Tiger-Roaring Demon-Suppressing Blade

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Upon entering the city, everyone headed straight for the Demon Suppression Office.

Liu Chen swung down from his horse and looked at these brothers before him. Though bedraggled, they had all returned alive in the end. A thousand emotions churned within him.

"Go on back. Those seriously wounded, get to the infirmary at once. Those who are fine, go back and rest properly too."

Everyone silently acknowledged the order, each leading their horse toward the rear courtyard.

As they passed Jiang Yuechu, every one of them stopped. Some clasped their fists awkwardly; others bowed clumsily.

After everyone had left, Liu Chen walked up to Jiang Yuechu.

"Miss Jiang... thank you."

With that, he gave Jiang Yuechu a deep bow.

"I will report every detail of this mission truthfully and completely, including your contributions."

"Slaying a Bone-Chiming Great Demon is a great merit. The Office's reward... certainly will not be small."

He raised his head and looked at that utterly unruffled face, his expression growing ever more complicated.

She was so young, yet possessed such methods.

Just a mere Ninth-Rank Demon Suppressor?

Liu Chen smiled bitterly to himself.

Naturally, he understood why General Wei He had made such arrangements.

At the end of the day, the Golden City affair had taken place before she entered the Demon Suppression Office.

No matter how highly Lord Wei valued her abilities, he could not disregard the Office's rules, much less silence the mouths of the masses.

But now...

She had slain another Bone-Chiming Great Demon.

With such merit, the promotion document would likely arrive within days.

Eighteen years old.

And a woman.

An eighteen-year-old female eighth-rank squad leader...

"Miss, your future is boundless. In the future... I hope you will offer me much guidance."

Jiang Yuechu did not catch the implication beneath his words. She merely nodded indifferently.

"Mm."

"If there is nothing else, I will take my leave first."

The words had barely fallen.

Without waiting for his reply, she turned and headed toward her own barracks.

Leaving Liu Chen standing there alone.

He watched her retreating back for a long while without speaking.

Having entered the Demon Suppression Office, she naturally could no longer stay in Wei Qing's courtyard.

Fortunately, perhaps because the Office had considered that she was a woman, it had arranged a small courtyard just for her.

Passing through the training grounds and winding around several bluestone paths, a secluded little courtyard stood before her.

The courtyard was not large. There was only one main room, and a half-dead locust tree had been planted in one corner.

Compared to Wei Qing's elegant embroidered tower, this place was undoubtedly much more rudimentary.

But Jiang Yuechu was not someone who craved comfort.

Though she had now barely gained some ability to protect herself, the vigilance in her heart had never eased.

Whether it was her own intuition or what Wei He had said, she always felt that her origins would surely bring no small trouble in the future.

Improving her strength was now a matter of utmost urgency.

Pushing open the door, she took in the furnishings at a glance: one bed, one table, two chairs, and nothing else.

She casually shut the door behind her, cutting off everything outside.

Clang.

She unfastened her saber and casually tossed it onto the table.

She kicked off the black boots caked in mud. Too lazy even to remove her outer robe, she sat cross-legged directly on the bed.

The nerves that had been taut for days finally relaxed completely at this moment.

She closed her eyes and slowly exhaled a long breath of stale air.

Slaying a Bone-Chiming Great Demon, racing a hundred miles, breaking through her realm...

Everything that had happened over the past few days replayed in her mind, piece by piece.

She did not know how long passed before the sky outside had fully darkened.

Jiang Yuechu opened her eyes and lit the oil lamp on the table.

The bean-sized flame swayed within the tiny room.

It was time to keep exploiting the cheat.

[Host: Jiang Yuechu]

[Realm: Initial Bone-Chiming Realm]

[Martial Arts: Fierce Tiger Swift Blade (Supreme Realm), Azure Cliff Returning Shadow (Supreme Realm), Blood Sustenance Art (Perfected)]

[Dao Cultivation: Four Hundred and Twenty Years]

[Recorded Demons: Tiger Mountain God (Eye-Pointing), Azure-Faced Lord (Crimson-Tainted), Zhu Yan (Shadow Tracing)]

[Innate Divine Abilities: Yin Law Granted by Heaven, Tiger Baleful Blood Boil, Wolf Travels a Thousand Miles]

[Demon Transformation: Tiger Mountain God]

Four hundred and twenty years!

This was the largest fortune she had amassed since crossing over.

Having been poor for so long, she had suddenly become rich beyond measure, and for a moment she did not even know what to do.

She took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

Money had to be spent on the blade's edge.

Dao cultivation naturally had to be used in the most crucial places as well.

Tiger Mountain God, Azure-Faced Lord, Zhu Yan.

Tiger Mountain God represented her primary offensive method: Fierce Tiger Swift Blade.

Now that she had entered the Bone-Chiming Realm, her qi and blood far surpassed what they had been before.

At the Supreme Realm, the saber technique's power was already terrifying beyond compare.

If she continued improving it, her Fierce Tiger Swift Blade might rise another level, and the power of her Demon Transformation would become even stronger.

As for the Azure-Faced Lord, there was no need to consider it for now.

Though Azure Cliff Returning Shadow was endlessly strange and unpredictable, compared to ultimate power, it was clearly somewhat lacking.

And as for the last one... Zhu Yan.

This Pig Demon had given her an auxiliary cultivation art as heaven-defying as the Blood Sustenance Art.

If she continued investing Dao cultivation into it, what would she obtain?

Those strange blood-mist tentacles, or an even stronger physical talent?

Jiang Yuechu's consciousness drifted back and forth among the three scrolls.

Should she choose safety and bring her strengths to their utmost limit?

Or... take a massive gamble?

She looked at the panel and fell into deep thought.

A long while later.

Jiang Yuechu opened her eyes.

The Blood Sustenance Art was sufficient for now. Slaughtering power was what mattered most.

Her decision made, she did not hesitate in the slightest.

"Upgrade Tiger Mountain God."

Buzz—

At that moment, the ancient painting scroll bloomed with an unprecedented, resplendent golden light.

Upon the scroll, the blood-colored fierce tiger crouching atop the mountain seemed to come alive.

It slowly opened its pair of majestic vertical pupils.

Then, it leaped straight out of the scroll, turning into a streak of light that shot directly into Jiang Yuechu's brow!

Boom!

An unimaginable torrent of information exploded within her mind.

At the same time, the Tiger Mountain God scroll underwent earth-shaking changes.

The original words Eye-Pointing had already blurred.

[Heaven-Natured].

[Tiger Mountain God (Heaven-Natured): This demon has reached perfection, naturally formed as though born of heaven and earth. It can briefly turn its demon shadow from illusion into reality and be summoned to fight.]

Turning illusion into reality!

Jiang Yuechu's heart shook violently.

Did this not mean that when she fought others in the future, besides Demon Transformation, she would have another trump card?

It was equivalent to gaining a helper out of thin air, one comparable to a Bone-Chiming Great Demon!

This... this was simply outrageous!

She forcibly suppressed the wild joy in her heart and continued scanning downward.

[Fierce Tiger Swift Blade has advanced into a Bone-Chiming Realm martial art.]

[Martial Art: Tiger-Roaring Demon-Suppressing Blade (Proficient)...]

Fierce Tiger Swift Blade had advanced along with it.

The new saber technique was called Tiger-Roaring Demon-Suppressing Blade.

Countless insights, moves, and force-exertion techniques concerning this saber art surged into her mind like a tide, rapidly merging with her own martial experience.

Every move and stance felt as though she had been born knowing them.

Compared to the fierce, domineering Fierce Tiger Swift Blade, the Tiger-Roaring Demon-Suppressing Blade was undoubtedly more complete, and even more terrifying.

When the saber struck, not only would a tiger phantom accompany it, but a tiger's roar would also sound, able to intimidate the mind and throw an enemy's qi and blood into disorder.

But...

Jiang Yuechu's brows suddenly furrowed.

Proficient?

No, what did that mean?

It was like spending a fortune on pulls to get a fully maxed character, only to find that their talent skills were not maxed out.

Was that reasonable?

She could hardly believe her eyes and carefully looked it over again.

That was right. It was Proficient.

According to the True Explanation of Martial Dao, the realms of martial arts went from Beginner, to Proficient, Minor Accomplishment, Major Accomplishment, Perfected, and then Supreme Realm—each step a climb toward heaven.

Her previous two martial arts had both been at the Supreme Realm.

Now, though this Tiger-Roaring Demon-Suppressing Blade was vastly more powerful than before, its realm was merely Proficient?

What kind of nonsense was this?