So what! Are you going to kill me?

System: [Host, you have exposed the quality of the divine sword so early. I am afraid you will be coveted endlessly. ]

Jin Cancan replied: "When the people at the border come to investigate me, all my things will most likely be confiscated. It's only a matter of time."

"A man is innocent, but he is guilty of possessing a treasure. If you put the treasure out in the open, you don't have to be afraid."

"There will be people who want to protect this sword more than I do."

The system didn't understand, and asked eagerly: [What do you mean, host? Shouldn't they all want to snatch the sword before you grow up? Why would they protect you instead? ]

Jin Cancan was particularly patient today and replied, "It's not to protect me, it's to protect the fourth heavenly sword in the world of cultivation."

"Tetanus and I have already formed a contract. If you forcibly kill me, the contract will be unbalanced and broken, and the power of the law contained in it will explode out of control. The sword will fall into a violent and chaotic state, which is likely to threaten the life of the coveter."

"Once a divine sword of this level loses its master, not only will its spirit be greatly damaged, but it will also be very likely to degenerate into a weapon full of resentment and murderous intent. No one in the cultivation world would like to see such a loss."

The system understood: [You are so awesome, host. If it were me, I wouldn’t survive more than three chapters. ]

Jin Cancan: "I have already spent 5000w, why is the task still unfinished?"

System: [The spirit stones you gave to the two refiners have not been consumed yet. They will be counted into the progress only after they are consumed.]

Before Jin Cancan could respond, an angry male voice was heard.

"Fuyao?!" Ding Lei made sure that he was not mistaken before shouting, "Where is Senior Brother Wu Xin? How dare you show up in our Huoyun Sect!"

Before Senior Brother Wu Xin disappeared, he said he would teach this woman a lesson, but now he has never returned.

There has been no news for so many days, something must have happened.

Jin Cancan remembered Ding Lei and showed an innocent expression: "I don't know."

"You're lying!" Ding Lei frowned and pointed his sword at Jin Cancan. "If you don't tell me where Senior Brother Wu Xin is, I'll kill you right away!"

Jin Cancan sighed. Why did everyone like to point their swords at her?

She really didn't know where Wu Xin was now, but she still answered kindly: "Although I can't tell you where he is, I can take you to see him."

Ding Lei: "You dare to take action in our Huoyun Sect's territory?"

Jin Cancan took out a flute and started playing without saying a word.

The flute was completely black, with strange patterns engraved on the surface, and it gave off a faint and eerie aura. She injected her spiritual power into the flute and began to play it gently.

The sound of the flute was low and suppressed at first, as if it came from the abyss of Hell. The melody changed rapidly, and Ding Lei's eyes gradually became blurred, and his expression became painful and struggling.

He staggered towards his disciple's room amid the strange flute sound and pushed open the door with a wooden expression.

Jin Cancan vaguely heard a questioning voice coming from inside the room, and then suddenly there were a few screams, the dull sound of a body falling to the ground, messy footsteps, and then the sound of a door being pushed open in a panic -

Jin Cancan hid in the shadow of the trees and watched coldly as several people hurriedly ran towards the elder's residence.

A faint smell of blood wafted out. Jin Cancan put the flute bought on the black market back into the storage ring with an expressionless face and walked briskly back to his room.

She was not a good person to begin with. When facing a strong person, she had enough patience to pretend to be submissive and wait in the dark for the opportunity to give the opponent a fatal blow.

When faced with weak people who are interfering with important matters, it would be unbearable to endure them for even a moment if we cannot immediately eradicate them.

She washed up early, turned off the lights, and lay on the bed counting silently.

When I counted to ninety-seven, I heard a chaotic conversation outside and someone knocked on the door of the room loudly.

"Who is it?" Jin Cancan's voice, filled with deep sleepiness, sounded.

"Stop talking nonsense and open the door!"

The disciple in charge of the investigation heard a very quiet complaint and the rustling sound of someone getting dressed.

The moment the door opened, the disciple was stunned.

Her black hair was scattered on her shoulders, and perhaps because of her indecent sleeping posture, a few strands of hair were slightly messy. Her clothes were put on in a hurry and not very neatly, and a large area of ​​pale and transparent skin was exposed on her neck. She was thin and looked frail, as if a gust of wind could take her life.

Snow weighs on the branches, and the delicate flowers shine in the moonlight.

The disciple involuntarily lightened his breath, looked away uncomfortably, and replied, "There was a murder case in the sect, and we were ordered to investigate."

Jin Cancan obediently turned sideways, and asked in a panic, "Is there an assassin?"

"Don't be afraid." He said a few words of comfort for the first time, rummaged around a few times symbolically, and immediately left the golden room.

Her bedding showed obvious signs of having been slept in, and there was a shallow dent on her pillow. There were water stains on the table, on which was placed a half-drunk cup of water and an open book. The candle was half-burned, and the wax had flowed onto the table, forming a pool of solidified marks. It seemed that she had been reading the book for a long time and must not have left the room all night.

Well, it seems like he is a new disciple. With his thin arms and legs, can he even lift a sword, let alone kill someone?

I don’t know if she was frightened... I must ask Senior Brother Ning You later to find out her name.

Jin Cancan: "Do I imitate Fuyao well enough?"

System: [It’s so shocking that even Fuyao herself would be stunned for a moment. ]

Jin Cancan put away that expression, closed the door and windows, lay down on the bed and reviewed his actions recently, making sure that there were no mistakes or omissions before falling into a deep sleep.

The chaos outside has nothing to do with her.

The next morning, the system's reminder sounded: [Congratulations to the host for successfully completing the monthly task. You have successfully consumed 5000 million spiritual stones this month and received the task reward: 5000 points of wealth.]

You bought all the materials so early? I wonder if those two old guys were so excited that they didn't sleep all night.

System: [The system store has met the conditions for advancement to level 3. Do you want to accept the advancement task? ]

Jin Cancan glanced at the experience progress bar in the system store and saw that it had indeed reached the top. He answered without hesitation, "Take it."

System: [The task of upgrading to level 3 lasts for 3 days in total. The host must spend all the spirit stones before midnight every day.]

[The number of spirit stones is not fixed. Starting from the second day, the number of spirit stones that need to be spent each day will be the square of the previous day. ]

[The number of spirit stones required on the first day is 100, on the second day is , on the third day is , and so on. ]

[Host, please arrange your time reasonably to avoid mission failure. 】

Jin Cancan raised his eyebrows slightly. The 100 million spirit stones on the third day were a bit difficult, but not a big problem.

It's not like she's asked to earn 100 million spirit stones. She's good at spending money!