Feasibility of Mermaids Infiltrating Qilin

The next day, Su Xingze opened his eyes, his bright green eyes sparkling with excitement as he looked at Zhang Shenglin.

"The sword is finished! Little Qilin, my weapon-forging skills suddenly broke through while I was forging the sword, and the final quality of the sword is even better than expected. I'm sure you'll love it!"

Su Xingze was very excited. Zhang Shenglin next to him nodded slightly. No matter the quality of the knife, as long as it was made by the little mermaid, he would like it very much.

Zhang Shenglin, who was sitting next to Su Xingze, had been cultivating with his eyes closed all night. He only went out once during his morning exercise, and spent the rest of the time guarding the little mermaid whose spiritual body had entered the system space.

He didn't mention wanting to see the sword, not because he wasn't interested in the new sword, but because the little mermaid was more important.

As the little merman's contractor, he could check the usage of the learning space and knew that the little merman had activated a hundredfold time flow rate in order to forge the sword.

What was one night for him was nearly two months for the little mermaid. Such a long time would be unbearable, even if he wasn't physically exhausted.

He pulled him by the hand and led him to sit down at the table in the main room. Zhang Shenglin took out the breakfast he had stored in his personal space, supervised the little merman who was exhausted from the night before making him finish it, and then told him to go to bed and rest for a while with a serious expression.

"You don't need to rest anymore. I got some rest last night. We still have to go to town today, and I don't want to waste your time."

With an unknown and powerful drought demon ancestor present, the little Qilin will inevitably face off against him sooner or later. In order to succeed in the final test, the little Qilin must make the most of all its time to strengthen itself.

Zhang Shenglin looked at him quietly: "Your affairs will never be a waste of time."

The clear, unchanging voice, still untouched by puberty, wasn't particularly serious; it was just a casual remark. Yet, Su Xingze felt as if an arrow had struck his heart, leaving him both tender and deeply moved.

Looking at the earnest little Qilin, he was deeply moved and rushed over to hug it, nuzzling it excitedly.

"The little Qilin is indeed the best!"

He knew that Xiao Qilin was actually a person with clear goals and a strong sense of efficiency. Once he had a goal, he would work firmly toward it until he achieved it.

During this period, he was not afraid of trouble, fatigue, pain, or even death.

It's really touching for such a little Qilin to say such things.

Su Xingze wanted to say that he didn't need to rest, but Zhang Shenglin looked at him with disapproval. In the end, he couldn't persuade him, and Su Xingze slept for two hours under his supervision.

Before lying down, Su Xingze took out a knife from his system space.

This knife has a shape reminiscent of both the horizontal sword and the Miao sword, with a streamlined blade. It is 108 cm long overall, with a blade length of 77 cm, a blade width of 3.8 cm, a thickness of 0.6 cm, and weighs 666 catties.

The blade is jet black with silvery-white dragon-shaped forging patterns. The edge is sharp and gleams with a cold light, making it a knife that combines good looks and powerful performance.

Besides this knife, there are two small daggers made from the leftover materials, and their colors and patterns are somewhat similar to the knife.

He shoved the knife into Zhang Shenglin's arms, his eyes crinkling with anticipation.

"Try the knife, see how it is, whether you like it, and whether it's easy to use."

Zhang Shenglin took the knife and tested it briefly. After sheathing the knife, he gently ran his fingertips along the blade, a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

"It's great!"

Su Xingze looked at him with a beaming smile: "Then you should give it a name."

Zhang Shenglin thought about it seriously for a while, then his gaze fell on the little mermaid who was looking at him expectantly. His eyes softened and he said, "Let's call it Star Blade."

"Huh!" A big question mark appeared above Su Xingze's head. "Why is it called this? I thought you would come up with a powerful name!"

However, Xiao Qilin is not an flamboyant person, so it's unlikely that he would actually choose a particularly domineering name.

Zhang Shenglin didn't say anything, and even raised his hand to cover his eyes.

His movement was so sudden that Su Xingze blinked twice reflexively, his fine eyelashes brushing against his palm and causing a slight itch.

"It's time for you to rest."

It's hard to force the little Qilin to say what it doesn't want to say. Su Xingze closed his eyes in frustration, and the person who seemed energetic just now fell asleep in no time.

The process of forging the Star Blade was very demanding, and Su Xingze was indeed exhausted.

When he woke up, it was already noon, the hottest time of day. Not to mention, due to the drought, the temperature here was unusually high.

Su Xingze felt unwell from the heat, so he used the system's temperature measurement function to check his temperature. He stared wide-eyed at the temperature displayed on the system, looking utterly incredulous.

"42 degrees Celsius? Are you serious about that temperature?"

One of them is a merman and the other is a descendant of the Qilin bloodline. Their physical constitutions far surpass those of ordinary people, and their tolerance for extreme temperatures is also stronger than that of ordinary people.

Even they felt somewhat uncomfortable at this temperature, let alone ordinary people.

If the drought demon is not eliminated, the temperature will definitely continue to rise.

Su Xingze did not overlook the martial artists of this world. Judging from that basic body-refining technique, their physique must be far superior to that of ordinary people.

No matter how strong their physique, they couldn't withstand the drought and heat brought by the drought demon. Under this threat, these local cultivators would never allow the drought demon to continue its rampage.

It's more than 30 li from Zhao Family Village to Qinghao Town. In this hot and dry climate, Su Xingze wouldn't be foolish enough to walk that distance.

He chose to fly there with the little Qilin.

The straight-line distance from Zhao Family Village to Qinghao Town is only about 20 miles. Su Xingze used illusion magic to conceal their figures and continued straight ahead.

The environment near Zhao Village is worse than yesterday; the vegetation is withered and the land is cracked. We flew halfway but didn't see even a small pond.

They saw more than a dozen corpses by the roadside, both men and women, including two children. The wounds on their bodies were all caused by the drought demon.

The body was still relatively fresh, so it must have happened in the last few days. Considering the distance, it should be a villager from Zhao Family Village.

Having at least stayed one night in Zhao Family Village and even read some of their books, Su Xingze took the opportunity to collect the bodies of these people after the examination and buried them in the woods by the roadside. He even made a simple tombstone out of dead wood.

After walking another two or three miles, the two saw signs of a fight on the road. The pits did not appear to be naturally formed, and the bloodstains in the soil indicated that a battle had taken place there.

Zhang Shenglin squatted down beside a scorched patch of ground and rubbed the charred objects on the ground with his fingers.

"Someone burned a drought demon here."

On the scorched earth, amidst the fine ash, one or two unburnt black bone fragments can still be found.

"This is a skull fragment. The hardest bone in a person is the skull, and even if one becomes a drought demon, it is obviously no exception."

After killing the drought demon, the people of this world would burn its remains on the spot to prevent future trouble. The drought demon had skin of copper and bones of iron; without flames of sufficient temperature, it would be impossible to burn it to that state.

Zhang Shenglin: "They have mastered the flames used to burn the ashes of the drought demon's corpse."

If it's not ordinary fire, then it must be related to the cultivators of this world.

"Let's keep going and go to Qinghao Town to see just how strong the cultivators in this world are."

This road leads to Sunny Town. Even if someone isn't a local, killing someone in Sunny Town will inevitably lead them through the town.