Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

With the improvement of strength, Huaihui's battle with the demon clan supreme became easier.

After revealing several flaws to the Demon Clan Supreme, Huaihui finally stabbed the sword in his hand into his chest.

"You will regret this."

The demon clan supreme looked at the sword that pierced his chest, and there was a bit of realization in his eyes. When he looked at Huaihui again, there was a bit more sarcasm in his eyes.

Huaihui ignored his nonsense, pulled Xitong out and continued to attack with the sword.

The demon clan supreme dodged, and suddenly, the sky, which had just regained its clarity, was shrouded in black air again.

'Is he going to blow himself up and die with us? "

Huaihui was guessing secretly in his heart, and when he turned his head, he saw that the space shrouded by the black air was not large, but it covered Shao Yue who was behind everyone.

'not good.'

He didn't dare to spend time confirming whether his guess was true. In the blink of an eye, Huaihui burst out with his spiritual power comparable to the ninth level, and took the demon clan supreme away from the space where Shao Yue might be injured.

A talented cultivator and a supreme demon king, neither of them has been seen since.

At this moment, the Lingjian Sect has truly returned to its former tranquility.

But this calm seemed dead silent.

You don’t need to look too closely at the black energy that the demon clan supreme finally gathered to know how powerful it is.

Huaihui has almost no chance of survival.

This dead silence lasted for nearly an hour, until the sky darkened. The head of the sect wiped his face and said in a choked voice:

"Let's go back."

"Yueyue, do you...want to rest in Lingjian Sect for a while?"

Ji Xuanhe looked a little heavy. Seeing Shao Yue who seemed to be frightened by today's scene, he still took some time to step forward and show concern.

"At least, we are friends."

He knew that his relationship with Shao Yue would never go back to the way it was before, but the feelings in his heart always made him unable to let her go.

"No need, I will go down the mountain today."

Shao Yue understood Ji Xuanhe's good intentions, but still rejected his proposal.

"It's getting late today, and the carriage has gone down the mountain. How are you going to get down?"

The little guys also have their own extraordinary abilities, such as a strong ability to sense danger.

The coachman driving the carriage saw the black air and realized that the situation was not good, so he drove down the mountain early.

Even her luggage was taken away.

The luggage was not a problem, as Shao Yue knew the driver's address and could find it and bring it back.

The key issue now is how she can leave Lingjian Sect on her own without a carriage to go down the mountain.

Ji Xuanhe was concerned about the issues that she really needed to think about.

There was no trace of sadness in Shao Yue's brows. She walked a few steps towards the mountain gate and picked up a sword from a small patch of weeds.

"I will use Xitong to go down the mountain, Xuan, Master Ji, don't worry."

Ji Xuanhe was very surprised to see Xi Tong intact, but after listening to Shao Yue's words, he hesitated.

"Xitong is Brother Huai's personal sword. I'm afraid..."

Before he could finish his worried words, Xitong appeared obediently at Shaoyue's feet, safe and sound, and well-behaved as if her master was Shaoyue.

"Then...be careful."

Ji Xuanhe finally figured something out. He covered his face, smiled bitterly, and said to Shao Yue with his back turned.

Shao Yue stood on Xitong and hurried towards the town at the foot of the mountain, feeling a little absent-minded.

Fortunately, Xitong was intelligent, so she didn't fly very high and didn't control her speed very fast, so she wasn't scared and didn't fall off the sword.

Shao Yue's eyes were wandering, and he recalled the great battle that took place during the day.

At that time, when the demon clan supreme covered half of the Lingjian Sect with black air, her senses were the most sensitive.

The other disciples were all cultivators and had protective spiritual energy, but Shao Yue, although protected by Huaihui's blood, was still affected by the black air in the first place.

It was also because of this that she was able to sensitively notice that before Huaihui made the self-destruction move, he glanced at her.

Huaihui's final resolute and loving look made Shaoyue, who was now unharmed, feel guilty and uneasy.

This battle with the demon clan supreme brought too much impact to the Lingjian Sect.

It also changed Shaoyue's life a lot.

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one year later.

A secluded courtyard.

The door was gently pushed open, and a girl in a plain white dress walked out carrying a small bamboo basket.

This girl is Shao Yue.

After the battle, Huaihui disappeared, so she took her luggage and her sword Xitong down the mountain and lived in a small town at the foot of the Lingjian Sect mountain.

Shao Yue used the silver given by Mr. Wang to buy this small courtyard.

She saved the money she earned from teaching in Wang's house for emergencies. In order to make a living, Shao Yue went back to her old job and taught people to read and write.

The only difference is that we used to teach one person, but now we teach a group of people.

This town is very close to the Lingjian Sect, and the harshness and restrictions on girls that occur in other places do not exist here.

Shao Yue can rely on this business to make a living and live a good life here with the thoughts in her heart.

Today is the students' break time, and Shao Yue doesn't want to cook, so she takes a small bamboo basket and goes outside to buy some breakfast and some vegetables and fruits.

Half an hour later, the bamboo basket was filled with two large meat buns wrapped in oil paper, a bamboo tube of soy milk, and some seasonal vegetables.

Shao Yue also felt that it was about the same and turned around and walked towards the courtyard.

Not long after she walked, she heard chaotic noises not far behind her.

Shao Yue looked over and saw that a monk in black robes suddenly fell off his sword for some reason.

Shao Yue was very familiar with the black robe worn by the cultivator; it was the uniform uniform worn by disciples of the Lingjian Sect.

Shao Yue couldn't help but pay attention to the situation of this disciple from the Lingjian Sect.

The disciple of Lingjian Sect seemed to be extremely frightened. His face was pale and he was mumbling fragments of words.

Shao Yue listened carefully, understood the meaning of his words, and his expression became serious.

The demon clan's supreme leader has been born again.

It's very strange. In the past, the supreme leader of the demon clan was suppressed for at least several hundred years, if not nearly a thousand years.

How come this time, only a year has passed, the supreme demon clan has reappeared?

And according to the frightened disciples of the Lingjian Sect, this demon supreme was even more cold and arrogant than before. He had killed many of his fellow demons and could not distinguish between friend and foe.

His abilities were also incredibly terrifying. As soon as he was born, he defeated several of the most famous monsters in the monster race and left them without any chance of fighting back.

Although we have only heard that the demon clan supreme killed his own clan, on the surface the current situation seems to be favorable to the human race, but who knows what else he will do next.

Shao Yue frowned and thought for a moment, then gave some money to a nearby clinic and asked it to ask someone to take care of the Lingjian Sect disciple who was not quite conscious.

She returned to the yard, called out Xitong, and had it carry her to the Lingjian Sect.

The disciples of Lingjian Sect were familiar with Shao Yue and quickly brought her to the sect leader.

Shao Yue told them the news that the disciples of Lingjian Sect and she had obtained in the clinic, then she stepped on Xitong and prepared to return to her own yard.

"Yueyue."

A voice stopped her.