Although the little apprentice sister is weak, she can fight

It hurts your self-esteem so much!

After Shen Qiao left, Zhang Qiuming was so angry that he wanted to cry but had no tears. He was like an autistic person, holding onto the tree trunk and "banging his head against the tree" again and again to reflect on his mistakes.

"It was broken in one move... It was broken in one move... I've been practicing for ten years... It was broken???"

Seeing the resentment that was about to overflow, the others hesitated to speak, but one of them cleverly found another topic to try to ease the situation:

"Forget it, Senior Brother. You are the first person who can make Fellow Daoist Shen draw his sword."

"That's right, it's thanks to our senior brother that we can see Fellow Daoist Shen's sword!"

Yes...Shen Qiao just drew his sword!

As soon as Zhang Qiuming stopped moving, he felt much better.

I heard before that this "little sword god" always used a three-foot-long wooden stick when fighting with others, and I have never heard her draw her sword against anyone.

So... he's the first?!

Zhang Qiuming got so excited that he hit his head against the tree in front of him, which required only one person to hug, with a loud bang, and broke it.

Just like that... it's broken?

The people who were traveling with them looked at the tree that fell to the ground with a loud bang and moved their throats in shock.

"I've decided! I'll go back and train him for another ten years!" Zhang Qiuming looked at the mountain road leading to Tianxing Sect with high morale and shouted, "Shen Qiao! Wait for me for ten years! Ten years later! I'll come and fight you again!"

Shen Qiao, who was walking back slowly, stopped, smiled and shook his head after hearing this.

Ten years from now? Not impossible, but you won’t be the only one making progress.

This morning, when Zhang Wan was sweeping the floor with the broom that she often used to fight with others, the broom handle suddenly broke without any warning. At that time, Shen Qiao felt that this might be a sign of something.

As expected, Zhang Qiuming came to ask for a fight and also reminded her that the ten-year deadline had expired.

"My lord."

Zui Bugui transformed into a spirit and followed Shen Qiao half a step behind.

"You just held back."

Shen Qiao smiled, "Not satisfied?"

Zui Bugui nodded honestly.

This is not the first time Shen Qiao has used him in actual combat.

Over the past ten years, she'd lost count of how many times she'd clashed with Wang You, but...what was Wang You's identity? Once, Shen Qiao, cornered, teamed up with Chi Musheng, who had temporarily regained his physical form, to fight him. The two of them nearly collapsed the Budu Cliff before Wang You was able to retrieve his Wu Jin spirit to aid him.

Zui Bugui was used to Shen Qiao always trying his best, so he was obviously a little uncomfortable with the sudden relaxation.

"Don't worry, there will be plenty of opportunities to take action later." Shen Qiao said meaningfully.

"Now the time has come, and it's time to finish what happened before."

A while ago, news came from Immortal Venerable Queyue that about a month ago, someone saw "her" in a small desert town in the north. She seemed to have settled there and got along well with the locals.

The northern desert.

The small tribes over there live in groups, are a mixed bunch, and are very xenophobic. Although no one knows how she settled down there, it is definitely not a coincidence that the news was revealed at this time.

"She" wanted Shen Qiao to find her himself.

But it’s better this way, so she doesn’t have to bother looking for her anymore.

"My Lord." Zui Bugui suddenly spoke.

"I just received a message from Wu Jin. Your master wants you to go directly to him after the battle."

Isn't he usually marking that booklet at this time? Why did he suddenly want to look for her?

Shen Qiao nodded, "I understand, let's go."

After returning from the top of the mountain, as soon as she landed, she saw Zhang Wan had packed a small bag and was sitting at the small stone table in front of Fuying Building waiting.

Seeing Shen Qiao coming back, Zhang Wan stood up immediately and said nervously, "I, I want to go too."

"Back then, I also learned some soul transfer techniques from her. It would be useful if you take me with you."

Hearing her bring it up, Shen Qiao was stunned for a moment, but then felt a little surprised.

Zhang Wan has been following her since the incident at Wanshou Mountain thirteen years ago. When Shen Qiao came back from the Demon Realm with his sea of ​​consciousness damaged, she left the world herself in order not to burden Shen Qiao. Wu Jin found her a piece of spiritual wood to attach to, allowing her to transform into a physical form.

In fact, her soul has been almost nurtured, but she has not reincarnated because of her obsession. Wang You knew her situation, but he was not in a hurry to take her in, which was considered as giving her a break.

"Have you thought it through?" Shen Qiao pressed. "You've seen her soul skills before. If she targets you again..."

"I'm not afraid!" Zhang Wan said excitedly, looking at Shen Qiao firmly. "I've long since stopped fearing death. Please let me go with you. I'll take care of myself and won't hold you back."

After living together for a few years, Zhang Wan has become more open-minded. The little girl was not very old when she died. She was immersed in hatred and always had a bit of resentment in her body. Now that the storm has passed, she feels a lot more refreshed.

"Okay." Shen Qiao agreed.

Zhang Wan finally breathed a sigh of relief when Shen Qiao agreed. She looked at Shen Qiao and smiled sincerely, "Thank you."

"Are you done talking?"

As soon as the two of them finished, Wang You's voice transmission reached Shen Qiao's mind.

"I'll go in first." Shen Qiao thought for a moment before entering and added, "If you don't want to deal with people on the way, just attach yourself to that piece of spiritual wood and I'll take you with me. The spiritual energy in the human world is not as strong as here, and that wood can warm your soul and body."

Zhang Wan nodded, "Yes! I understand!"

After entering the building, Shen Qiao went straight upstairs as if he was familiar with the route. Wang You was still sitting at the table, marking in his booklet as before.

Shen Qiao didn't bother to be polite. He sat across from him, rolled up his sleeves, and poured himself a glass of water. "I was just about to go down the mountain when Wanwan found out. Did you tell her?"

"The ten-year deadline is up. If you can be patient and stay for one more day, the sun will rise from the west." Wang You said without raising his head.

"Let her follow me. I'll let her stay in the world for another year or two at most. If she can figure it out on her own and decide to go to the underworld, that would be best."

Shen Qiao took a sip of cold water and held it in his mouth for a while, then swallowed it after he finished speaking. "Okay. But you didn't call me here just to talk about this, did you?"

"I'll go with you when you go down the mountain this time."

"Ha...why are you joining in on this fun?"

"It's not just because of you." Wang You put down her pen and casually glanced at the half-empty bottle of cold water in front of her.

"Before, I was in the world of the living and it wasn't appropriate for me to carry the bad luck book, so I asked the old god to keep it for me for a while. Later, he told me that during my absence, many names had been missing from the book of life and death. I suspect this is also related to 'her'."

Shen Qiao nodded in understanding.

Is it shameful to have your name written on the Book of Life and Death? That sounds like a pretty big problem.