Bad Things

"It's done!"

With a loud explosion, a brilliant mushroom cloud rose from the rooftop.

Cough cough cough!

With a dark expression, Jiang Lin emerged from the house, holding a Miniature Longsword in his hand.

"Oh, it worked?" Grandma Hua was standing in the yard outside.

"Brother-in-law, are you alright? You're so dark-skinned..."

"Thank you for your hard work, young master."

In the courtyard, Wu Su Su, who had been waiting for a long time, went to greet them.

Qing Lian kept tugging at Jiang Lin's trouser leg, while Wu Su Su gently wiped the grime off Jiang Lin's face.

"It's okay, I feel good. Come on, Qing Lian, give it a try."

Jiang Lin slowly squatted down and took out a necklace made of Mithril, with beautiful tassel patterns engraved on it.

The necklace held a tiny sword hanging at its center, though Jiang Lin had hollowed out the Sword Body, but that sense of incompleteness gave it a strange beauty.

"So beautiful, thank you, brother-in-law."

No girl dislikes pretty accessories, especially Qing Lian, who has never been pursued by anyone.

"Brother-in-law brought it for Qing Lian."

"Um."

Jiang Lin smiled as he put the necklace he had made himself on his sister-in-law's wrist.

Holding the Hollowed Sword Pendant of the necklace in her palm, the girl's eyes shone brightly.

"Should we say that the young master is too gentle, or that he truly lives up to his reputation Flower-Picking Thief?"

Beside her, Wu Su Su smiled and looked at Jiang Lin.

"Alright, yours is too."

Jiang Lin took out a hairpin from his bosom.

The hairpin is also made of Mithril, adorned with translucent jade jewels of emerald green. The main design is Butterfly Flower, unique to the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom, making it resemble a butterfly perched on a flower branch, alluring yet not seductive.

Before Jiang Lin Jiang Lin could hand it over, the woman, as if afraid he would change his mind, skillfully snatched the hairpin from Jiang Lin hand, her whole being radiating happiness.

"They're all made of very ordinary materials. Let me be clear, these things cost a lot of money."

Looking at her happy face, anyone who didn't know better would think she had received some kind of priceless treasure.

"Would you mind if I put this on, young master?" Holding the hairpin to her chest, Wu Su Su looked up at Jiang Lin, her eyes full of expectation.

It was simply a matter of raising one's hand, so Jiang Lin didn't refuse.

Wu Su Su turned away from Jiang Lin.

Jiang Lin inserted the hairpin into the woman's hair, which exuded a faint fragrance.

For some reason, Jiang Lin always had a subtle feeling.

If Wu Su Su hadn't been controlling her blood and qi with her Spiritual Power, her face would probably be flushed red by now.

After all, even in the Demon Race World, only a husband could put a hairpin on a woman's head.

On the other side, Grandma Hua looked at the young couple and shook her head with a smile.

Back then, Tai Er Zhenjun said that Jiang Lin had amazing luck with women, and now it seems that it was indeed true.

But when did Wu Die become so captivated by Jiang Lin?

"Alright, hurry up, it's time to go."

Grandma Hua had been inexplicably fed a dose of dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection), offered a reminder from the side.

"This concubine... this concubine will take her leave now..."

Wu Su Su quickly walked out of the courtyard, her hands supporting her body, which left Jiang Lin a little bewildered.

Jiang Lin didn't think much of wearing a hairpin, since he often helped his master put them on. But why did he feel like he had suddenly broken through Wu Su Su's defenses?

"Let's go, stop looking." Grandma Hua stepped forward and said helplessly, handing Qing Lian another small bottle of medicine. "Here, Qing Lian, drink this."

Qing Lian opened the gourd and smelled it, her pretty brows furrowing. But in the end, under her brother-in-law's pressure, Qing Lian pinched her nose and drank the medicine from the gourd. After drinking it, Qing Lian felt terrible.

After making some final preparations, Jiang Lin and the others headed towards the entrance of the Exquisite Sword Pavilion.

The location of the Exquisite Sword Pavilion is random. It may appear in the Rakshasa Pavilion one time, but it is unknown where it will appear next time. After the Exquisite Sword Pavilion appears, the Rakshasa Pavilion needs to share the entrance to the Exquisite Sword Pavilion.

This is something that must be done, because as the opening of the Exquisite Sword Pavilion approaches, even a simple Yin Yang School cultivator can calculate its exact location.

So if you don't want your sect to be destroyed by cultivators from the Demon Race World, then you have to do this, and you can also collect a wave of spirit stones.

However, since the Rakshasa Pavilion exists, it still has its privileges.

Half an hour before the entrance to the Exquisite Sword Pavilion was fully opened, Jiang Lin and the others were led into the pavilion.

After Jiang Lin and the others went in, other demons followed suit.

Among the demons entering, Ming An stood at the entrance as a "waitress," greeting the guests. Suddenly, her keen intuition kicked in, and she looked up at the "handsome" "man."

Sensing the gaze, the "handsome" man turned his head to look, but after only a glance, he turned his head back, raised his fair and proud chin, and looked somewhat like a woman with a touch of Tsundere.

After the "man" went in, Ming An noticed a female cultivator dressed in plain clothes who looked quite ordinary. The female cultivator also noticed Ming An's gaze, then playfully stuck out her tongue and lightly jumped into the twisted entrance.

Jiang Lin and his group, who entered the Exquisite Sword Pavilion half an hour early, had already stepped into a plain.

It was like a Small World, but more like a layer of red soil connecting the two worlds. Looking up, there was no sunlight, only a blood-red color.

Beneath Jiang Lin and the others lay a vast and boundless Sword Cemetery, with a sword and a monument standing side by side, stretching as far as the eye could see.

Even though the vast majority of the sword energy and intent have been worn away by the passage of time, the aura of swordsmanship still lingers in the air, inspiring awe in those who dare not approach it.

Without wasting any time, Jiang Lin and the others flew towards the edge of the plain.

But just as they were halfway through their flight, the sounds of battle suddenly appeared in Jiang Lin's mind, and before his eyes appeared a sword shadow that was both strange and familiar!

"Young master, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Standing beside Jiang Lin Jiang Lin, seeing the cold sweat pouring down his forehead, Wu Su Su asked worriedly.

"You little rascal, are you suffering from kidney deficiency? You can take care of it yourself, your mother-in-law has taught you."

Grandma Hua, wearing a white coat, said with a smile.

"No... it's nothing... I'm just feeling a bit unwell due to the change in environment... Let's keep going."

Jiang Lin wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Just as he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, Jiang Lin's palms started sweating again, and then his heart began to race uncontrollably.

I took a deep breath to calm my heart, which was beating so fast it was almost exaggerated.

His heartbeat had returned to normal, but for some reason, Jiang Lin had a feeling that something bad was about to happen.