novelapdf Chapter 191 focuses on cultivating the White Tiger Path.
Chapter 191 focuses on cultivating the White Tiger Path.
Jiang Mu had just arrived at the gate of her own courtyard when she heard a series of hurried footsteps coming from behind her.
"Master!"
But then Zhang Dachi came running up, panting, holding two letters in his hand. "I almost forgot, there's a letter for you at the government office." A letter?
Jiang Mu asked, somewhat puzzled, "Where did you come from?"
Zhang Datang shook his head:
"I don't know the exact origin of the letter. It was delivered directly to the government office by our Demon Slayer Division's special eagles that deliver urgent letters. The first letter arrived two days ago, and the second one was yesterday morning."
Jiang Mu reached out and took the letter.
The envelope was unsigned, only bearing the words "To be opened by Jiang Mu".
The font is elegant and graceful.
It was clearly made by a woman.
Upon seeing the familiar handwriting, Jiang Mu immediately realized what it meant.
It turns out to be Shui Miaozheng.
It seems that Aunt Shui hasn't returned to Fazhou City yet, as she sent two letters on the way, which shows how much she misses her.
"Alright, I understand. Go back to the office and keep an eye on things. If there are any more letters like this in the future, just send them to my home."
Jiang Mu waved his hand and gave the order.
He knew in his heart that the reason Shui Miaozheng sent the letter to the government office instead of directly to the Jiang residence was probably to avoid suspicion.
After all, it would cause gossip if she, as the head of Yunzhou, frequently sent private letters to a minor hall master in Huzhou City.
If it were delivered to the department and intercepted or seen by Ran Qingshan, it would inevitably be met with a barrage of jealousy and resentment.
"Yes, I'll take my leave."
Zhang Dashao wiped his sweat, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and left.
After Zhang Dashao left, Jiang Mu walked into the courtyard while opening the letter.
The letter unfolds.
What greets you is a long string of caring words of concern and concern.
The words convey a deep sense of melancholy and concern from the elder who is also the "younger wife."
Inside the letter, Jiang Mu felt something soft and delicate.
I took it out and looked at it.
It was a strand of hair tied with a red string.
Of course, this hair is from the head.
Because Aunt Shui, like Sister Ling who loves watermelon, cultivates the White Tiger Path.
"Aunt Shui."
Jiang Mu felt a pang of shame.
Before leaving, I solemnly promised that I would write a letter to Aunt Shui every day.
As soon as I got back, I forgot about it.
After putting away the letter, Jiang Mu stepped into the inner courtyard.
In the open space, Yuan Aqing was doing her daily physical training under the scorching sun.
The girl wore a neat white dress, her petite body rising and falling with her breath. Although her movements were simple, they already subtly revealed a natural and unpretentious charm.
Jiang Mu paused and watched for a while, then nodded secretly.
This girl's progress is indeed rapid; her qi and blood have already reached the late stage of the second realm. I estimate that after another three to five days of consolidation, she will reach the Great Perfection and be able to break through to the third realm.
Jiang Mu had originally planned to give her a pseudo-star position seal to make do.
But now it's different.
He stole a legitimate Heavenly Star [Heavenly Lone Star].
In this way, we can completely free up the orthodox [Earthly Hidden Star] and give it to this little girl.
At that time, this girl will not only be able to soar to great heights, but also be able to devote herself wholeheartedly to practicing swordsmanship.
As long as her swordsmanship improves, Jiang Mu, as the owner of the "Forgetful River Sword," can simultaneously gain swordsmanship experience points while lying in a rocking chair.
Now that the piglets have been fattened up, it's time for them to give their owners some "soft rice" in return.
only………
There's a troublesome dead end here.
If Yuan Aqing wants to legally inherit this legitimate star position, she must either challenge Jiang Mu and defeat or kill him.
Alternatively, Jiang Mu could voluntarily remove the star position and release it back into the sea of stars.
Then let this little girl use her soul to snatch it back from the sea of stars.
However, once the orthodox star positions return to the star sea, they are like a piece of fat meat that has fallen into a pack of wolves.
There are countless cultivators stuck at the second or third realm of cultivation, and countless pairs of red-eyed eyes are watching them.
With Yuan Aqing's naive and immature mind, it's hard to say whether she can outmaneuver those people amidst a sea of enemies.
If someone else snatches it away, Jiang Mu will really be devastated.
"Forget it, there's always a way out. We can worry about it when she reaches the Great Perfection."
Jiang Mu temporarily put this problem out of her mind.
He turned his head and his gaze fell on Duanmu Li, who was not far away.
The girl was sitting there quietly.
With her hands supporting her cheeks, she stared intently at Yuan Aqing, who was practicing martial arts in the courtyard, seemingly lost in thought.
The massive, black-bladed sword, as wide as a tombstone, stood beside it.
It made the girl's body appear even smaller.
A warm breeze swept through the courtyard, brushing against the girl's smooth forehead and lifting a few strands of fine, dark hair.
Strands of hair danced lightly in the air.
His gaze would occasionally sweep across those eyes, as cold and clear as a pair of stars.
Jiang Mu walked up to her and casually asked, "I have a very powerful sword technique here, would you like to learn it?"
Duanmu Li didn't even lift her eyelids.
His cold eyes remained fixed on Yuan Aqing, as if Jiang Mu standing beside him was just a wisp of transparent air.
Jiang Mu wasn't annoyed and continued promoting the product on her own.
"My sword technique is called 'Heaven-Shattering Slash,' and it's incredibly powerful. It's a perfect match for this tomb sword in your hand, which looks like a door panel. Once you learn it, cutting down opponents of higher levels will be as satisfying as slicing a watermelon."
Just when Jiang Mu thought this girl was going to resist to the end with silence again...
Duanmu Li suddenly lowered her hand that was supporting her cheek.
She reached into her pocket and pulled out a thick stack of papers, handing it directly to Jiang Mu without even glancing at it.
Jiang Mu was taken aback, and subconsciously took it.
These papers were covered with neat, childlike handwriting.
In some places, the ink even smudged slightly, indicating that it had just been written.
Next to the text, there were also carefully drawn illustrations.
When Jiang Mu's gaze fell on the four words at the very top of the first page, her pupils suddenly contracted.
[Blood Frenzy Blade Technique]!
Jiang Mu was startled and stared at the icy girl in front of him with a strange look.
He originally thought that with the destruction of the Heavenly Blade Sect and the serious injury and disappearance of Duanmu Hanshan, the peerless sword manual that matched the Blood Mad Blade in his hand had probably been lost long ago.
Unexpectedly, this girl had memorized the entire sword manual.
I even painstakingly wrote it down for him from memory.
"Are you sure you haven't misremembered or missed any crucial internal techniques or formulas for this swordsmanship?"
Jiang Mu shook the papers in her hand and cautiously probed.
After all, this is a martial art that can kill. If the flow of qi is even slightly off, going into qi deviation is the least of your worries.
Duanmu Li finally turned her head, giving him a disdainful look with her cool almond-shaped eyes.
Then, the girl grabbed the tomb knife, carrying the exaggeratedly heavy weapon in one hand, and ran to the other side of the courtyard, where she began practicing with the knife by herself, completely refusing to communicate with anyone by turning her back to them.
Jiang Mu looked at the girl's slender back and shook his head with a slight smile.
"This girl... although she has a bad temper, she is a kind person who knows how to repay kindness."
Jiang Mu walked to a bamboo chair under the eaves, lay down comfortably, and began to study the sword technique.
After reading the whole thing, the content wasn't particularly complicated or profound.
Especially when paired with the slightly silly yet insightful stick figure illustrations by Duanmu Li, the understanding becomes even more effortless.
The core principles of his swordsmanship are similar to the "Eight Styles of Breaking the Sky" that Jiang Mu created earlier.
They all emphasize boldness and unwavering determination.
Abandon tedious defense and suppress the enemy with extreme attacks.
However, the most distinctive feature of the Blood Frenzy Blade Technique, which is why it became the supreme martial art of the Heavenly Blade Sect, lies in the word "blood drinking".
The sword manual records:
Once activated, this sword technique, if used in combat to injure an enemy and stain the blade with their blood,
The murderous aura contained within its blade will then be activated.
The more blood one drinks, the more ferocious the blade becomes, and its power multiplies exponentially.
It can be described as a demonic blade that grows stronger with each battle, born for slaughter.
The skill levels of swordsmanship are similar to those of other martial arts, divided into four stages: initial understanding, minor mastery, major mastery, and perfection.
Jiang Mu was engrossed in watching, constantly deducing the possibility of the Blood Frenzy Blade and the Heaven-Shattering Slash fusing together in his mind.
A faint sound of footsteps came from beside me.
Immediately afterwards, a delicate fragrance, like a rare orchid in a secluded valley, lingered around my nose.
Bai Xiang came over carrying a porcelain basin.
The basin is filled with washed purple grapes.
She gently placed the porcelain basin on the tea table beside Jiang Mu, then smoothed her skirt and gracefully sat down on another bamboo chair, picking up an ancient book to read.
Her posture was gentle and graceful, as serene as water.
Jiang Mu caught a glimpse of the plate of grapes out of the corner of her eye and leaned back lazily in her chair.
Too lazy to even raise his hands, he simply opened his mouth:
"ah"
The meaning couldn't be clearer: Master, my hands are busy, butler, hurry up and feed me.
Bai Xiang paused slightly as she turned the pages of the book.
She turned her face away, staring at the pages of the book, pretending to be deaf and blind, and that she hadn't seen anything at all.
This guy is really going too far.
Do you really think you're some kind of pampered lord who can be waited on hand and foot? Why should I, your empress, serve you food?
However, time passed second by second.
Jiang Mu's "ah ah" sounds, which she made with her mouth open, did not stop. Instead, they were drawn out, like a rogue being unreasonable. She even deliberately kicked Bai Xiang's skirt with her toes.
Bai Xiang gritted her teeth, her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she found it amusing.
She sighed helplessly.
Oh well, let's just consider it... spoiling this annoying repair dog.
The woman eventually gave in.
She stretched out her slender, pale fingers, picked up a grape, leaned forward slightly, and brought it to Jiang Mu's lips.
Jiang Mu's eyes remained fixed on the sword manual in her hand, and she immediately opened her mouth and bit down.
With that bite, he not only took the grape into his mouth, but also his warm, cypress-scented fingertips.
He even slurped it a little.
Bai Xiang was so frightened that she pulled her hand back.
She glared with her bright phoenix eyes, her expression a mixture of shame and anger, her fists clenched tightly, her chest heaving.
Jiang Mu opened her mouth again.
Bai Xiang took out a silk handkerchief to wipe her fingertips, then turned her head away, leaving Jiang Mu with a murderous back view, completely ignoring this bastard. However, the next moment...
A peeled grape suddenly appeared on her lips.
Bai Xiang was taken aback.
Turning around, I saw that Jiang Mu had already put down the sword manual.
He leaned over the table, a grape between his fingers, a doting smile on his lips, and stared intently at her.
Bai Xiang kept her mouth tightly shut, ignoring him.
But Jiang Mu stretched out his arm.
The grape was pressed directly against the woman's soft lips.
Cool juice overflowed between their lips.
Bai Xiang was at a loss for what to do with his shameless behavior. Afraid of getting her clothes dirty, she had no choice but to open her mouth.
But just as she bit into the grape,
Jiang Mu's fingertips, however, followed the grapes as they slid down, naturally brushing against her clove-like tongue.
Bai Xiang froze, turned her head and glared at Jiang Mu.
Despite the woman's murderous gaze, Jiang Mu remained completely calm.
Instead, in front of Bai Xiang, he picked up a grape and put it in his mouth, even licking his fingertips lightly.
At that moment, Bai Xiang felt a surge of heat rush to the top of her head.
I almost slapped him away.
The woman cursed inwardly, but because she was mute, she couldn't utter a sound.
They could only unleash their most intense, merciless torment through their eyes.
Seeing her charmingly embarrassed yet helpless expression, Jiang Mu was in a great mood and couldn't help but burst into laughter.
He pondered this to himself.
Although the courtyard is quiet and peaceful, it always feels like something is missing.
Or, how about we build a grape trellis in the corner of the yard and tie a sturdy swing underneath?
Hmm, that's a good idea.
On a dark and windy night, under the grape trellis, the swing will sway gently...
Tsk tsk, something to think about.
After teasing Bai Xiang, before the woman could throw a tantrum and overturn the table, Jiang Mu wisely stopped and strolled back to his study.
He wrote two replies to Shui Miaozheng.
The letter, of course, showcased his talent for cheesy pick-up lines, going for the most cheesy and saccharine stuff possible.
They piled up all sorts of vocabulary as if it were free.
As he finished writing, he noticed the strand of hair tucked into Shui Miaozheng's letter, so he plucked a hair from his own head and put it in the envelope.
Of course, he would never let his hair down.
There's absolutely no creativity.
After sealing the letter, Jiang Mu took out the case file that Wang Ershang had previously compiled and began to look through it.
The booklet records fifteen serial murders, with victims including both men and women of various backgrounds.
The ways they died were also quite different.
Besides those who self-destructed or burned to death, there was another victim who even pulled out his own tongue by the root, then bled to death in convulsions. Two of the surrounding people fainted on the spot in shock.
Jiang Mu flipped through the files page by page, her brows furrowing deeper and deeper.
What kind of demon is it?
He closed the booklet and pondered silently, but after thinking for a long time, he still couldn't come up with a definite guess.
However, he had a strong premonition in his heart.
The mastermind behind this series of murders will inevitably come into contact with him sooner or later.
The next morning.
Jiang Mu went to the government office early in the morning and handed the letter containing the "special gift" to Zhang Dachi, instructing him to send it to Fazhou City by the fastest flying eagle. After taking care of his personal matters, he invited Yuan Aqing and Duanmu Li to go shopping.
Since Duanmu Li was new to the area, she needed to buy herself some clothes to change into and some household items for her daughter.
Jiang Mu originally planned to invite Bai Xiang along as well.
But this woman has always preferred quiet and doesn't like going to crowded and noisy places.
Jiang Mu didn't press the matter.
"Ah Qing, just tell me what you want to eat or do."
Jiang Mu, holding Yuan Aqing's small hand, said with a smile,
"Buy whatever you like. Don't try to save money for your master. I'm so poor right now that all I have left is money."
Yuan Aqing wore a light white ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) today and styled her hair in two cute double buns.
As Jiang Mu led her along the street, her little face was flushed.
However, her eyes sparkled with excitement and joy at going shopping with her master. But when she heard that she would have to spend money, she shook her head repeatedly and said in a soft voice, "Master, Ah Qing is not hungry and does not want to buy anything."
The girl thought to herself:
"Ah Qing is already very happy to be able to come out for a walk with the master."
"That won't do. If a girl goes shopping without spending money, can it even be called shopping? Staying cooped up at home practicing martial arts all day is going to drive you crazy." Jiang Mu pinched her cheek, then turned to look at Duanmu Li, who was walking beside her with an eye-catching broadsword on her back.
"Ah Li, you too. Treat this place like your own home, don't treat me like an outsider. In my heart, you're like my daughter..." As soon as he finished speaking, Duanmu Li's clear and cold eyes suddenly rose up and stared straight at him.
Jiang Mu coughed lightly and changed his words:
"Ahem... It's my younger sister, just like a younger sister."
Duanmu Li then withdrew her gaze.
The three of them were walking down the street.
Duanmu Li, carrying a large sword, attracted frequent glances from passersby.
However, in this world where demons and monsters roam, it is common for martial arts practitioners to wander around the city with strange weapons. Although the people are curious, they are not too surprised and quietly give way.
Before long, the three arrived at a clothing store.
After all, it's a girl choosing clothes.
In addition to outerwear, you should also choose some personal items such as tube tops and bellybands.
Jiang Mu, being a grown man, naturally couldn't go into the inner hall to help with the advice, so he simply let the shop's female staff accompany the two young girls to choose and try things on by themselves. He, on the other hand, sat in the outer hall, leisurely sipping his tea.
A moment later, a commotion suddenly came from outside, accompanied by screams.
Jiang Mu frowned and darted out of the shop like a cheetah.
Rushing into the street, I saw that the once bustling crowd had scattered in all directions, creating a circular vacuum zone, dozens of meters ahead.
People were pale and terrified.
Jiang Mu pushed aside the crowd blocking her way and rushed to the innermost circle.
When he saw the scene before him, even he, who was used to seeing death, couldn't help but gasp.
On the road, a woman was seen holding a sharp silver hairpin and frantically stabbing herself in the abdomen.
And her eyes... were also gouged out with two bloody holes.
Its appearance was extremely horrifying.
Before Jiang Mu could stop her, the woman collapsed to the ground, her head lolling to the side, and she was lifeless.
Looking at the corpse on the ground, Jiang Mu felt a chill run down her spine.
Clearly, this, like the previous fifteen cases, was the work of the same perpetrator.
Jiang Mu's eyes darted around quickly.
They saw no one suspicious, nor did they detect the slightest fluctuation of demonic or evil energy.
He immediately pointed to his brow.
[Spiritual Divination]!
In an instant, all color vanished from the world before Jiang Mu's eyes.
The bustling streets, the terrified crowds, and the flowing blood were all transformed into black and white lines and dots of light.
However, to Jiang Mu's surprise...
Under the scan of the supernatural power, the surrounding black and white world was spotless, without any red "凶" (ominous) characters representing danger or evil. "How is this possible?"
Jiang Mu's face darkened.
Just then, he suddenly noticed that the blood oozing from the woman's corpse on the ground was winding and twisting into words.
Only one sentence
Those who succumb to lust deserve to die!
Jiang Mu was speechless.
Does liking Jiojio and Yukiko have to be cursed like this?