"No thanks. A woman like you is a fertile field plowed by thousands. I'm afraid of catching something unclean."
"And while I pride myself on my medical skills, some diseases are difficult to cure."
Sun Zhe remained vigilant, circling in place as he scanned his surroundings. He said this to provoke the hidden Demoness, hoping to pinpoint her location from the sound of her voice.
"You have a sharp tongue, little one. I just wonder..."
"So that's where you're hiding!"
Before she could finish, Sun Zhe's gaze sharpened. He whirled around and unleashed a sword strike. A brilliant, golden-red sword light tore through the air! It cut down everything in its path, leveling flowers, grass, and trees with effortless ease.
This was the Lingao Swordsmanship, a technique Sun Zhe had picked up in his spare time over the last few days. Although he had only grasped the basics, it was barely enough.
As the sword light carved a path deep into the forest, Sun Zhe heard several shrill screams.
