The eldest sister just wanted to give up, while the spirit swords vied to recognize her as their mas

Yun Fuzhao felt a chill run down his spine and barely managed to refrain from stabbing the lunatic to death with his sword.

"What are you doing in my room in the middle of the night?!"

Yu Ze took a step forward, exposing most of his face to the moonlight, which made his eyes appear even more deep and dark.

He didn't speak, he just gazed at her silently.

Yun Fuzhao looked him up and down, and seeing that he didn't show any hostility, her heart eased slightly. "The blood on your body..."

She paused for a moment, then asked, "Is it Wu Song's?"

Yu Ze nodded, and only when he saw her slightly furrowed brows did he realize that he smelled strongly of blood on himself.

His long eyelashes fluttered, and he took a half step back.

"You killed him?" Yun Fuzhao pondered in his heart. Wu Song was also an outer disciple, but he was smooth and adept at currying favor with the powerful, and he had often tried to gain attention from the inner disciples.

If he really dies, it will most likely attract the attention of the sect.

Thinking of this, Yun Fuzhao's heart pounded, and a guess came to mind.

Wait a minute, Yu Ze came to her place in the middle of the night, is he trying to drag her into this mess?

It's not surprising that Yun Fuzhao thought that way, after all, Yu Ze is the biggest villain in this story, and he really might do something like that...

Her expression changed repeatedly, and her eyes were filled with resentment as she looked at Yu Ze.

Yu Ze remained calm throughout, standing there like a statue. "I didn't kill him..."

A hint of malice flashed in his eyes. "It's nothing more than making him wish he were dead."

Look at that expression, what else could he be but a villain?

Yun Fuzhao didn't know what he meant by that. What she was more concerned about right now was why Yu Ze had come to find her.

But judging from Yu Ze's expression, he probably wouldn't answer truthfully even if asked. This man is known for his unpredictable moods.

The two stared at each other for a while. The atmosphere was quiet, with only the occasional chirping of insects coming from outside the window.

Yun Fuzhao was getting annoyed. "Are you leaving or not? Is it proper for a grown man like you to stay in my room all this time?"

“Yun Fuzhao…”

He suddenly called out in a low voice.

Yu Ze's voice sounded particularly hoarse and sticky in the quiet night, with a touch of youthful naiveté.

Yun Fuzhao got goosebumps on her arms; she admitted she was somewhat attracted to pleasant voices. She had listened to many radio dramas before, and always had a soft spot for those with beautiful voices.

With his initial resentment reduced by half, Yun Fuzhao shuddered, "What?"

"Are you afraid of me?"

The step he took just now completely enveloped him in shadow, making it impossible for Yun Fuzhao to see his expression. She could only feel his undeniable gaze fixed intently on her.

Is this person crazy? His inhuman appearance would scare anyone, right?

But a heavy drowsiness washed over her, and Yun Fuzhao was too lazy to argue with him. "I'm scared, so what? Kill me?"

Yu Ze: "..."

Yun Fuzhao waved his hand impatiently, "Hurry up and go, I have things to do tomorrow, I don't have time to chat with you."

He remained unmoved.

Yun Fuzhao lost her temper and unceremoniously pushed him out, saying, "We can talk about it tomorrow."

A tingling, electric-like sensation ran down Yu Ze's spine where she touched him. Yu Ze was stunned and pushed out the door without any resistance.

The wooden door slammed shut in front of him with a bang.

Yu Ze stood quietly for a while, the fragrance of camellias lingering in his nose was blown away by the cold wind outside, and the smell of blood returned.

A sudden surge of anger rose within him, and Yu Ze quickly left her residence.

As Yun Fuzhao yawned, he fell onto the bed. In the last second before he drifted off to sleep, he thought: Yu Ze is too thin. It's hard to push him.

The next day, Yun Fuzhao got up very early.

Since she transmigrated here, she hasn't had a single day of sleeping in.

It wasn't that she didn't want to, but the circumstances didn't allow it.

From the moment she became an outer disciple, she had to get up at dawn every day to practice sword techniques.

This sword move is something every disciple of the Boundless Sword Sect must learn. In form, it is no different from radio calisthenics. It is not very lethal, but it is extremely entertaining.

To be honest, she hasn't even started practicing the Void Dragon Roar Sword Technique that Ziqian rewarded her with.

Currently, only the Xuantian Sect possesses this sword technique in the entire cultivation world. In order to recruit outstanding sword cultivators, the Xuantian Sect has even declared that anyone who can become the sect leader's personal disciple can cultivate this sword technique.

Many sword cultivators risked their lives to join the Xuan Tian Sect because of the sword technique left behind by the Sword Master.

That was just a fragment, yet it attracted so many sword cultivators.

Yun Fuzhao didn't even dare to imagine how many people would be jealous and try to harm her if her entire scroll were leaked. If that happened, the Boundless Sword Sect wouldn't be able to protect her.

It's terrifying to even think about.

Her current strength is not enough to face so many unknown risks, so it's best for her to keep a low profile.

Training ended early today, and Yun Fuzhao, having collected Wuji, immediately prepared to descend the mountain.

Without noticing, I bumped into someone.

She looked up and, good heavens, wasn't that Wu Song?

In the past, he would have already started cursing, but today he was unusually quiet and even apologized to her.

His face was pale, and he walked unsteadily. He looked as if he had been possessed.

It was most likely written by Yu Ze.

Yun Fuzhao carefully recalled the novel's plot. After Yu Ze became the Demon Lord, he rarely took action himself. With a wave of his hand, countless demons would fight for him.

She didn't know what methods he used.

However, that's none of her business. Her immediate priority is to head to the human realm to participate in the underground exchange.

That's right, this involves transactions between the five realms being set up in the black market of the human realm, requiring a special token to enter.

Speaking of this, Yun Fuzhao felt heartbroken.

It cost her 100 points to redeem this token.

The tokens issued by underground exchanges are limited and are generally only given to the wealthy and powerful. Moreover, the entrance is heavily guarded, so it is impossible for Yun Fuzhao to sneak in.

I had no choice but to reluctantly purchase the token from the system.

Near the black market, they sold all sorts of things. Drawing on her years of experience reading novels, she bought a mask and a cloak there.

Following the system's instructions, Yun Fuzhao arrived at a casino, a place filled with smoky, foul-smelling smoke.

A large group of men were gathered around the square table, their faces flushed and shouting loudly, as noisy as cicadas chirping incessantly in the sweltering heat.

The waiter discreetly observed her attire before quickly approaching her. "What would you like to play, sir? Dice or cockfighting?"

Yun Fuzhao glanced at him and said indifferently, "Let me meet your family."

The token in his sleeve flashed by.

The waiter understood and said warmly, "This way, sir."

Yun Fuzhao followed him through many twists and turns until they arrived at a hidden door where two men dressed in black robes stood.

They wore white masks and their bodies were covered by huge cloaks.

Yun Fuzhao could not sense their cultivation levels, which meant that their strength was far above hers.