Cultivating In Secret Beside A Demoness

Chapter 1913: 1506 special channel Mother-in-law's Questioning Chapter 1913: 1506 special channel Mother-in-law's Questioning Jiang Hao followed his captain to a Martial Arts Training Field where many magical treasures were arranged.

Swords, spears, halberds, hammers, bows, and so on.

“Choose a saber.” The captain smiled at Jiang Hao and said, “Your saber has already cracked.”

Jiang Hao nodded and casually picked up a saber.

Then he looked at the captain.

“Let's start by looking at the fourth form of the Heavenly Blade.” The captain handed a book to Jiang Hao and continued:

“The fourth form of the Heavenly Blade is named 'No Regrets', when the saber is drawn, it's with no regrets, even in death.

“When this saber strike is executed, either you die or your enemies perish.

“So unless absolutely necessary, do not unleash it with all your strength.

“Of course, if your spiritual essence is pure enough, this strike will be infinitely empowered by you.

“At the heart of this saber strike is belief.”

Upon saying this, the captain gripped lightly, the saber in his hand was pronounced: “Watch carefully, I'll let you feel the meaning of this strike.”

Then Jiang Hao saw the other party slashing towards him.

In an instant, he felt as if all was annihilated, the opponent's saber was like a blaze, burning away all darkness and thorns in its path.

It aimed to destroy all obstacles blocking his way.

Even if it means death and the obliteration of his way, he harbors no regrets.

The presence was brisk and vanished just as quickly.

The imposing aura of the captain also dispersed.

He reverted to his usual elder-like demeanor.

“Did you feel it?” he asked.

Jiang Hao nodded.

Indeed, he had felt it.

But he just needs to learn step by step.

Making them think he has mastered it.

Afterwards, Jiang Hao's life became regular.

Sometimes resting, sometimes following Heavenly Note Sect outside.

Every time the other party went out, they would make a trip to that inn.

Listening to storytellers narrate love stories.

But it was not always he and that woman following; another group was with them.

Changing occasionally.

Of course, every time he would spar with Heavenly Note Sect.

Her speed in cultivation was also increasingly fast.

Her understanding of the Heavenly Blade far exceeded that of ordinary people.

Heavenly Note Sect, now in her coming of age, was already considered a young lady.

Still laughing heartily every day, mischievous and willful.

Often acting coy.

But of course, once she held a saber, she became domineering.

Jiang Hao also felt the pressure when sparring with her.

Boom!

Jiang Hao was forced back a distance.

Heavenly Note Sect, tying her hair in a high ponytail, casually sheathed her saber, her expression proud:

“You are getting weaker.”

“It's the Princess getting stronger,” replied a female teammate nearby.

She looked at Heavenly Note Sect with gleaming eyes.

In her view, dying for such a person as the Princess was an honorable thing.

Jiang Hao remained silent as usual.

Even though the State Preceptor had told him to speak up years ago,

He still had not spoken.

In this era for five years, he had not said a single word.

Since he couldn't come into contact with anything else, he also didn't understand what stage Helpless Heaven was at.

But from Heavenly Note Sect's age, he inferred that the Naihe Heaven Era was still far from ending.

“Tomorrow is the Dynasty's celebration, will you be attending?” Heavenly Note Sect looked at Jiang Hao and the others.

“We'll follow the arrangements,” the woman spoke.

Heavenly Note Sect nodded, then said:

“Go back then.”

“Is the Princess not going to listen to the stories today?” the woman asked.

“No,” Heavenly Note Sect shook her head, looking up at a forty-five-degree angle: “I'm not a child in my teens anymore.”

Jiang Hao remained silent; it was because the storyteller no longer spoke of love, but legends of geniuses.

It had nothing to do with age.

Returning to the capital, some attendants took Heavenly Note Sect away, and Jiang Hao went back to his residence.

However, it wasn't long before hearing that the State Preceptor would be coming.

Soon, the remaining death warriors gathered in the square.

It didn't take long before they saw a woman in a Daoist Robe approaching.

She was as youthfully ageless as ever, with time leaving no marks upon her.

The State Preceptor looked at the twenty-some people: “Is this all that's left in this courtyard?”

“Yes, twenty-six people,” the captain nodded.

“Tomorrow's celebration, to be on the safe side, you need to be in various professions, scattered across the place, keeping an eye on the surroundings.

“If there is any disturbance, you can take action,” the State Preceptor said.

While saying this, the State Preceptor took out some chess pieces, then tossed them high into the air: “One for each person, choose your professional position.”

As the sound fell, everyone moved.

In an instant, each person had obtained a chess piece.

Jiang Hao did the same.

Then he looked at the chess piece, which bore two words: “Demi Immortal.”

The State Preceptor looked at everyone and smiled: “Confirm your positions tonight, tomorrow you must fully play your roles, without giving yourselves away.”

Jiang Hao kept silent, himself playing a Demi Immortal?

Demi Immortals were fortune tellers.

What should he do?

He wasn't supposed to speak, although speaking wouldn't matter.

But he didn't plan to speak.

That was to maintain his own setting.

“Tian Liu stay, the rest of you disperse,” the State Preceptor said.

The others did not ask further and promptly vanished.

Jiang Hao was baffled inside, why was she asking for him?

Soon, only Jiang Hao and the State Preceptor were left on the field.

The State Preceptor circled Jiang Hao several times and said: “Tian Liu, I picked you up, I trust you.

“And I also understand you.”

Jiang Hao remained silent, not sure what she meant.

Had she discovered something?

Or was she trying to test him?

But he wouldn't speak, continuing to be mute.

Being mute had its advantages; that is, not having to answer any questions.

“You used to talk to me, what happened recently? Why are you not saying anything at all?” the State Preceptor stood in front of Jiang Hao and asked.

To this, Jiang Hao's eyes showed no trace of emotion.

That statement by the other party was deception.

He never spoke.

It was the same now, as it had been before.