Chapter 492 - 310 Investiture of the Gods

"This time, I almost met my end, but thanks to Senior Sister’s timely rescue, these elixir pills and spirit stones were collected by everyone, please accept them with a smile."

"Damn bastard, seeking pleasure everywhere..."

"Uh, Senior Sister, did I say something wrong?"

"Ah, ah, no, I wasn’t referring to you... there’s no need, as fellow Mystic Sect disciples, it’s something we should do when venturing out for training."

Jian Jia also came to her senses and quickly apologized to her Mystic Sect brothers and sisters. Despite several refusals, she still accepted the gifts from those Golden Core Disciples.

Well, Tie Dan was disguised as a member of the Demon Sect, so of course, after doing some killing and showboating, he just fled.

Jian Jia couldn’t catch up to him and hadn’t had the chance to ask who the naked woman in his arms was. She had to first release the disciples bound by the Binding Immortal Rope, and then they all fought their way out of Ye Capital together, until they got outside the city where they could catch their breath and then rested, thanking the gifts received.

After all, they were all Mystic Sect disciples, and everyone understood well.

The person before was so powerful, able to take out Divination Transformation Ancestors with two strokes, yet had just stood by without intervening when they were being beaten—only to emerge to save the day when Senior Sister Shen was in danger. It was clear to them that he was there to protect Senior Sister Shen’s Immortal Fate, that he came specifically to save her while merely helping the others as a side note.

Hence, the previous cultivators who wanted to connect with Jian Jia adjusted their stance, pooled together the elixir pills and spirit stones, and ended this karma.

Joking aside, can you withstand those two strokes? If not, then don’t try to steal someone else’s woman.

Of course, Jian Jia didn’t notice these disciples’ little schemes; her thoughts were entirely occupied by that damn bastard.

After all, during the assassination turmoil at Yan Zhi Mountain, when she was near death, being saved by the damn bastard risking his life was something she certainly remembered.

Although she was drifting in and out of consciousness and couldn’t recall the details clearly, she recognized that face and knew clearly that if it weren’t for Tie Dan, she would have perished in that ice and snow.

Actually, given her injuries at the time and their relationship back then, if he had just ended it with a swift sword for a peaceful reincarnation, Jian Jia wouldn’t have had any grievances.

She just didn’t expect the damn bastard to really save her.

In the months that followed, while recovering at Wangwu Mountain, whenever Jian Jia thought of that person, her mind was filled with inexplicable emotions and irritation.

Why did he save her?

Clearly, they were enemies as incompatible as fire and water?

Why didn’t he just kill her to put an end to the karma?

Could it be that he really liked her?

No way, always stabbing her with his sword at every opportunity, is that what liking someone looks like?

Jian Jia couldn’t figure it out, but being straightforward, she came up with a particularly convoluted conclusion.

The Mystic Sect greatly values the causes and effects of gratitude and grudges.

Since she was saved by Tie Dan this time, she could no longer repay gratitude with enmity.

However, she also couldn’t ignore the bond with the Young Master, not to mention that her entry and paths to the Dao owed much to the Luu Family’s resources and generosity, which surely warranted closure.

After much consideration, Jian Jia felt that if she couldn’t avenge the Young Master’s death, she had to at least help him clear the injustices brought upon the Marquis Mansion and Prince Li.

But this feud was greater and the enemies even stronger, entangling her directly in the competition among the Three Great Sects, with opponents being the Demon Sect’s Ten Extremes Venerable and Wisdom Dharma King Lu Yi.

Jian Jia knew that with her limited skills, who knows when she’d succeed, but since she vowed revenge, she had to double her efforts, honing her sword skills with the hope of joining Nine Yin Mountain, receiving the Sword Sect’s true inheritance, and then avenging the Demon Sect.

Once her injuries were slightly healed, she headed towards Hidden Sword Manor, only to unexpectedly confront another assassination calamity as she passed through Ye Capital, where she encountered that damn bastard again.

She didn’t expect that while she’d been thinking about this damn bastard all this time, he had already found a new lover and no longer cared about her...

Or perhaps he didn’t recognize her...

Jian Jia uncovered her veil, ran water on her face, and looked at her reflection in the lake.

Earlier, she had been gravely injured and near death, her face almost completely destroyed, but fortunately, the Qingtang Sect’s timely rescue provided the secret elixirs for rejuvenation and cosmetic repair, even possessing a Rebirth formula. Thus, during this Dao Body reconstruction, Jian Jia also slightly enhanced her appearance.

The Shen Family’s genes were already excellent, as back then, spirits from various Mystic Sect branches were selected to obtain Shen Huai’s Dao Seed. Now fortified with Qingtang’s secret elixirs, her beauty bloomed like a short-lived but vivid flower, growing into a graceful and well-proportioned figure, transitioning from a tender peach to a ripe and juicy one.

This look shouldn’t be inferior to the woman in his arms, right...

"Senior Sister, Senior Sister, everyone’s returned to Refining, let’s head to Hidden Sword Manor first..."

"Oh, oh! Sure, follow me!"

Jian Jia regained her senses, donned her veil, and flew towards Hidden Sword Manor with the group.

Once they left, the Formless Ball activated, and Tie Dan emerged from the shadows.

Saving to the utmost, he had naturally been hiding in the dark, protecting these Mystic Sect disciples’ escape from Ye Capital.

Now that they returned to Refining and Hidden Sword Manor wasn’t far off, there was no need to escort them any further.

But what was that Mad Woman doing, face ruined? Why make herself look like her mother...

Now Hidden Sword Manor was filled with a bunch of Shen Family people, and Tie Dan was speechless, not wanting to get involved in the chaos.

And thinking about it, this family was quite pitiable too, obviously part of the Sword Sect’s major breeding project, probably no different from spiritual beast breeding, destined to serve as sword sheaths for generations.