Ten Thousand Mile City

Bai Qianluo left, and before she did, she took one last look at him as he scattered the martial energy in the air.

No one knows what Bai Qianluo was feeling when she left.

"Tian Fang, how is it?"

After Bai Qianluo left, the old man looked at his only disciple.

"Reporting to Master, three Jade Purity Realm demons remain alive, their fates unknown. However, this disciple can..."

"No need."

The old man shook his head and looked up at the sky, where he had rejected the martial fortune that all Martial Warrior coveted.

He has already reached the Nascent Soul Realm Second Level, the same level as you. In fact, he has become the strongest martial artist in the Demon Race World, reaching the Martial Warrior Sixth Realm.

Do you remember what I told you?

"Disciple remembers," Tian Fang said, biting her lip. "Once Jiang Lin the Nascent Soul Realm Second Level, disciple will fight him to the death! But please give disciple some time to prepare, this man's sword energy is simply too fierce."

"Ling Li? This is the first time you've praised someone. What's wrong? Are you afraid of him?" the old man said with a smile.

"Disciple..."

"Never mind..."

Before Tian Fang finish speaking, the old man looked at his apprentice and gestured for him to stop.

"There's no rush, because you can't beat him now. You'll only be his whetstone. Go to Ten Thousand Mile City and kill a few Golden Body Realm Martial Warrior and Nascent Soul Realm Sword Cultivator. Then you can go and compete with him, who is both Sword Cultivator and Martial Warrior."

We old folks are a thing of the past. The future belongs to you young people. And you and he represent the rise and fall of two worlds for the next thousand or even ten thousand years. Do your best to win.

"Yes..."

Who is this little girl?

"Her name was Shiori, a girl from a Demon Town who followed me."

Looking at Shiori hiding behind Tian Fang, the old man nodded. "This young girl is not bad. If I were to suggest she be your junior sister, what do you think, Tian Fang?"

"This disciple cannot make the decision; it is Shiori who makes the decision."

"Hmm." The old man, leaning on his cane, walked step by step to the girl, and squatted down with some difficulty like an ordinary old man. "Little girl, do you want to leave with me? Grandpa will take you to many fun places, lots of delicious food, and you'll learn a little bit, but also a little bit."

The little girl peeked her head slightly from behind her brother Tian Fang's thigh, her bright eyes blinking. "Did I learn as much as my brother Tian Fang?"

"Well? What Shiori and your brother Tian Fang learned might be a little different, but it should be about the same," the old man replied.

"Then... will Shiori be as powerful Tian Fang -nii?"

"Grandpa can't guarantee it either, but Shiori might be even more powerful than Brother Tian Fang," the old man said with a smile. "How about it? Want to stroll around this world with this old man, though it may be boring, it's still quite interesting?"

Clutching at Tian Fang's trouser leg, Shiori fell into Xiao Xiao contemplation, her eyes filled with a childlike, conflicted look.

She looked up at her brother Tian Fang, Tian Fang simply remained calm.

"Thank you, Grandpa." In the end, Shiori shook her head, her little hands tightly gripping Tian Fang's pants. "But Shiori still wants to stay with Brother Tian Fang. As long as Brother Tian Fang doesn't send Shiori away, Shiori won't leave!"

"Are you really not going to reconsider? If Shiori accompanies this old man for a stroll, maybe before long, no one in this Demon Race World will dare to bully you."

Like a rattle-drum, the little girl shook her two pigtails on either side of her head. "As long as Shiori is by Brother Tian Fang's side, no one can bully Shiori."

"Hahaha... that makes some sense."

The old man straightened up with some difficulty.

"Since that's the case, then this old man won't insist."

He patted the large black and white dog next to him, which looked like a husky.

"As expected, you're the one who needs to keep me company."

After saying that, the old man gently patted the girl's head.

Immortal touched my head, granting me eternal life.

Although there are no gods or immortals in this world, when the old man's aged and somewhat hardened hand brushed across the girl's head, endless cultivation techniques flowed into the girl's mind.

In that very instant, all the Spiritual Apertures that Tian Fang had been trying to open were unlocked in the girl.

A massive influx of Spiritual Power into Shiori's body caused the little girl, unable to withstand it, to close her eyes and collapse to the side. However, Tian Fang caught the unconscious girl in time and held her in his arms.

"We don't need to let her drink anymore. Alcohol is a double-edged sword; it's not all good, but it's not all bad either."

The old man's words carried far, and by the time they landed, he and the fluffy, black-and-white, blue-eyed dog had already passed them by.

"By the way, once we get to the Ten Thousand Mile City, we shouldn't dress as men anymore; we should dress up nicely."

With extraordinary women like Chen Jia and Lin Qingwan in the Vast and Righteous World, how can our Demon Race World lag behind?

Remember to cripple a few more people, let the Vast and Righteous World see the might of the women of the Demon Race World, and also tell those slacking off on the front lines.

They're not even as good as a girl. Aren't those grown men ashamed? Are they going to attack a city or just brew tea?

"Yes."

Tian Fang turned around and bowed respectfully, but the old man and the big dog had already disappeared from the spot. A gentle breeze swept by, stirring up fallen leaves.

After the old man left, Tian Fang raised his head again and looked in the direction of the Rakshasa Pavilion.

The overwhelming martial energy had already been dispersed by Jiang Lin, and he himself drifted down from a distance.

See you in Ten Thousand Mile City.

Withdrawing her gaze, Tian Fang turned around.

Within the Rakshasa Pavilion, the martial luck scattered by Jiang Lin was everywhere, and everyone in the Rakshasa Pavilion received a gift of Martial Warrior luck to varying degrees.

Even Ming An, who was in seclusion, subconsciously reached out to touch the perceptible yet invisible martial energy under this intense martial energy.

When she opened her dark, blade-like eyes, she had already entered the Nascent Soul Realm Third Stage!

"Young master, don't you plan to keep some?"

When Jiang Lin returned to her side, Wu Su Su felt quite regretful.

For the young master's golden Martial Warrior Core, this martial luck is the most helpful.

"No, while martial luck is a good thing, I'm still not used to it."

Just as Wu Su Su was about to take the opportunity to be mischievous again, her sister-in-law's voice came from beside Jiang Lin:

"Brother-in-law, your ring is glowing..."

"Um?"

Jiang Lin raised the ring, and sure enough, the One Ring was emitting a golden light.

Just as Jiang Lin was completely bewildered, a bright light shot out from the ring.

A little girl dressed in a plain white dress appeared before Jiang Lin.

The little girl's fluffy fox ears on her head were extremely cute.

Especially the little girl's snow-white tail, which gave Jiang Lin an extremely familiar feeling...