87: Chapter 87 The Incompetent Wife (Part 1)

The clamor was comparable to the day the citizens of Donglai Prefecture demanded the execution of Cang Mingyue.

Under such circumstances, how could Ye Jingjun possibly focus on her cultivation?

She picked up the su chen sword and ran out.

After asking some of the commoners, she finally learned what happened.

A mad dog demon had appeared within the city of Donglai Prefecture.

Its eyes were blood-red, and it bit everyone it saw, its ferocity fully unleashed.

In particular, a government official claimed that he had actually been bitten by that large mad dog.

To prevent the commoners from doubting him, he even went out of his way to loosen his official robes, showing them the bloody, mangled wound on his forearm.

That official was also a second-tier martial artist.

If even someone considered an "expert" in the eyes of ordinary people could be injured by that demon dog, the commoners were even more terrified.

Some even put up high bounties, offering rewards for experts to eliminate that mad dog.

The few people whose views on the demon race had just slightly improved immediately fell silent, and some even suffered accusations from those around them.

Listening to the chatter of the people outside the sword, Su Chen's heart gradually sank.

Without needing to guess, he knew exactly who the "large mad dog" these people were talking about was.

It must be the old dog named "Dahei" that had previously been enlightened by Cang Mingyue and had returned to its master's home.

After being enlightened by the Mermaid Maiden, the old dog possessed a clear mind and could not possibly have become a true mad dog.

Based on the previous situation, it would never dare to disobey its master's wishes, let alone bite people on sight.

Recalling that the little boy in the old dog's master's family had also contracted the plague and had taken medicine provided by the government.

There was only one possibility for why it would bite people.

"Ye Jingjun, ask them where that mad dog is; let's go and take a look."

"This matter seems a bit suspicious."

Ye Jingjun's heart stirred.

She could clearly feel the su chen sword in her hand vibrating continuously and rhythmically.

Beneath the vibrations, she was actually able to hear Su Chen's voice.

This was the first time Su Chen had communicated with her as a sword soul, and she couldn't help but feel a little excited.

"Received, Master Su!"

West of the city, in the slums.

With the su chen sword at her waist, Ye Jingjun quickly and quietly slipped through the silent alleyways.

The Female Sword Immortal held her breath and focused, sensing the surrounding aura.

Suddenly.

From deep within the alley ahead came the sound of fierce barking and fighting, mingled with a child's weak crying and a low, vicious male voice shouting.

Ye Jingjun felt her heart tighten.

She gripped the su chen sword tighter and dashed toward the source of the sound.

In the depths of the alley where the moonlight could not reach, she saw a person wearing a wide black robe, their face hidden in the shadows of a hood.

They were roughly grabbing the arm of a little boy, about five or six years old, whose body was covered in dull scales and who was on the verge of death.

That child was the critically ill only son of "Dahei's" original master.

Beside them, the old dog Dahei, rumored to have "gone mad," was biting onto the Man in Black Robe's pant leg with all its might, a threatening low growl emanating from its throat.

Its body was covered in wounds and dripping with blood, yet it refused to let go no matter what.

Its eyes were not the blood-red color described in the rumors, but were instead filled with anxiety.

A faint fluctuation of spiritual power radiated from the Man in Black Robe.

It was clear that he was also a martial artist.

And his rank was not low.

At least, not one that this old demon dog could compare to.

Yet it still bit onto the Man in Black Robe with all its might.

Seeing that the pant leg was difficult to hold onto, it suddenly lunged, tearing at the man's clothes.

"You beast!"

The man was startled, but his clothes were torn open by the old dog.

On the man's clothing, a mark belonging exclusively to the government was revealed.

The Man in Black Robe gave an impatient low shout, suddenly raised his foot, and a burst of dark, heavy force erupted, kicking Dahei hard in the chest and abdomen.

"Awoo—!"

Dahei let out a shrill, miserable howl, its gaunt body kicked away like a ragdoll, smashing heavily against the mottled wall with a dull thud.

Seeing that the child was about to be taken away by the Man in Black Robe.

"Save him, if you don't act now, it will be too late!"

Su Chen's deep voice rang in Ye Jingjun's ears.

Ye Jingjun did not hesitate in the slightest; she let out a clear shout and shot forward like lightning.

Although she was only fourth-tier, with her Heartless Sword intent pushed to the limit, her speed was astonishing.

A flash of sword light pierced directly toward the arm the Man in Black Robe was using to grab the child, intending to force him to let go.

The Man in Black Robe clearly had not expected anyone to be nearby, nor had he expected the attack to come so quickly and fiercely.

In his haste, he had to let go to defend himself, a poisoned short blade sliding from his sleeve to parry Ye Jingjun's sword edge.

"Clang!"

Sparks flew everywhere.

Ye Jingjun felt a cold, sinister force travel along the sword, numbing her arm and causing her blood to churn; she retreated several steps before steadying herself.

That Man in Black Robe's cultivation was far above hers; he was at least fifth-tier.

"Master Su, help me."

Su Chen, inside the sword, gritted his teeth.

He was just a sword soul.

If he could take human form, to be honest, this fifth-tier Man in Black Robe would be unlikely to be his match.

But the time he had for his human form had already been used up when he was teaching the two maidens in the early hours of the morning.

Right now, it was still on cooldown and could not be used.

Watching as the Man in Black Robe recovered and prepared to escape with the little boy.

Su Chen was just about to lend some of his power to Ye Jingjun to let her stop that man.

Suddenly.

A familiar blue skirt appeared before the man in black.

A pair of slender, jade-like hands reached out from beneath the skirt.

"Noisy."

Before the words had even faded, that azure figure instantly cut into the battlefield.

Her face was covered by a veil, making it impossible to see her true appearance.

One could only judge from the soft voice, slender waist, and azure skirt that this was a young woman.

Others might not be able to tell, but how could Su Chen not?

Wasn't this Cang Mingyue?

How did she find her way here?

At this moment, she was like a different person compared to her usual ethereal and gentle image.

Her aura surged powerfully, and she had actually firmly broken through the fifth-tier barrier.

She had even gained a clear advantage over Ye Jingjun.

It seemed that during this time, the Mermaid Maiden's gains were no less than Ye Jingjun's.

She didn't even spare Ye Jingjun a second glance.

Her jade hand reached out, and with lightning speed, she directly "seized" the su chen sword that Ye Jingjun was gripping tightly.

"Lending me the sword for a moment!"

As a member of the Merfolk Clan, her own water-based attack methods were, after all, still on the weaker side.

Facing an opponent of the same rank, it was safer to use the su chen sword and the sword techniques Su Chen had taught her.

Ye Jingjun felt her hand lighten, and just as she was about to exclaim, she saw Cang Mingyue flick her wrist, and the su chen sword emitted an unprecedented sword hum.

A blue sword beam, extremely concentrated and containing immense water spiritual power, slashed directly at the Man in Black Robe like a raging tide.

This sword strike had none of the flashy, gaudy moves that human sword cultivators were good at.

It possessed only the purest numerical beauty unique to demon cultivators.

The Man in Black Robe clearly had not expected a sudden interference, nor had he expected this seemingly delicate blue-haired woman to be so terrifyingly powerful.

He hurriedly swung his blade to parry, but was blasted backward along with his blade by the sword light, smashing heavily against the wall.

The black robe shattered, revealing a face twisted in terror.

He then breathed his last and died.