Killing You Is for Your Own Good

Boom!

The longsword in Ji Xinyu's hand shot out like exploding thunder.

Fast!

Too fast!

So fast that Jiang Chuan had no time to react before Ji Xinyu's sword pierced straight through his heart.

"Even killing you is for your own good. I, Ji Xinyu, am one of the rising prodigies of the Nine Heavens Palace's younger generation! Becoming my disciple and Dao companion is something countless cultivators of the Qingyuan Realm dream of. I truly do not understand why you resisted."

There was confusion in Ji Xinyu's voice, along with expectation—and an unconcealable arrogance.

"For my own good? You are only doing this for yourself. Hypocrite!"

Jiang Chuan raised his monk's saber, glaring furiously at Ji Xinyu as he roared, "And another thing—this old man does not need you telling me what to do!"

"No one in this world can tell me what to do!!"

"Not even the heavens!!!"

As Jiang Chuan spoke, he swung his saber once more.

The Demon Slaying Saber, this Divine Ability, reached an unprecedented peak in Jiang Chuan's hands.

The blood-red saber light was like the light of death pouring from an infernal purgatory, radiating soul-chilling killing intent as it slashed toward Ji Xinyu.

Ji Xinyu once again met it with the Thunderclap Sword.

Boom!

The instant the thunderous crash rang out, a crisp voice appeared in Jiang Chuan's mind.

You died in your battle against Ji Xinyu after she pierced your heart.

This romance simulation has failed.

Everything before Jiang Chuan's eyes vanished.

The cramped little room, the wooden table lit by candlelight, and the Ruyi Heart Sutra on the table appeared before Jiang Chuan once again.

"I wonder whether that slash killed Ji Xinyu. The chances are probably slim. As one of the Nine Heavens Palace's younger-generation prodigies, Ji Xinyu most likely has other tricks up her sleeve."

Recalling his battle with Ji Xinyu, Jiang Chuan realized the gap between himself and the true geniuses of great sects.

"Ji Xinyu is strong, but I will become stronger—strong enough to kill you in the simulation!"

Jiang Chuan clenched his fists, his gaze resolute as he spoke each word with deliberate force.

At this moment, the longing and unwillingness in his heart surged higher than ever, like a prairie fire sweeping across the land!

Jiang Chuan then took stock of the gains from this simulation.

Although he had not received a simulation reward this time, he had obtained the Void Devouring Scripture and the Demon Slaying Saber, one of Bodhi Temple's Thirty-Six Divine Abilities.

Especially in his final battle against Ji Xinyu, he had successfully cultivated the Demon Slaying Saber to minor mastery.

Together with the whereabouts of Dragon Transformation Venerable's cave abode, as well as some collected information on the fairy maidens of the Qingyuan Realm,

Jiang Chuan felt that this simulation had still yielded a bountiful harvest.

Then a wave of drowsiness struck, and Jiang Chuan prepared to sleep.

Before putting out the light, Jiang Chuan looked at the night outside the window and vaguely felt as though he had forgotten something.

"Forget it, I will not think about it. Better rest early—there is work tomorrow."

Early the next morning, amid Jing Hui's furious roars, Jiang Chuan finally remembered exactly what he had forgotten.

"Jiang Chuan! You bastard! I chopped firewood all night!"

"Three thousand jin! Do you know how much three thousand jin of firewood is?!"

"Firewood piled as high as a small mountain, and you made me chop it all by myself!"

"Jiang Chuan! Where is your conscience?! Did you feed it to demons?!"

His monk's robes soaked through with sweat, Jing Hui kept roaring at the bleary-eyed Jiang Chuan.

"Senior Brother, calm down. I will definitely remember next time."

"You still want there to be a next time?"

Jing Hui's eyes widened like bronze bells. He seized Jiang Chuan by the shoulders, looking as though he wanted to swallow Jiang Chuan whole.

"There will be no next time. Absolutely no next time," Jiang Chuan hurriedly promised.

Jing Hui released Jiang Chuan and continued, "How are we settling this matter?"

"Senior Brother, how do you want to settle it?" Jiang Chuan tossed the question back to Jing Hui.

"There are still fifteen days until the Warrior Monk Institute assessment. The White Jade Rice for those fifteen days is yours."

"Three days."

"Three days?!"

Jing Hui's eyes went round again. "Jiang Chuan, how do you even have the nerve to say that? At least twelve days!"

Jiang Chuan said expressionlessly, "Four days."

"Jiang Chuan, I chopped firewood all night last night. Ten days minimum!"

"Five days."

Jiang Chuan picked up the bright yellow monk's robes beside his bed and put them on.

"Senior Brother, think about it. You only tired yourself out for one night, yet you get five mornings to sleep in. Is that not a worthwhile deal?"

"Besides, Junior Brother merely forgot for a moment. I believe that with your broad-minded heart, vast enough to receive a hundred rivers, you surely will not hold it against Junior Brother or take too much advantage of him, right?"

Hearing Jiang Chuan's flattery, Jing Hui's lips curled upward.

"Vast enough to receive a hundred rivers—you are right. My heart is indeed that broad! Five days it is."

"Then rest well, Senior Brother. Junior Brother will go cut rice."

After speaking, Jiang Chuan picked up the Green Gourd containing Spirit Ginseng Body Tempering Pills and walked out of the room.

In the early morning, the great sun cast down golden afterglow, and the air was filled with the fragrance of grass and trees.

Looking toward the distant Sandalwood Forest, Jiang Chuan poured out a Spirit Ginseng Body Tempering Pill the size of a longan, yellowish-brown throughout, and swallowed it in one gulp.

If a cultivator with powerful Divine Sense saw Jiang Chuan at this moment, they would surely be horrified beyond measure.

For Jiang Chuan was like an enormous black hole, ceaselessly swallowing and exhaling the vitality of heaven and earth.

Spiritual energy was merely one kind of heaven-and-earth vitality. Beyond it were Great Sun Vitality, Star Vitality, Five Elements Vitality, killing aura, and Killing Intent.

Vitalities such as killing aura and Killing Intent, if directly absorbed into the body without cultivating a specific technique, were no different from swallowing deadly poison.

Suffering grave damage to one's vitality was already the lightest possible outcome!

Absorbing more than ten kinds of vitality at once like Jiang Chuan was no different from an old man hanging himself—courting death!

And this was the terrifying aspect of the Void Devouring Scripture: it could devour all things, tangible and intangible alike!

Any heaven-and-earth vitality devoured by the Void Devouring Scripture would become a cultivator's magical power.

"Second Realm! Break through!"

As Jiang Chuan spoke, invisible magical power surged from within his body, like an invisible flame that wrapped around and tempered him.

By the time he reached the rice paddies, the contours of Jiang Chuan's muscles had become more distinct, and his entire body exuded a sense of strength.

Feeling the power within his body, Jiang Chuan smiled.

"I successfully broke through to the Second Realm. The Void Devouring Scripture truly deserves to be called a technique comparable to the core inheritances of great powers. Compared with cultivating the Bodhi Qi Refining Art in my previous simulations, breaking through to the Second Realm has at least doubled my strength."

"Still, work is work."

Jiang Chuan sighed softly, then took out a sickle from his Storage Bag, rolled up his trouser legs, stepped into the paddy field, and began harvesting White Jade Rice at high speed.

Swathes of White Jade Rice fell beneath Jiang Chuan's sickle. Carrying a huge bundle of White Jade Rice on his back, he sprinted toward the Chore Yard beneath the blazing sun, his thoughts racing without cease.

"Even a great-sect prodigy like Ji Xinyu cannot stop thinking about Dragon Transformation Venerable's cave abode. In the next simulation, I will open Dragon Transformation Venerable's cave abode first."

"Without the key, I can only choose to inform Bodhi Temple and have the abbot or the elders open Dragon Transformation Venerable's cave abode."

Jiang Chuan once again felt the helplessness of insufficient strength, while his thirst for power deepened further.

"I hope the inheritance and treasures left behind by Dragon Transformation Venerable can help me kill Ji Xinyu in the simulation!"

At the same time, Jiang Chuan secretly prayed that after the cave abode was opened, he would not end up receiving nothing but unwanted scraps.