Then Qin Er Has to Learn the Sword Even More! (Two-in-One)
Jiang Lin, no longer concealing his identity Sword Cultivator, flew with Murong Qin Sword Flight the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom.
Jiang Lin didn't know why he felt this urgent feeling, as if he wanted to escape from a place.
Even in Jiang Lin's subconscious, he vaguely regarded the place where Wu Su Su and Mo Li were as a safe haven.
Although Jiang Lin didn't know whether this safe haven was actually useful.
But at least it allows me to escape the exaggerated worldview of Demon Race World.
Of course, Jiang Lin also knew that the concept of "survival of the fittest" and "the strong are respected" was the norm in the Demon Race World.
The Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom, located at the Demon Race World, is likely in no better shape.
That evening, I planned to rest in a small cave.
Two days have passed since Sheng Yu and I parted ways.
The location of the Miao Water Palace was not too far from the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom. If nothing unexpected happened, given Sheng Yu's speed, they probably wouldn't need to stop and rest, and would have already reached the border Demon Town of the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom by now.
After arriving at the Demon Town, Sheng Yu will fly for another three days and then reach the capital of the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom.
Jiang Lin realized he couldn't catch up, after all, the Sheng Yu from the mountains and seas were not only holding back, but their flying speed was also incredibly fast.
Inside the cave, Jiang Lin lit a fire and started a barbecue.
The ingredients were found by Murong Qin.
It was an adorable little bunny, and the girl was very happy when she held it in her arms.
Jiang Lin was also very happy, thinking that it was because he had found the ingredients that the young girl, Murong Qin, was happy.
So Jiang Lin took good care of the cute little bunny for Murong Qin, while the girl went to bathe in the nearby waterfall pool.
When the girl returned with wet hair, the cute little bunny had already been sprinkled with cumin by Jiang Lin, and its whole body exuded an enticing meaty aroma.
The girl froze, tears welling in her eyes. When Jiang Lin called her over to eat with him, she burst into tears...
Jiang Lin comforted him for a long time...
Finally, after Jiang Lin's comforting words, and perhaps because she was starving, the girl tentatively took a bite...
"It smells so good!!!"
The girl's eyes lit up; though she didn't want to admit it, it really smelled amazing...
So the girl ate two rabbit legs and filled her little belly...
After eating and drinking her fill, the girl, filled with guilt, sat down in a corner of the cave, hugging her knees. She felt deeply remorseful for the cute bunny and for actually finding it delicious.
However, Jiang Lin wouldn't allow anyone to agree.
This is clearly due to my superior cooking skills, okay? I, Jiang Lin, am a seasoned craftsman! Although the freshness of the ingredients is also a factor...
However, seeing Murong Qin's slightly sullen expression, Jiang Lin was actually quite happy.
When a girl can act a little upset with you, it means she has completely let go of you and no longer has any lingering resentment.
After all, have you ever seen a girl throw a tantrum at a strange man?
"Alright, I was wrong." Jiang Lin to the girl's side, sat down cross-legged, and gently patted her head. "I shouldn't have been lusting after that rabbit. It's all my fault."
"Hmm..." The girl gently raised her eyes and quickly lowered them again, muttering, "I'm not blaming you, senior. It's all my fault for not explaining things clearly to you. Besides... bunnies are really delicious... just thinking about it makes me..."
Suppressing a laugh, Jiang Lin pinched her ear. "It's not your fault, we were both hungry after all. It's all fate, so why don't we bury the rabbit... so it can be reincarnated and not be a rabbit in its next life..."
"Um..."
In the end, Jiang Lin and Murong Qin buried the rabbit skeleton, which they had eaten very clean, in the cave and even put up a sign.
Then I saw Murong Qin with her hands clasped together, her little mouth constantly whispering something.
Using her Spiritual Power, she could hear Murong Qin repeatedly saying, "Little bunny, don't blame senior. In your next life, if you want revenge, come find me. Don't blame senior."
Jiang Lin was at a loss for words. He simply shook his head. Perhaps this girl shouldn't be in the Demon Race World.
At night, the heartbroken and exhausted girl fell asleep in the cave. Jiang Lin covered her with a blanket and then looked at the starry sky at the cave entrance.
In the middle of the night, as Jiang Lin lay on the grass with Grass Root in his mouth, the awakened girl walked to Jiang Lin side, gently brushed her skirt aside, and sat down.
"Do you enjoy stargazing, senior?" the girl asked softly.
"Well, it's alright. The world isn't too polluted. It wasn't a problem when I was a child, but now that I'm older, I can't see this sky full of stars anymore in the village."
"Pollute?"
"Um... don't worry about it, it's just my hometown dialect."
"My senior always uses some strange words."
"Haha, I can't change it."
"Senior."
"Um?"
Can I lie down next to you?
"Um."
The girl slowly lay down by the Jiang Lin.
Perhaps worried that her senior might catch a cold, the girl covered him with the blanket she was wearing, giving each of them half.
But soon, the girl realized that only married couples shared a blanket, so she blushed and quietly slipped out of bed.
Jiang Lin, oblivious, continued to gaze at the starry sky while covered by the blanket.
Looking at Jiang Lin's profile, Murong Qin felt a little uneasy for some reason.
Do I have a crush on my senior?
It doesn't seem so.
It seems that for the young girl, a senior is indeed a senior.
But then again, what exactly is "liking"?
Neither of them spoke; both were lost in their own worlds.
After a long silence, Jiang Lin slowly spoke, breaking the quiet atmosphere. "Qin Er, don't you have anything you want to ask me?"
"Ask a senior?"
"Hmm, for example, why don't I, like Miao Water Palace, destroy Zhi Chuang Sect?"
"They can't all be killed..."
The girl shook her head, her expression somber, her eyes filled with sorrow.
"Although Qin Er isn't entirely sure, there are many sects like Miao Water Palace in the Demon Race World. How could you possibly wipe them all out, senior?"
"The senior destroyed the Miao Water Palace to resolve Qin Er's inner conflict, and Qin Er knows this. Moreover, the words the senior spoke to the Zhi Chuang Sect before leaving meant that, at least for a long time to come, they would no longer bully ordinary people like us."
Do you think I'm a good person?
"Hmm!" The girl sat up, her hands and knees on the grass, looking earnestly at Jiang Lin. "Senior is a good person!"
"..."
For some reason, Jiang Lin felt that he had tricked this girl into giving him a "friend zone" card, which felt rather awkward.
"I'm not a good person."
Jiang Lin said with a smile.
"And Qin Er, your neckline..."
Jiang Lin pointed to his collar.
"Ah!"
Looking down, the girl realized she had just been slightly exposed and screamed, clutching her chest tightly as she sat down on the ground like a duck.
Oh no... everything the senior saw...
Now I'm really going to never get married...
In fact, Jiang Lin didn't see anything. After all, it was a dark and windy night, and women in ancient times all wore bellybands, so apart from seeing a bit of the Northern Hemisphere, Jiang Lin really didn't see anything.
"The reason I destroyed Miao Water Palace wasn't just because of Qin Er and your mother, but mainly because I felt uncomfortable and resentful, so I did it. That's why I'm not a good person."
Turning his head to look at the starry sky, Jiang Lin continued.
"Letting Xia Ju take control of the Miao Water Palace was merely a deal I made with her."
The two swords I swung at the Zhi Chuang Sect before I left were just to intimidate them; otherwise, they wouldn't have obeyed me in the future.
So, all things considered, I'm really not a good person.
"It was calculated... by the senior!"
As soon as Jiang Lin finished speaking, Jiang Lin Murong Qin knelt down beside him, looking at Jiang Lin intently:
"Senior saved me and my mother, helped the women of the Miao Water Palace regain their freedom, made Zhi Chuang Sect restrain his behavior, and eliminated many evil people. What Senior has done is enough! Moreover..."
"Qin Er?"
Clutching her skirt tightly, the girl bravely raised her head. "Although Qin Er is a woman, my father once told Qin Er that there are no purely good people in the world, nor are there absolutely bad people."
But you must cherish those who are good to you!
Senior! Qin Er wants to learn swordsmanship!
Looking into the girl's earnest eyes, Jiang Lin was at a loss for words.
Actually... Jiang Lin was just expressing a little bit of his own feelings...
It's like in your past life, late at night, Jiang Lin, a self-proclaimed "NetEase Cloud Music Depression" user, lies in bed listening to music, lamenting the impermanence of the world, letting the songs strike your heart.
Jiang Lin understood that, after all, there is no such thing as pure good or evil in this world; everyone is a chaotic collection of beings.
When Jiang Lin first arrived in the Demon Race World, he was perhaps a little confused, his worldview being challenged by everything about the Demon Race World.
But then Jiang Lin suddenly realized!
It's indeed very difficult to change this messed-up Demon Race World; we need to start from a macro level, as getting bogged down in small details is useless.
If a true cleanup were to be carried out, then the vast majority of humans and Demon Capital in the Demon Race World would likely die.
In the Demon Race World, how many people haven't stained their hands with innocent blood?
Jiang Lin didn't intend to dwell on it in this kind of place.
Since I've come to the Demon Race World, I'll stick to my principles and abide by the rules of this world!
If you encounter a demon or person that disgusts you, just kill them.
If you encounter a few people you can help, just do it.
That's all.
After all, he never intended to be a "Partner of Justice" like that red-haired coyote and save everyone; that was too idealistic...
Rather than being so tired... I might as well be Kiritsugu Papa.
Besides, he was originally the villain...
Unexpectedly, his reflections made the young girl take it seriously.
but...
Jiang Lin sat up and turned to look at Murong Qin:
"Qin Er, do you really want to learn swordsmanship?"
"Okay!" The girl nodded.
"Then, Qin Er, why are you learning swordsmanship? To be honest, I never intended to change this ridiculous world; it's too exhausting... So, Qin Er, you don't need to help me. So, setting that aside, why are Qin Er learning swordsmanship?"
"I..."
The girl gently bit her red lips with her pearly teeth, her fingers tightly gripping the hem of her skirt.
Jiang Lin wasn't in a hurry; he simply waited for the girl's reply.
Just as the girl opened her mouth slightly, about to speak, Jiang Lin interrupted her once again:
"If Qin Er, you only want to protect your mother, then there's no need for that, because I have the ability to ensure that you and your mother live a peaceful life!"
The girl, who was about to speak, shut her cherry-red lips again upon hearing Jiang Lin's words.
Jiang Lin was still waiting for her answer.
Although Jiang Lin really wanted her to learn swordsmanship from him, the first thing to do in cultivation is to know why you are cultivating.
When my master asked me that question, I answered, "I want to live."
So now, if I ask her the same question, what kind of answer will she give?
"Qin Er is very weak." The girl clutched her skirt tightly, her voice very soft.
"Hmm." Jiang Lin nodded, letting the girl continue.
"Qin Er doesn't know if she has the talent for cultivation."
"Um."
Before meeting her senior, after her father died, Qin Er only had her mother, so Qin Er wanted to protect her mother.
The elder said he could bless my mother and me with lifelong peace, Qin Er believes it!
but..."
After a long while, the girl raised her head, her eyes burning with a resolute flame, a testament to her clear and insightful heart.
"But Qin Er now wants to stand beside Young Master, to see the world through your eyes, to see if the Demon Race World is truly beyond saving! Qin Er wants to know why this world has become like this!"
The girl's eyes met Jiang Lin's; there was no romantic tension between them, only a deep connection.
Are you sure? If you were an ordinary person, you could live a stable life, marry into a good family, 《Husband and Child》, and live a happy life.
But if you learn swordsmanship from me, then you will become Sword Cultivator. The people on the mountain will kill you without any reason, because cultivators bear the consequences of their own actions.
And you'll become more and more beautiful, but your beauty will bring you a lot of trouble!
Because of your long lifespan, you will see through the coldness and warmth of the world, and witness the side you least want to see.
You might become numb, or even lose yourself in your obsession with cultivation because your spiritual level doesn't improve, turning into the very thing you hate most, no different from the person you once despised.
Even so, do you still want to learn swordsmanship from me?
Will my senior become the kind of person I hate the most?
Jiang Lin smiled and said, "I can't guarantee that. It might, it might not."
"Then Qin Er must learn swordsmanship even more!"
"Hmm? Why?"
Looking at Jiang Lin, the girl tilted her head slightly and smiled, her eyes crinkling. "Because if Senior were to become the kind of person you hated the most back then, Qin Er would wake you up."
The evening breeze gently caressed the grass, playing with the girl's dark hair, while the bright moonlight, like a mischievous child, sprinkled silvery sugar.
"Then I'll leave it to you, future Great Female Sword Immortal." Like Big Brother, Jiang Lin vigorously rubbed her little head.
"Don't worry, senior."
Kneeling on the grass, the girl's Xiao Xiao head swayed gently with his large, rough hands.
It seems that everything in the world is excessively sweet simply because of the girl in front of me.