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In just a few days, Qiao Wan only learned the surface level teachings.
But every day, reciting poems, playing musical instruments, drinking tea, and discussing Confucian classics with Bai Jingmen, life was peaceful. Xiao Boyu did not come to bother them either.
Considering Qiao Wan's focus on studying Confucianism with Bai Jingmen, Liang Yiqing postponed their departure to Kunshan by two days.
But time flew by, and it was time to part ways.
On the night before their departure, Bai Jingmen opened his bookcase and handed Qiao Wan a stack of books. He earnestly said, "If you want to excel in Confucian practices, the most important thing is to read more books."
Confucian practices can be mastered through writing.
The power of the top Confucian scholars' writings is awe-inspiring. Even ordinary Confucian students, by reciting the poems and writing of the great scholars, can draw strength from the "aura" within the writings to defend against enemies.
Therefore, even if you cannot write, you must be able to recite and have a wide range of knowledge. It is a mandatory course for Confucian scholars.
However, the more people who recite a poem, the less aura can be drawn from it. Merely relying on the wisdom of past scholars is not enough.
Qiao Wan thanked Bai Jingmen politely.
Seeing Qiao Wan's behavior, Bai Jingmen felt a sense of goodwill.
After all, there are not many students who diligently do the homework given by their teacher every day.
The next day, Qiao Wan and her companions, Liang Yiqing, Bai Jingmen, Yu Sanniang, and Yao Guang, gathered at the entrance of Youxian Town. Liang Yiqing and the others headed west, while Qiao Wan went south.
Meanwhile, Xie Xingzhi also raised his sword light and headed towards Kunshan.
Once they left Youxian Town, Qiao Wan hurriedly headed south.
Below Youxian Town was a small city called Wangyun City.
As soon as she entered the city, Qiao Wan sensed that something seemed off.
Wasn't that her face posted on the city wall?
Qiao Wan raised her head and took a look.
Indeed, her face was posted on the wall.
Underneath her name on the wanted poster was the bright and shining title of "Qiao Wan".
The Xiao family did not believe the response given by Kunshan and firmly believed that Qiao Wan was still alive.
Everyone had a clear view of the execution on the execution platform, and even Mei Kangping said that Qiao Wan was the Demon Emperor's consort. How could she die so easily? In any case, the matter had already become well-known, and whether she was dead or alive, the Xie family needed to restore their reputation.
Therefore, a very generous reward was offered. Qiao Wan touched her head.
That was 6,000 high-quality spirit stones.
In addition to this reward from the Xiao family, many others also joined in on the bounty.
White Bone Temple, 500 high-quality spirit stones.
"Small Penis Lover", 48,438 low-quality spirit stones.
"One Shot Determines The Universe", 48,438 low-quality spirit stones.
"Empty, Lonely, Cold", 48,438 low-quality spirit stones.
Looking at the list below, the prices were comparable to those in a well-planned market.
Qiao Wan:...
She deeply felt that she was being targeted!
Although the Killer Order was issued, not many people accepted it as no one wanted to provoke the Demon Realm, Kunshan, or the Xiao family.
However, there were still some people willing to take the risk if the money was right.
But Qiao Wan didn't have the most money, several others ranked higher with tens of thousands of high-quality spirit stones.
The number one on the Killer List was a brother with a cold and stern face, slanted ink eyebrows blending into his temples. Half of his hair was braided in a fashionable messy bun, resting diagonally on his left shoulder.
Qiao Wan looked at the column with his name and was slightly shocked.
Demon Emperor Jia Yin?
Price: 50,000 high-quality spirit stones for capture, 30,000 high-quality spirit stones for killing.
Note: Jia Yin, active during the day and hiding at night, loves to hide in rock crevices. If captured alive, the 50,000 high-quality spirit stones will be presented as a thank-you gift, with additional rewards to be negotiated.
Demon Emperor Jia Yin was a true legend in the cultivation world. It was said that in terms of cultivation level, he was equivalent to the later stage of human cultivation after reaching the Nascent Soul stage.
At a young age, he defeated the old Demon Emperor and took over the throne.
The newly appointed Demon Emperor was too young, and there were many powerful demons in the Yao Clan who were plotting against him. As a result, he quickly found himself in tears.
Who could have imagined that this guy was a battle maniac? He had ambitions for the throne and defeated every powerful demon who challenged him.
Not only that, he sincerely welcomed everyone to challenge him.
And so, with his brute strength, Demon Emperor Jia Yin was like a tank, crushing the demon realm and bringing it under control.
After conquering the demon realm, he was still unsatisfied and started venturing outside, fighting every day.
He lived a lively and carefree life.
But before this, the name of Demon Emperor had never appeared on the Killer List.
In the face of absolute power, the Killer List was meaningless.
Qiao Wan paused for a moment, sensing that something big was about to happen.
With a powerful move, she placed Demon Emperor Jia Yin firmly at the top of the Killer List.
The demon realm was about to undergo a major change.
Thinking about her upcoming actions, Qiao Wan felt a bit worried.
Although Ma Dai had advised her against going through the demon realm, she had to do it in order to hide her true identity from the Xiao family.
But the fighting on the surface wouldn't affect the scattered cultivators below.
With this in mind, Qiao Wan silently tightened her mask and decided to travel under the identity of a Confucian scholar.
In a random inn in Wangyun City, Qiao Wan took out the thunder disk that Feng Dai had given her from her storage bag.
The disk was simple and unadorned, with minimalist patterns, fitting perfectly with the style of a physical cultivator.
But she didn't know its specific use until she tried it.
After infusing it with spiritual energy, the disk started to rotate.
Qiao Wan sat on the bed, and suddenly everything went black.
When she opened her eyes again, she was still in the inn, in the same room, but there seemed to be a barrier separating her from the surroundings.
The thunder disk floated above her head, spinning like an electric fan.
With a loud bang, the first thunder struck down.
Qiao Wan trembled in pain, unable to move as her whole body went numb.
Before she could catch her breath, the second thunder emerged from the ground, meeting the thunder from above, attacking her from both sides.
Her heart felt like it was twisted and held tightly, and the lightning followed her blood vessels, flowing into every inch of her body, each electrical surge feeling like a heavy hammer striking her bones.
From her skull to her tailbone.
From head to toe, every part of her body was struck.
Qiao Wan clenched her teeth, her eyes turning red as she endured the pain.
These thunders seemed like just a test, the real challenge was yet to come.
Crackling sounds filled the air as countless thunders and lightning struck all at once.
Qiao Wan was fried to a crisp and finally couldn't endure anymore, falling onto the bed.
After half an incense stick's worth of time, Qiao Wan slowly woke up from the bed, finding the thunder disk by her side.
She took a deep breath, mustering up her courage, and continued to infuse it with spiritual energy.
Life is about working hard and fighting for it!
Boom boom boom!
Qiao Wan sat up straight on the bed, in excruciating pain. Her nails dug deep into the palm of her hand as tears streamed down her face.
She was crying because of the pain.
Her current appearance perfectly depicted the phrase "tears streaming down her face".
But in life, one must stand up after being struck down.
She was determined to punch Lu Pihan with her fists and kick Lone Sword Xie Xingzhi with her feet.
Wiping away her tears, Qiao Wan straightened up and continued to strive.
No wonder no one wanted to practice physical cultivation. If Thunder Body Tempering was already this painful, then Bone Refining must be a terrifying level.
With this thought in mind, Qiao Wan once again fainted from the pain.
So it went, in the repetitive process of being hit, waking up, being hit again, and waking up again, the sun set and night fell in an instant.
Qiao Wan supported herself on the bed and walked with her wobbly legs to light a lamp.
She felt electric currents all over her body. But after being struck by lightning, her muscles and blood seemed to have become stronger.
Picking up a mirror, Qiao Wan looked at the girl in the mirror with her hair standing on end and fell silent.
The next day, when she left Wangyun City, Qiao Wan continued on her journey.
After considering it, she decided to pass through the territory of the demons.
There were fewer people there, and it was faster.
Traveling alone was undoubtedly lonely.
When the night was cold and empty, Qiao Wan would take out her thunder disc and strike herself.
In the darkness, she enjoyed the truly electrifying pleasure.
Fortunately, after being struck by lightning so many times, her "Throw Your Thunder" had become stronger than ever before.
On the road, she encountered foolish bear demons, tiger demons, and wolf demons, and Qiao Wan simply rolled up her sleeves and fought.
As night fell and the stars and moon shone, wolves howled and foxes cried.
The girl sat in the broken temple, holding a bowl of honey.
Beside her, a burly man with a dark face sat on the ground, his bear legs dangling, and his bear paws covering the crescent moon pendant on his chest. His pitch-black eyes stared fixedly at the honey in Qiao Wan's hand.
The bowls of honey were snatched away QAQ
The honey was too sweet, and Qiao Wan lost interest after taking a sip. She casually put it aside and, when she looked up, she met the gaze of the bear demon, with its dark watery eyes, staring at her with a bear-like expression.
Qiao Wan looked away, pretending she hadn't seen anything.
With her energy replenished, it was time to be struck by lightning!
Qiao Wan clenched her fists and took a deep breath, taking out the thunder disc from her pocket.
But just as she was about to strike with the thunder disc, suddenly, a strong wind swept through the broken temple, causing the grass to sway wildly and blowing out the flickering lamp inside the temple.
The bear suddenly shivered and stood up, revealing the crescent moon on its chest, and looked towards the outside of the temple.
It was the presence of a demon.
It seemed that a big demon was approaching.
Having gotten used to demons popping out from anywhere in the demon's territory to eat people, Qiao Wan quickly leaped up from the ground, grabbed the two iron hammers from her pocket, and enlarged them.
Just as she took out her hammer, a powerful force swept through the temple!
Bang!
Before Qiao Wan had a chance to make a move, she was picked up by the heavy hammers, each weighing hundreds of pounds, and flew out like a light wild grass. In an instant, one of the Buddha statues was smashed to pieces.
She fell into a pile of rubble, coughing up blood, feeling as if something in her body had been crushed by that blow.
A person with disheveled hair slowly walked into the temple through the temple door.
The newcomer had a cold and stern face, with dark eyebrows that extended into his temples. Half of his hair was braided into a trendy messy braid, hanging diagonally on his left shoulder.
Qiao Wan widened her eyes.
It felt like her breath had stopped in an instant, and a mouthful of blood was stuck in her throat.
The man, dressed in a black robe with faint silver demon patterns, exuded a wild and arrogant aura. His eyes were icy, and he held a thin silver blade, its surface winding and peculiar. From head to toe, his whole body emitted an aura of long-standing authority.
But more than a king, the man in front of her looked like a warrior god, full of battle spirit and murderous intent.
That was the person she had seen on the Killer List in Wangyun City a few days ago...
Demon Emperor Jia Yin !
The man's next words hit Qiao Wan like a lightning strike.
The man stood with his hands behind his back, the thin little braided strands falling all the way down to his chest. A gust of night wind blew, gently lifting the black and white ends of his hair.
He lowered his eyelids, not looking at anyone in the temple, and his gaze fell lightly on the weeds at the toe of his boots.
"Found it."
In just three words, his tone was like ice.
As soon as the words fell, a powerful force swept through the area!
