Chapter 56 - 50: I Am He Shuangying
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Chu Lingzhu stared at Jiang Mu as if he were a pervert.
’This guy...’
’His tastes are a little too... unique, aren’t they?’
Hearing her name called, the "woman" named Wang Gang seemed unsurprised and stepped forward shyly.
After all, he had seen plenty of clients with this particular taste.
The other girls, not having been chosen, all looked resentful and retreated, muttering under their breath.
When the madam saw that Jiang Mu had only picked one, she looked a little disappointed.
"Young Master Jiang, you’re only taking this one?"
"This one is the best. You’re not needed anymore. Get out."
Jiang Mu waved his hand dismissively.
The madam had no choice but to leave. "Well then, Young Master Jiang, enjoy yourself."
Seeing that Jiang Mu really seemed to be getting down to "business," Chu Lingzhu lost her nerve and whispered, "W-Well, I’ll be leaving then..."
"Too late."
Before the words had even left his mouth, Jiang Mu suddenly shoved her aside. At the same time, the long saber at his waist rang out as it left its sheath, slashing straight for Wang Gang’s face!
Wang Gang, who had been about to disrobe, felt his pupils shrink.
It tapped its toes and its body slid backward like a fish, narrowly avoiding the blade’s edge.
Two long, slender, curved blades, shaped like fish fins, suddenly slipped out from its sleeves.
CLANG!
The saber and the fin-blades clashed, sending sparks flying.
Wang Gang’s delicate expression vanished, replaced by a ferocious, demonic aura in its eyes. "Who told you I was a demon?!"
It finally understood. This man had come specifically for it.
’Someone must have betrayed me.’
’Could it have been one of the clients? Did they notice something was off?’
’Impossible... My special skills are far superior to those of the common whores in this house. I’m a master of all the arts—playing instruments, singing, you name it.’
’I even have my unique "bubble-spitting" specialty.’
’How could those men bear to report me to the authorities?’
Jiang Mu shook his numb wrist, inwardly shocked.
’It’s clearly only at Tier Three Great Perfection, yet its body is tougher than the Fourth Realm Snake Demon handmaiden’s. It must have some kind of protective treasure on it.’
He stepped forward, his saber a renewed storm of strikes that rained down on his opponent.
The fish demon’s face twisted into a snarl as it suddenly opened its mouth and spat!
PFFT—
A stream of rainbow-colored bubbles spewed from its mouth.
These bubbles looked light and airy, but they were incredibly tough, extremely sticky, and elastic.
Jiang Mu slashed his saber at a bubble.
It didn’t burst as he expected. Instead, it was like striking a cotton ball soaked in oil; most of the force was instantly dissipated.
Worse, shimmering lights swirled within the bubbles, distorting his vision.
"What the hell is this stuff?"
Jiang Mu’s brow furrowed.
Seizing the moment his assault slowed, the fish demon twisted its body and shot toward the second floor, trying to use its familiarity with the terrain to escape.
’This Cultivator’s saber is too vicious. If this goes on, I’ll definitely die.’
However, just as it vaulted over the railing, its vision blurred.
Jiang Mu’s figure had appeared out of thin air in the second-floor hallway, blocking its path.
It turned out that during their exchange, Jiang Mu had used his footwork to toss an Instant Teleportation anchor to the second floor.
’So fast?’
The fish demon was horrified and instinctively prepared to spit more bubbles.
But then it saw Jiang Mu suddenly sheathe his saber.
"I’m done wasting time on you."
The fish demon: ?
The next instant, Jiang Mu drew his saber again—
Heaven-Breaking Slash!
A crimson glow erupted from the blade’s tip, coalescing into a streak of red light.
PFFT—
The fish demon, as if struck by a heavy hammer, spewed a mouthful of blood and crashed from mid-air back onto the first floor, unable to get up.
Jiang Mu leaped down, saber in hand, and walked up to it.
By now, the fish demon could no longer maintain its human form. Its head had transformed into a blackish-green fish head, its mouth still opening and closing as it gasped for air.
"Spare... spare me, Sir..."
"I’m better at serving people than those women... I can do anything. I can play instruments, sing... I can even spit bubbles..."
Jiang Mu’s expression was cold. "Name your accomplices, and I’ll spare you."
The fish demon had a mournful look on its face.
"I don’t have any accomplices. I’m just a minor demon, trying to make a living here. I’ve never harmed anyone, I’m a good demon..."
"I don’t believe you haven’t harmed anyone." Jiang Mu shook his head.
The fish demon’s eyes darted away. For some reason, it suddenly put on that pitiful, delicate act again and said in a strained, high-pitched voice:
"In your eyes, am I a very, very naughty little fishy?"
’What the fuck!’
Jiang Mu, who had originally planned to interrogate it further, simply brought his saber down.
And made a plate of chopped pepper fish head.
His opponent had truly become a dead fish.
Under the table, Chu Lingzhu’s pretty face was pale as a sheet. She covered her mouth, not daring to make a sound.
Seeing that the Demon was dead, she tremblingly peeked her head out. "Is... is it dead?"
Jiang Mu ignored her. He cut open the fish’s belly, took out the Demon Pill, and absorbed the Demonic Qi from within.
Then, near the fish’s gills, he found a thumb-sized, soft and bouncy, transparent pearl.
"A Magical Treasure?"
Jiang Mu tried infusing a trace of Demonic Qi into it.
BUZZ!
The pearl quickly softened and then attached itself next to his Demon Slot.
Immediately after, the pearl spat out two transparent bubbles that enveloped Shadow Number One and Shadow Number Two respectively.
The Demon Shadows immediately began to float, swaying gently like reflections in water.
"This is..."
An idea struck Jiang Mu, and he tried taking a few steps to the side.
The two bubbles followed his movements, constantly floating within three feet of him, like his very own shadow.
"What a great find!"
Jiang Mu was overjoyed.
’This is basically a super patch for my AFK-leveling Divine Artifact.’
Previously, although he could summon Demon Shadows to train for him, it was stationary AFK-training. If his main body moved out of a certain range, the Demon Shadows would dissipate, and he’d have to summon them again.
Not only was it a hassle, but it also meant he couldn’t cultivate while on the move.
But with these "personal bubbles," his Demon Shadows could follow him and cultivate 24/7!
His efficiency would be massively boosted.
Of course, maintaining the bubbles would obviously consume Demonic Qi, which would be a test for his Demon Slot’s reserves.
’I’ll need to slay more demons to "recharge"...’
As Jiang Mu was pondering this, he felt a tug on his sleeve.
Chu Lingzhu’s face was still pale as she asked timidly, "Are... are you okay?"
"Let’s go. On to the next den."
In high spirits, Jiang Mu shouted to Daxie and Xiao Kui, who were standing guard upstairs and outside protecting the others.
"Daxie, Xiao Kui, clean up the scene. Get ready to leave the city!"
"Hey, pay attention to me!"
Seeing the man completely ignore her, Chu Lingzhu felt very wronged.
It used to be her who ignored this wastrel, but now the tables had turned, and she was the one getting the cold shoulder.
Just then, the light at the entrance dimmed.
A figure in green robes stepped into the hall.
The newcomer was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with a longsword on his back.
He was startled for a moment upon seeing the fish demon’s corpse on the ground, then sighed with regret. "A pity... I was a step too late."
Jiang Mu narrowed his eyes slightly.
He could feel a powerful pressure emanating from this man.
This kind of oppressive feeling was something he had only ever felt from masters like Ran Qingshan.
’But this person’s aura is clearly only at the Fourth Realm...’
’A proper Star Official!’
The thought suddenly flashed through Jiang Mu’s mind.
The green-robed man looked at Jiang Mu and cupped his fist. "Excuse me, sir, was this demon slain by you?"
"Yes."
Jiang Mu said coolly, "Is there a problem?"
The man replied, "This demon stole a Magical Treasure from my sect. Sir, would it be possible to return it? I will be sure to reward you handsomely."
’What an act.’
’He could have come at any time, but he just had to show up right now.’
’He’s doing this on purpose, isn’t he?’
Jiang Mu’s expression didn’t change. "And you are?"
The man smiled faintly and cupped his fist again. "I am He Shuangying of the Divine Sword Sect."
He Shuangying?!
’Isn’t this the thief who stole my official post?’