sky to him, and she smiled meaningfully.
"Are you ready to go out?"
Her eyes seemed to be filled with water, and they were sparkling under the moonlight.
Jiang Mi's heart skipped a few beats. He didn't understand what she meant. He thought he was taking too long to get dressed just now, which made her angry. He was about to apologize…
"Go and get ready. Put on the clothes I bought.”
Maybe it was because she bought them in Wuguang City. The shape of the clothes she gave him was very similar to the disciple uniforms of the Wanjian Mountain, which were short robes with coiled collars and narrow sleeves. It’s just that the one she gave was white, while Wanjian Mountain’s was black.
After he changed and came out again, the girl had already summoned the sword, which was like a pool of autumn water with dazzling blue light. The hilt of the sword is inlaid with a huge blood-red bead, with a green dragon coiled around it.
"Come up," she said, hooking her fingers at him.
"We're flying a little farther this time. If you're afraid, just hold on to my shoulders."
Jiang Mi walked up obediently, his Adam's apple rolled, and he gently put his hands on her shoulders.
The two of them rode the sword, soaring upward like a light cloud. The warmth from the girl's body through a layer of gauze flowed into his heart from his fingertips, and he felt an unreasonable sense of stability.
The flying sword looked like a silver rainbow from a distance, breaking through the clouds in the sky. After a while, it climbed over Wanjian Mountain and arrived above the Demon Realm.
The Demon Realm is full of ghostly energy. Inhaling a small amount will damage your cultivation, while inhaling a large amount will cause you to become a demon. However, it is not only harmless to the person who becomes a demon, but it can also enhance your skills.
"I'm going to put on a spiritual shield now. You should stay close to me and don't move out of the shield. I'll make sure you're fine."
Jiang Mi saw the black air below with fear, but when he heard what she said, he suddenly felt relieved.
If the fairy says it's okay, it must be okay.
Yao Yue felt him pressing against her back, and without hesitation, the golden light flew into the black mist. No matter how surging the black wind whirlpool was and how the wind was rising, the two people in the spirit shield were not affected at all, and they flew extremely fast. In just a moment, they reached deep into the hinterland of the Demon Realm and reached the sky above the Soul-Eating Tower.
The Demon of Six Desires has used the Soul-Eating Tower as a cave for many years. His Taoism is unfathomable. If she wants to enter the secret realm at the top of the tower to obtain the Heavenly Star Scripture, she must pass this level. As for the Qianyuan Continent, no one has obtained the Heavenly Star Sutra for thousands of years.
Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. She feels that since she is a star immortal and came to this world, she can do things that adults cannot. Moreover, in the five years since she came out of the mountain, nothing has gone wrong except for her Heavenly Sword. In the first year, there was a big fuss in the Hehuan Sect, killing dragons and forging swords. In the second year, they won the Sect competition in one fell swoop, rising and ranking among the top five in the Langya Immortal Ranking. In the third year, the Quanxing Sect was established. She drove away the Jingtao Sect in Yunmo and became the immortal official of Yunmo. After that, the Sect grew day by day. In just five years, she accomplished something that others could not achieve in their lifetimes. It is normal to be a little arrogant.
At that time, she did not expect that this experience would be so unforgettable.
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The Soul-Eating Tower is not that high. There are grave mounds on all sides. There are no demon cultivators, not even an ignorant demon. The weather was gloomy, and snowflakes as big as goose palms were flying down in pieces. In this moment of complete silence, it seemed that even the sound of snowflakes falling to the ground could be heard.
The tower door was unlocked, so she led Jiang Mi in and walked in slowly. Looking up, she saw a thick black mist that she could reach by hand but couldn't see the top. Immediately, there was a strange smell blowing in the wind, and a whistling breathing sound was heard next to her ears. Yao Yue looked stern and whispered to the man.
"Stand behind me."
Before Jiang Mi could nod, he saw a terrifying figure appear in front of the two of them. A skeleton covered with red and fine hair, five years in length. He was six feet tall, but his arms were longer than the monster's body. The hands are like a bird's claws—thin and long. Two balls of green fire lit up where the originally empty eyeballs were. As soon as the green fire flashed, it jumped up faster than an arrow, roared like a wolf, stretched out its two bird claws, raised it three to five feet high, and grabbed the two of them on their heads.
Yao Yue did not move, and her Fushui sword came out of its sheath with a choking sound, and a green light burst into the sun, directly taking the head of the skull monster. But the strange movement was so flexible that it grabbed the slightly convex rock on the wall and turned it around, disappearing into the black mist.
Jiang Mi had lived in the village for twenty years and had never seen such a horrific thing. Suddenly, he heard the breathing sound just now behind his head. He heard it getting closer and closer. He turned around sharply and was so frightened that the monster was standing behind him. The skeleton, with its rugged white bones, stretched out it’s two long hands like bird claws in a posture of wanting to pounce!
Soon enough, someone pushed him back, and with a force of magic on his fingertips, he shook the monster away! It lost its balance and leaned back. The Fushui sword that had been waiting, chopped off its head without hesitation.
When Jiang Mi came back to his senses, he saw that he was holding the fairy's arm tightly, and his whole body was almost pressed against her. His face turned red, and he quickly let go of his hand, but she held it back.
"Get closer. The things behind is much more powerful than this monster."
As soon as she finished speaking, someone burst out laughing in the black mist.
"Amitabha, I haven't seen a living person in this Soul-Eating Tower for a long time."
The black mist suddenly dispersed, and an old monk was seen, wearing a fiery cassock and wearing a pair of hemp shoes, standing a few meters away under the burning lamp next to the Buddha statue. He is six feet tall, has a cinnabar-like face, rabbit ears, and eagle cheeks. He holds a zen stick in his right hand and is constantly twisting a string of dark Buddhist beads in his left hand.
Yao Yue took a closer look and saw that this old man was surrounded by demonic energy.
The energy mixed together like a torrent, and it was as powerful as the Sword Master on Wanjian Mountain. She couldn't even tell what state this person was in, and she knew something was wrong.
This old monk may have reached immortality already.
Since ancient times, there have been countless cultivators who have been stuck in the Enlightenment stage. Outstanding cultivators can reach ascension, but those who successfully ascended to immortality can only be counted on one hand in a thousand years. They said it’s the land of gods, and that's not an exaggeration.
Her master is a Sword Master, and there is another one in front of her now.
"Six Desires Demon."
Yao Yue held her sword tightly in her hand and looked at him warily.
"The old monk's name is Ku Ming. The name given to me by the outside world is really unpleasant."
The old man laughed.
"Are you two here to find the Heavenly Star Scripture?"
"Yes.”
"To be honest, it was entrusted to me by the Immortal Lord to guard. If you want to enter the secret realm, you must first pass through me."
At this point, Yao Yue didn't bother to say more to him. She went for a kill like an arrow, leaving it’s string.
Seeing this, the old monk calmly shook his head.
"I haven't finished speaking yet. You are so impatient." After saying that, he picked up the zen stick and rolled it horizontally, sweeping her down with a strong wind attack.
Yao Yue jumped several feet high, and her sword flashed directly at his neck, but was blocked by the tin ring on the top of his zen stick!
Her Fushui sword has the ability to cut through gold and jade, and only the Emperor's Heavenly Sword can hold her down. This Six Desires Demon only used an ordinary iron zen stick, and the fact that he could catch her sword only meant that his power was far superior to hers.
Her jaw clenched in shock, and she knew that she wouldn't last longer. She immediately used her most powerful killing attack—the Sky Breaking Light.
This move was realized when she was slaying a dragon. It was as fast as lightning in the sky, with the power of thunder, and was unstoppable. The Fushui Sword belongs to water, and because it is made of a dragon that can move wind and rain, it is very suitable for this move. The sword in her hand was stretched diagonally, and it suddenly changed three times in a row, with dazzling electric light emitting from it. The tip of the sword turned into countless shadows, pointing at the man's heart like a broken bamboo, aiming to kill him.
At the critical moment, the string of Buddhist beads in the old monk's hand suddenly flew up and was put on her sword. The light of the sword was extinguished in an instant, and her hand holding the sword softened, as if her spiritual energy had been drained from her body. I can’t use any energy at all!
"Your sword is just like you. It is too murderous. Today I will teach you a lesson."
Her sword has always been known as the evil sword because the dragon is extremely resentful, and it only accepts willingly if it encounters murderous intent.
The old monk raised his finger, and the string of Buddhist beads scattered on her sword gathered around her neck and held her tightly!
The sword fell to the ground with a clang. Yao Yue hurriedly tried to break off the string of beads with her hands, but the beads became tighter and tighter. Her knees went weak, and she knelt on the ground, gasping for air.
"Fairy!"
Jiang Mi exclaimed and stepped forward to support her, helping her to break off the string of beads, but he couldn't take them off. For a moment, he was so anxious that he kneeled down in front of the old monk and kowtowed.
"Master, please forgive us! Please let the fairy go!"
Ku Ming looked at him for a moment, and his eyes brightened.
"When my life is about to end, I can still find a diamond in the rough, it is really fate."
If you want to master the Six Desires Heavenly Skill, you have to start from a low level and build a solid foundation so that you won't hurt yourself. The people who dare to come to the Soul-Eating Tower must at least be at the Enlightenment stage or above, not to mention that each of those people is confident in their own skills. There is absolutely no possibility of passing it on to them.
Ku Ming saw that Jiang Mi had extraordinary qualifications and completely ignored his own safety to plead for others. The more he looked at him, the more he liked him. He slowly helped him up from the ground.
"You have a kind heart and good qualifications. Why don't you follow me as your master and inherit my Six Desire Heavenly Skills?"
According to Buddhism, the heavens are distributed in the realm of desire, the form realm, and the formless realm. The desire realm is divided into six heavens, corresponding to the six desires of the seven emotions. The power comes from this.
While grabbing the Buddhist beads, Yao Yue shook her head at him as hard as she could.
"Don't listen to him... He is a demon cultivator..."
"A demon cultivator?" The old monk let out a strange laugh.
"This technique is about transforming demonic energy, not some kind of demonic cultivation. So what if it is a demonic cultivation? Even if the righteous cultivators reach the Immortal Ascension stage, how many of them can truly ascend?"
Those who ascend to the Immortal realm must survive thunderous tribulations and get recognition from heaven to successfully ascend. In the tens of thousands of years on the Qianyuan Continent, very few cultivators have ascended, and in the past thousand years, no one has successfully ascended. Ku Ming's life is about to end, and he knows that he cannot ascend. He just wants to prevent this mantle from being lost.
Seeing that Jiang Mi did not express his position, Ku Ming continued, "If you agree, I will let this little girl go now."
"I promise! I promise!" Jiang Mi didn't even hesitate at all, nodded repeatedly, and grabbed a corner of his cassock begging.
"Master, please spare the fairy!"
The old monk laughed loudly and immediately retracted the string of beads with the hook of his fingers.
"Okay, good disciple."
Yao Yue's whole body relaxed, but her muscles seemed to be tightened by a force. The powerful spiritual energy sealed him, and his limbs were so weak that he couldn't stand up at all. Fortunately, Jiang Mi came over to help her, and she stood unsteadily.
"Fairy, are you okay?"
The young man's brown eyes were full of worry, and even the hand holding her was shaking.
She shook her head, but before she could speak, the old monk spoke before her.
"She's fine, but I temporarily sealed her veins to prevent her from bullying you later. You brat, you wouldn't be so dead set on someone without even knowing their name, right?"
Jiang Mi turned pale and looked at her silently. His eyes were watery, but he had no intention to blame her at all.
She was actually concerned that he would be killed if he went out to spread the word, and the two of them would hardly cross paths afterwards, so there was no need to leave a name. She just saw him sweating profusely because of her, and now he is showing this expression again. Her heart suddenly trembled as if someone were holding it.
"My name is Baili Yao Yue. From now on, just call me Yao Yue."