Chapter 264: Laughter

But the slap came quickly; Jiang Yu turned her head and saw a nascent‑soul female cultivator of the Demon Sect approaching Lord Fuju.

She didn't know that the Demon Sect cultivator and Lord Fuju were saying, "Two of the first ten people transmitted died at the hands of a great demon.

But one Daoist friend Xiao died at Nan Su's hands."

"Young friend, why tell me this?" Lord Fuju looked at her with a half‑smile; the demon cultivator was causing internal strife, and she welcomed it.

The Demon Sect cultivator said, "When that Daoist friend Xiao stepped down from the transmission array, he invited me to team up with him to slay Nan Su.

He said that in the black market, Lord Lin Quan offered five hundred million spirit stones for Nan Su's heads.

I thought he was bluffing; now I want to confirm with you whether it's true. If so, I'll take the task."

"I have never heard of this, young friend; you can go to the black market to inquire." Lord Fuju could not casually reveal the truth; such matters are to be understood, not spoken.

The female cultivator of the Heavenly Demon Sect before us was deliberately trying to trap words, wasn't she?

She brushed him off in a few words, waved Jiang Yu forward, and warned her to be careful of the earlier female cultivator: "If you truly have a chance to kill Nan Su, don't leave any evidence behind.

Since the agreement allows each side to send only five Nascent Souls, I will not stay on Dragon Emperor Island; you must learn to protect yourself while out there."

"I will act cautiously," Jiang Yu replied, prioritizing her own safety.

"You need not keep disguising yourself; constantly hiding is not good, it dulls a person's edge.

If the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion blames you, it can serve as a whetstone for you.

And the members of the Nine Immortals Alliance did not die at your hands.

I will discuss this matter in detail with the City Lord." Lord Fuju, usually terse, today repeatedly admonished Jiang Yu, teaching her many survival tips face‑to‑face.

As they talked, the flying boat unknowingly arrived on the desolate island.

The island was the same, but the shore now had several high‑rank demon cloaks prowling the surrounding sea.

The cave entrance on the island no longer bore the array Jiang Yu had left; it was replaced by another complex great array.

As the flying boat landed, several Nascent Soul cultivators streamed out of the cave like fish.

Jiang Yu's gaze, however, followed the frantic waving of Xu Wu; when the Nascent Souls touched the ground, she also leapt down to meet Xu Wu.

"Great, finally see you. And Guo Jue… what about your cultivation?" Xu Wu's eyes were filled with shock and envy.

Qin Zhuo felt the same; everyone clearly formed their nascent cores in the past two or three years—why is Guo Jue the youngest yet the most accomplished? Is it a Buddhist secret scripture?

And Jiang Yu—last time at the market she was just at the early stage of nascent core, a few days later she's already at the middle stage. So, so, so heartbreaking.

He whispered, "Is there some cultivation secret here?"

"Amitabha, I am grateful for the sudden enlightenment bestowed by Daoist friend Jiang." Guo Jue quickly clarified.

Upon hearing this, Xu Wu and Qin Zhuo's eyes lit up as they looked at Jiang Yu, and in unison they asked, "Do you have a sudden strange hand technique? Could you send me a copy?"

Jiang Yu sighed; fortunately she had previously recorded swiftly from her master and reproduced a dozen copies, handing one to each—"No experience, just happened to match the scenery with my mood at that moment."

The two took them, gave perfunctory "mm‑mm" sounds, and their spiritual consciousness immediately entered the jade tablets for study.

Jiang Yu found the records very superficial; the two opposite kept their hands steady, making her a bit embarrassed.

Guo Jue transmitted, "You think it's simple, but others can see something of themselves in it.

Jiang Yu, the so‑called great Dao is simple; the simpler it is, the more it aligns with the Dao."

"Guo Jue, even your words now carry Zen meaning." Jiang Yu dared not be arrogant.

She looked around; she wasn't interested in the Nascent Soul discussions, but when the chance to find Nan Su vanished, she immediately sent her spiritual consciousness to search.

She failed to locate Nan Su, but first brushed against the consciousness of Demon King White Whale, who again sent an invitation, "You're Jiang Yu, right? Tonight we'll also cultivate by the sea here.

Then my friends and I will escort you to chase Yuan Island.

Or any island will do."

"Demon King, forgive us; last night was an accident, today's cultivation can't achieve that effect." Jiang Yu looked up, roared—several massive demon kings gathered in one place, each larger than the island itself.

Cultivating with them, she doubted she could settle into meditation peacefully.

"We'll trade with you; I have many minerals favored by humans." This came via Jiaolong telepathy.

The next few demon kings all offered to give her treasures.

Jiang Yu flatly refused, but the White Whale Demon King, after submerging briefly, rose again as a beautiful woman—graceful figure, attire cool and light.

Instantly, among the cultivators finalizing the trade, more than half of the male cultivators turned to look at her; the nascent cores could not take their eyes off.

Even Qin Zhuo, Xu Wu, and Guo Jue lifted their heads to stare at the barefoot beauty walking on the sand—oh no, a spirit.

A cascade of silver‑bell‑like laughter, accompanied by sudden singing, made the group of cultivators laugh wildly, intoxicated.

"Jiang Yu, Jiang Tu, calm your mind!" The dragon soul warned the moment the beauty was about to step before them.

Jiang Yu reacted swiftly, brushed her dantian and released a Thunder‑Fire Sword to shield several people; the golden light of the Chaotic Nascent Talisman scroll did not let her be swallowed by the laughter.

As she thought, the Thunder‑Fire crackled, pulling the nearby few out of the enchanting sound; the Nascent Souls on the other side also reacted.

The City Lord calmed everyone, "Do not move," he flashed forward to the barefoot beauty and loudly said, "Shark‑Person King, where have you taken the Whale King?"

"You speak as if you harmed it yourself; isn't it right there by the sea?" The barefoot beauty's voice was lovely; with a flick of her hand, the White Whale King rose from the water.

She fumed, "Stinky Shark, you came up right away, why trap me in the seaweed?"

With that, rain‑like ice arrows shot out.

"Defend." Jiang Yu fed spiritual power into her true sword again; crackling thunder burst repeatedly, instantly electrifying the incoming ice arrows.

Of course, the three friends beside her also unleashed their true treasures for defense.

Truly, the ice arrows were too many; dodging would inevitably get hit, better to meet them head‑on to prevent close combat.

Fortunately, a group of Nascent Soul cultivators acted like lightning, instantly flying to strike down the ice arrows.

The City Lord restrained his anger, his voice sharpened, "Whale King, if you fight in the sea and hurt travelers, I'll deduct three months of pills from you."

"No need to cause trouble, idle!"

"I didn't strike!" the Shark‑Person King immediately defended.

The White Whale King also shouted, "Hey, Jiang Yu, I'm not going to hit you; I'm going after that stinky shark‑shark."

Like this, you stay here to cultivate today; we won't let Jiao Jiao participate.

"What right do you have?" the Mermaid King turned their head and glared at it.

Jiang Yu said solemnly, "I haven't agreed."

"If you don't agree, we won't let you pass here." At that moment, the Flood Dragon and the other great demons also took human form and came ashore.

The City Lord wanted to rub their forehead, "The negotiations are almost over; are you trying to cause trouble?"

Jiang Yu suspected the City Lord was putting on an act; she flicked her storage ring and brought out a Cosmos Box, opening it: "Senior Thunder Dragon, I present you with purple-gold thunder bamboo; please let the demon kings return home."