Sword cultivators were the mainstream group amongst cultivators. Even in the Demon Sect, the proportion of sword cultivators was extremely high.
However, throughout the lands of Heavenly Earth, only One Sword Mountain and Ten Thousand Swords Mountain, these two great sects, were overpopulated with sword cultivators.
If Lu Xun could one day truly become a great cultivator, then no matter whether it was One Sword Mountain or Ten Thousand Swords Mountain, they would become a ‘swordless mountain’ in front of him!
“Could this be the power of someone with the Natural Sword Constitution?”
No one could obtain an answer for the time being.
However, now, they could be at ease. Lu Xun only went down the wrong path, but it wouldn’t go so far as to lead to Qi Deviation, at least not for now.
Not having to shoulder responsibility for her actions all of a sudden, Cat Southnorth was completely relaxed. Even her cat ears weren’t standing up so straight, her small body even seemed limp.
‘It’s fine so long as I didn’t break Little Junior Brother,’ she thought.
Lu Xun walked to Ji Li’s side, he looked at her right hand and asked, “Does it still hurt?”
“Hurt… what? No, no.” Ji Li followed Lu Xun’s gaze. And at last, she said softly with her head down, “A little.”
Since Lu Xun didn’t have any Spirit Pills or elixirs, he kept staring at Cat Southnorth.
“Alright, alright!” Cat Southnorth took out a pitch-black Spirit Pill from a storage ring and threw it to Ji Li.
After Ji Li consumed it, a warm current flowed within her body. Her right hand stopped hurting all of a sudden, she said promptly, “Thank you Fourth Great Aunt-Master.”
Cat Southnorth didn’t look at her and maintained distance.
Although she looked like a lolita and her temperament was more or less the same as a child, her thoughts were already relatively mature.
She quite expressed her sour mood with regard to her slow growth.
Thus, she maintained an envious attitude towards Ji Li’s figure. Ji Li was so mature at only sixteen years old, why!?
Some people would get carsick, they would be uncomfortable from sitting in a carriage for a long time—she felt she was a little breast-sick[1].
‘I want to grow up quickly…’ Cat Southnorth thought.
It was funny to mention this. A true lolita actually thirsted to grow, but quite a lot of older ladies insisted on acting like a lolita, this world was just that fascinating.
Rear Mountain was a forbidden area for the Demon Sect’s disciples, this was a place where they couldn’t ordinarily set foot in. Since Ji Li’s mission was completed, she couldn’t stay any longer. It was about time she bid farewell.
Lu Xun didn’t keep her here out of courtesy. He was afraid that if he tried to be courteous, Ji Li really wouldn’t go.
Now that the day was gradually getting late, what would she do if she didn’t leave? Spend the night?
This stinking little sister’s evil intentions never died! She was quite single-minded all along, she purely craved Lu Xun’s body!
“Unbearable, unbearable.”
Because Ji Li was the guinea pig that Cat Southnorth caught, naturally, Cat Southnorth was responsible for sending her back.
Before Ji Li left, Lu Xun’s voice sounded out, “Tomorrow is Mid-autumn, come over to eat.”
Ji Li was startled, her body went slightly stiff.
Mid-autumn was originally a day of family reunion, the Demon Sect supported disciples to return to their homes to visit their families. During the past few days, the Demon Sect was a little bit cheerless and cold, many disciples had already returned home.
But, Ji Li’s parents were already dead—her entire family was dead.
If one’s parents were still alive, one could still long for home. However, if one’s parents have passed away, one could only prepare for one’s tomb.
Since she no longer had a home, even if she descended the mountain, she would only be returning to her hometown and not her home.
Once Lu Xun had thought of this, he invited her to come over to eat tomorrow.
Having already been used to the liveliness of the Mid-autumn Festival, if she were to be alone this year, she definitely wouldn’t be accustomed to it.
Ji Li’s right hand, which held onto the Wedding Dress sword, clenched lightly, and then slowly loosened.
She didn’t look at Lu Xun, and with her head down, she agreed in a quiet voice.
And then, she disappeared with Cat Southnorth in the afterglow of the setting sun.
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The sun had set now. Lu Xun walked into the kitchen, he made noodles again.
However, this time, it was beef noodles. The smell alone was quite aromatic.
The aroma alone could rival that of instant noodles, it was clear as to just how aromatic it was!
Although tomorrow was the Mid-Autumn Festival, Sir still didn’t intend on returning to the sect.
Even though it had been some time since Lu Xun came to the Rear Mountain, he still hadn’t seen his own master.
In all actuality, he was quite curious as to exactly how the legendary Sir looked, and what kind of person he was.
“With my abilities of sweet-talking and malicious scheming, Sir would probably like me as a disciple, right?” Lu Xun was quite confident with this.
After he finished eating noodles with Second Senior Sister, Lu Xun returned to the Small Study and locked himself in his room.
He first scrolled through the gaming forum, as usual, entertaining his life through the idiotic netizens. And then, he started to open his own information panel.
He only had a little over 100 points of experience value remaining. It was nothing good to see, so he passed over it after a single glance.
It was rather the prestige value that filled him with enthusiasm. He already broke through the mark of 3,000 and was steadily forging on towards the 5,000 points mission target.
As for the single point of special attribute that could be freely assigned, it made him slightly hesitant.
According to his current development path, he should add it in ‘Sword Dao Aptitude’, but after contemplating it, he decided not to use it for the time being.
Because his ‘Sword Nurturing Technique’ suddenly went off course, this gave him an extremely great sense of insecurity. Just in case this path was a dead end, he could use this special attribute point in other places.
For example, the ‘Rod Dao Aptitude’, or ‘Spear Dao Aptitude’, these were all quite formidable! So formidable that just by looking at it alone, it would make one be unable to close their mouths and their legs, both of these were pretty good choices.
Most importantly, since his direction was decided from the start, it shouldn’t be changed afterward. It had to be taken to the pinnacle—adding a point here and there, it would make this account useless!
‘I’ll observe for a few more days.’ Lu Xun thought. He then complimented himself for being firm and steady.
After closing the information panel, Lu Xun sat cross-legged on his bed and started to cultivate the ‘Qi Devouring Formula.’
Once he started to circulate a large Heavenly Cycle, his entire body started to hurt in pleasure. After then, he happily obtained 20 points of experience value, however, he mainly did it to enjoy the process.
After doing this, he prepared to sleep—it was time to welcome Second Senior Sister’s lashing of love every night.
In less than ten minutes after he closed his eyes, the sword intent was activated.
Just like every time in the past, Lu Xun felt as if he were dreaming, and after he was ‘killed’ by the sword intent, he wouldn’t remember the details of the dream.
However, he noticed that it was hazier before, as if a layer of thick fog pervaded. Now, although it was still hazy, the thick fog seemed to have dispersed a little.
It seemed that after cultivating the ‘Sword Nurturing Technique’, he improved a lot again and quite significantly.
Perhaps, the day when he could honestly ‘clearly see’ the sword intent would be the day he passed the test.
The bright moon hung high in the sky while the fireflies danced freely in the breeze outside the Small Study. Inside the house, Lu Xun was repeatedly roused from sleep. Then, he would fall asleep and then be stirred awake once more, he would continuously repeat this cycle.
However, the frequency was constantly getting lower now. He seemed to be more courageous with each night, he also seemed to last longer with each passing night.
The first time was fast, the second time was slower, something like this was actually quite normal.
When the sun rose, Lu Xun sat by his bed, panting heavily. Weariness was written all over his face, the imagery was quite vivid.
However, he was only mentally weary. His body was still quite healthy right now. In the morning, it was often like ‘the evening tide mixed with the spring rain drives the rapid waters, the boat lays across the river at the ferry crossing in the countryside[2].’
At this very moment, Lu Xun wore a smile on his face.
Because on this night…
…He was only ‘killed’ nine times!
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[1] Sick from looking at breasts, no better way to put it
[2] A line in a poem describing scenery in a sorrowful and solitary manner, but the author uses it to imply wet dreams and nocturnal penile tumescence (morning wood)