Do I, Jiang, Look Like a Temple Idol to You?

"Miss, I'm not here to kill you," Jiang Chuan hurriedly explained.

"You think I'd believe that?"

Que Jinling raised an eyebrow, crimson flames blazing fiercely along her sword.

"If I wanted to kill you, it would take no more than a thought. There'd be no need to go to such lengths." Jiang Chuan stood with his hands behind his back and looked at Que Jinling.

"Arrogant! Do you think you're a pure-blooded divine beast, or the reincarnation of an immortal Buddha, able to suppress someone of the same realm with a single thought?"

As Que Jinling spoke, she slashed out with her sword.

Crimson flames surged toward Jiang Chuan like rolling tidal waves.

Darkness Space!

Jiang Chuan curled his five fingers, and five jet-black streaks of light shot forth. Tangling and weaving together, they resembled a moon-devouring heavenly hound, opening its bloody maw and swallowing the crimson flames whole.

At the same time, Jiang Chuan pointed a finger.

Star Spirit Myriad Transformations Light!

Dozens of deep-blue rays rose into the sky like flood dragons released from a sluice gate, transforming into profound and dazzling formation patterns that branded themselves upon the void.

In an instant, three great formations emanating sharp, intimidating auras enveloped Que Jinling.

Before Que Jinling could escape, Jiang Chuan had trapped her within the formations.

"Heaven Punishing Evil Formation, Golden Blade Spring Rain Formation, Mysterious Nether Silver Wind Formation."

Que Jinling's heart shook, her voice filled with astonishment.

"Three great formations manifested with a single thought—such methods, such strength... You cannot possibly be an unknown nobody in the Qingyuan Realm. Just who are you?!"

Jiang Chuan asked in return, "Do you believe now that I'm not here to kill you?"

"With strength like yours, killing me truly would be a matter of a single thought. There's no need for you to deceive me."

Que Jinling sheathed her sword, a trace of curiosity appearing in her eyes.

"Since you did not come to kill me, then what has brought you to seek me out, Fellow Daoist?"

"I asked a senior named Divine Calculator to divine my future Dao companion. That senior said my future Dao companion would be you, Miss." Jiang Chuan began spinning nonsense again.

"Dao companion? Jinling is devoted wholly to the Dao and has no thoughts whatsoever about matters between men and women."

Hesitation appeared on Que Jinling's face. Clenching her teeth, she said, "If Fellow Daoist truly wishes to marry Jinling, that is possible. But you must help Jinling accomplish one thing."

"What is it?" Jiang Chuan asked.

"Join Bamboo Immortal Island."

Jiang Chuan looked curious. "Fellow Daoist Que was born into a royal clan. By all rights, you should not lack inheritances. Why do you wish to join Bamboo Immortal Island?"

"You know only one side of the matter, not the other."

Que Jinling explained, "The inheritances of our Demon Race are all contained within our bloodlines. Though the Fire Sparrow Clan are descendants of the Vermilion Bird, we are not pure-blooded, and our bloodline inheritance is incomplete. It is far inferior to the inheritances left behind by the two True Immortals of Bamboo Immortal Island."

Among the top powers of the Qingyuan Realm, Bamboo Immortal Island was the most unique.

Because one of Bamboo Immortal Island's patriarchs was a demon immortal who had attained the Dao as a stalk of spirit bamboo!

Bamboo Immortal Island had originally been the residence of a Sword Immortal.

Every day, that Sword Immortal practiced his swordsmanship in the central gorge of Bamboo Immortal Island. Over the long years, the gorge became covered in sword marks, while the terrifying sword intent left not a single blade of grass growing around it.

Later, the Sword Immortal vanished without a trace. A stalk of spirit bamboo absorbed the Sword Immortal's sword intent and was nurtured into being within the gorge.

After the spirit bamboo gained intelligence, it remained on the island, comprehending the Sword Immortal's sword intent and cultivating in seclusion.

Until the spirit bamboo was on the verge of breaking through into the Eleventh Realm and facing its immortal ascension tribulation.

To avoid destroying Bamboo Immortal Island, it prepared to enter the starry sky to undergo the tribulation.

Before departing, it feared that it might die beneath the tribulation, causing the cultivation methods and divine abilities it had created through ten thousand years of bitter cultivation to be lost forever.

Thus, it left behind its scriptures and divine abilities on Bamboo Immortal Island, along with a sword scripture it had comprehended from the Sword Immortal's sword intent and sword marks.

Thereafter, the Bamboo Immortal Island Patriarch obtained the inheritances of two True Immortals, founded the Bamboo Immortal Island lineage, and became one of the Nine Outer Sects.

"Since the Middle Ancient Era, the human and demon races have been mortal enemies."

Jiang Chuan frowned tightly. "Though the two races are not currently at war, Bamboo Immortal Island is a human Dao lineage. They would absolutely never accept a demon cultivator."

"All I need is a Bone Remolding Pill to help me reshape my body. Then I can join Bamboo Immortal Island." Que Jinling's eyes were full of longing.

"A Bone Remolding Pill?"

The corner of Jiang Chuan's eye twitched slightly. "Fellow Daoist Que, do you think you're worth a top-grade Heaven-tier Bone Remolding Pill?"

Que Jinling: "."

How could this man talk like that?

This young lady was naturally beautiful, capable of toppling kingdoms and cities. How was she not worth a single pill?

Even if she was not worth one whole pill, she ought to be worth half of one, right?

"I'm not asking you to find a Bone Remolding Pill for me. I already know where one is. You only need to help me retrieve it."

Hearing Que Jinling's words, Jiang Chuan's eyes immediately lit up. "Where?"

The Bone Remolding Pill had another name in the Qingyuan Realm: the Genius Hero Pill.

As its name suggested, a single Bone Remolding Pill could reshape one's body and elevate one's aptitude to that of a genius hero.

Such heaven-defying effects also made Bone Remolding Pills extraordinarily difficult to refine.

Jiang Chuan's talent could at most be considered above average.

If he could obtain a Bone Remolding Pill, he could enter the ranks of genius heroes.

"In the Sunfall Sea."

"I take back what I said. I can't help you with this."

Que Jinling: "."

Wasn't his change of face a little too fast?

Under Que Jinling's gaze, Jiang Chuan's expression did not change.

What a joke!

Even Eighth Realm experts would die violent deaths if they ventured deep into the Sunfall Sea.

With his meager strength, wouldn't entering it be nothing but courting death?

"The Bone Remolding Pill is not in the core region of the Sunfall Sea, but in its outskirts. With Fellow Daoist's strength, it should be manageable."

"Fellow Daoist Que should make another request."

Jiang Chuan was somewhat tempted, but for the sake of the simulation reward, he still refused.

Que Jinling bit her lower lip with pearly teeth. After hesitating for a moment, she spoke again.

"Then please, Fellow Daoist, find me a Bamboo Immortal Token."

"Fellow Daoist Que."

"Yes."

"Do I, Jiang, look like a temple idol to you?"

"No."

"Then why are you making wishes?"

"."

You felt that Que Jinling's demands were becoming more outrageous by the moment.

The Bamboo Immortal Token was a token Bamboo Immortal Island gave to cultivators who had rendered it great service. Holders of a Bamboo Immortal Token could enter the place where the Sword Immortal had once practiced his swordsmanship and comprehend the Sword Immortal's sword Dao and sword intent.

As one of the Qingyuan Realm's top powers, what kind of cultivator could render Bamboo Immortal Island such a great service? At any rate, you felt that you could not do it.

Thus, after weighing the matter again and again, you and Que Jinling headed for the Sunfall Sea.

The Sunfall Sea lay north of the East Sea. During the great war between the human and demon races in the Middle Ancient Era, the great sun in the heavens was destroyed and fell to the earth. The land sank and became a vast ocean, burying countless experts of both races within it.

Over the long passage of time, all manner of strange changes occurred, giving birth to many sinister and bizarre things.

Even Eighth Realm and Ninth Realm experts would perish if they ventured deep inside.

Although Que Jinling repeatedly assured you that she had found a safe route, you remained deeply worried.

The facts proved that your worries were right.

Not long after crossing the East Sea and entering the Sunfall Sea, you discovered that Que Jinling's so-called safe route was not safe at all.