I... Um... This...

As she walked through the sword cave, an invisible Flying Sword suddenly swept towards Bai Qianluo.

Bai Qianluo dodged to the side and caught the Flying Sword the instant it passed her body. However, the moment Bai Qianluo grasped it, the invisible Flying Sword dissipated and transformed into icy sword energy.

"Xiao Shi..."

Seeing the lingering sword energy in her palm, Bai Qianluo's pupils constricted slightly.

That's right.

I will never admit my mistakes.

This is Xiao Shi's sword energy.

"Xiao Shi!"

Inside the Sword Cave, Bai Qianluo, wearing white shoes embroidered with cloud patterns, kept running towards the center of the cave.

In the woman's heart, all her timid thoughts—"fear of seeing him," "fear of him changing," and "fear of him forgetting her"—were cast aside.

In her heart, only one thought remained: to see him, to see the one she had longed for day and night.

Deep within the Sword Cave, in a cave within a cave, the sleeping Jiang Lin felt a sweet taste slowly enter his mouth.

Almost instinctively, Jiang Lin greedily drank the water flowing into his mouth, even using his hands to feed him because he felt the other person was feeding him too slowly.

After drinking his fill, Jiang Lin's consciousness slowly returned. He felt his cheek resting on something soft, even more comfortable than a pillow. But the comfort didn't last long before Jiang Lin felt himself being placed on the ground, feeling somewhat reluctant to leave.

Feeling uncomfortable with something pressing against his head, Jiang Lin gradually opened his eyes.

As soon as Jiang Lin opened his eyes, what he saw this time was not the unfamiliar ceiling, but a pitch-black cave ceiling with stalactites standing upside down and clear water dripping slowly down.

Slowly sitting up, I looked around. It was a spacious stalactite cave, and inside the cave was a small lake emitting a faint blue light.

Where is this?

Jiang Lin patted his head.

Before he fainted, he only remembered that many inexplicable things flashed through his mind, and then he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Then came the shouts of the dancing girl and Qing Lian.

Speaking of which...

What about the dancing girls and her sister-in-law?

I think I was given strong liquor while I was unconscious?

Who poured this on? Have you ever seen someone quench their thirst with baijiu (Chinese liquor)?

Anyway, it definitely wasn't Wu Su Su or Grandma Hua.

After all Su Su and Grandma Hua wouldn't be that reckless.

But regardless, I was indeed saved.

Are there still such kind-hearted people in the Demon Race World?

"Never mind all that, I need to check on my health first, then go find Qing Lian and the others."

Jiang Lin sat cross-legged on the ground, observing himself to see what was wrong with his body and why he was vomiting blood.

But soon, Jiang Lin discovered that his Spiritual Power could not pass through his Spiritual Apertures.

In other words...

My Spiritual Apertures is locked?! And the method of sealing this Spiritual Apertures is extremely special, and its grade seems to be quite high!

"Da da da..."

Just as Jiang Lin was trying to untie it, footsteps came from the cave entrance.

Jiang Lin was already sweating profusely, his eyes fixed on the direction from which the footsteps were coming from.

Jiang Lin would be very grateful if the other party had only saved him, but the other party had also locked his Spiritual Apertures!

This is a bit of a trap!

However, just as the other party's figure slowly appeared, Jiang Lin made a decision.

If a girl is lusting after him (excluding tanks, of course), Jiang Lin thinks it's appropriate to resist to defend his innocence. Of course, since his Spiritual Apertures is sealed, if he can't defend it, then so be it.

But if it's that muscular guy who wants to fight me, then I'd rather die than submit!

Even if I, Jiang Lin, die! Even if I am pierced by this stalactite! I will never go sword fighting!

"Clatter!"

The final step ended, and the other person's footsteps echoed continuously in the cave, while the ethereal blue light emanating from the lake slowly shone upon that person.

From bottom to top, its figure slowly unfolded before Jiang Lin!

When Jiang Lin saw those delicate little feet adorned with embroidered lotus shoes, his resistance lessened by half.

Looking further up, there was a long, dark blue Rosé dress, and the woman's legs, even when pressed together, appeared long and slender.

Above that is her slender waist, like a willow branch.

Above that is the will of "D"!

When Jiang Lin finally saw the woman's face, a small part of his mind went blank.

Even in dim lighting, her petite face and delicate features were still visible, making her look like someone of mixed race.

Her beauty was unique and striking; her skin was delicate and fair, like curdled goat milk, and as translucent as a mare's milk grape, so clear and translucent that one could hardly bear to look at it for long.

But why does he look so familiar?

Never mind her...

In any case, Jiang Lin has already given up resisting!

He felt that since the other party had saved his life, it was only right for him to repay her with his body.

"Hello young lady, my name is Jiang Dapao. Thank you for saving my life."

Jiang Lin straightened his clothes, stepped forward, and bowed respectfully, like a Confucian gentleman.

"It was just something I did on a whim, young master, please don't take it to heart." A glint flashed in the woman's eyes as she glanced at Jiang Lin.

Just as the girl bowed in return, something smooth fell off her body.

Jiang Lin, ever the gentleman, naturally picked it up and handed it to the stunningly beautiful woman before him with both hands. "Miss, you dropped your soap..."

Um?

etc?

Soap?

Why does this girl have soap?

Suddenly! Jiang Lin was stunned for a moment, then his mind went blank, followed by a feeling of utter despair...

Looking at the girl in front of him, Jiang Lin broke out in a cold sweat! He knew why she looked so familiar!

"So this is called soap. But how do you know that, young master?"

The woman took the soap and smiled kindly.

"I... um... this..."

"Why are you so nervous, Young Master Cannon? No, should I address you as Jiang Lin, the Sword Immortal of the Vast and Righteous World? Or as Shen Zhenhao, Martial Warrior Artist of the Dream-Eating Palace Secret Realm?"

Standing at the cave Tian Fang looked at Jiang Lin with a slight smile, approaching step by step like a tabby cat eyeing a fish in a basin of water.

"What are you saying, miss? I don't understand. What Jiang Lin? Have we met before...?" Jiang Lin retreated, cold sweat dripping down his forehead.

However, although this cave is large, it is not deep.

Soon, Jiang Lin was cornered against the wall, Tian Fang Jiang Lin was less than five meters away from him.

"Don't understand?" Tian Fang slowly approached Jiang Lin, her lips, reflecting the shimmering light under the dim blue glow, possessing a somewhat alluring quality. "Back when you smashed my bathtub with one punch, you seemed to know everything."

"..."

"Bang!"

Tian Fang pinned Jiang Lin against the Wall Slam, but the palm strike left a handprint on the rock next to Jiang Lin's head.