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"I don’t care..." The angry look on Lucifer Lucy’s face disappeared all of a sudden. Kneeling down by Qian Jin’s side and seizing Qian Jin’s arms, she said in a coquettish way, "I don’t mind. I have to learn it. I swear to the Demon God that none of the fighting techniques I learn will be passed down to any demon or be used for killing humans. If I break my promise, I will have all of my bones broken and I shall be sent to hell."

Qian Jin looked at Lucifer Lucy bemusedly, thinking that this demon princess really possessed a compelling yet capricious character. But now that she had sworn to the Demon God, it might be okay to teach her this cryptic fighting technique. After all, was it not for her, Qian Chenguang might have killed the other three. So from this point of view, she could be deemed as a life-saver.

"The combat style matching the [Latent Thunder Fighting Technique] is unknown to me." Qian Jin scratched his head, "I only know how to release the sequence of warrior power..."

Lucifer Lucy flashed out a light of ecstasy from her single eye and nodded her head as cutely as a little girl. The miscellaneous Beast Fighting Techniques that were popular among Demons, humans and the Barbarians, were, in fact, collaborative fighting techniques suitable for extensive warrior power sequences. Undoubtedly, the most appropriate matching came from its respective Demon Warrior Power, yet not many people bothered to practice the Demon Warrior Power as there were limited warrior reservoirs available for training.

Qian Jin looked at Lucifer Lucy nestling by his side and couldn’t help but release a faint smile at this rabbit-looking girl. It was not until this moment did he understand why she was called a "succubus". Wasn’t she her the best example of the succubus described by the traveling poets? She was just a perfect combination of charm, strength, and seductiveness.

Marrying a girl of this type was like marrying a lot of girls at once, wasn’t it? Qian Jin was lost in thought for some time before tapping hard on his temple, feeling ashamed of what he had thought about just now. How could he hold such fantasies about this demon girl who aspired to become a Demon Empress, conquering the Zence Empire, quelling the Barbarians, and eventually ruling over the entire continent?

In the remotely quiet cave, four young warriors were looking whole-heartedly at Qian Jin drawing the warrior power sequence.

Qian Jin threw away the twig he used for drawing, rose up and stretched his arms for relaxation. While the other four guys were still immersed in the shape he drew on the ground, Qian Jin had started recalling the things that had happened during their stay Qian State over the past few days.

The imperiousness of the Qian Family was backed up by their resources and strength. Taking Qian Wutian as an example. He succeeded in condensing warrior power within just two months, though his bloodline power awakening came much later than Qian Wushan. So how strong was Qian Wushan?

To rescue his father, he had two paths to choose from. Or to say, he had to combine these two paths into one.

Strength and influences were all indispensable to a person’s development. The increase of strength could be achieved through individual struggle and the help of the endless world, yet the expansion of influences had no shortcuts to follow. The only way might be heading back to Punitive Expedition Academy.

This was no longer a warring state breaking through the boundaries of nations. The shadow of the war still hovered, yet the times when the heroes were allowed to rule the world with their personal exploits had ended. Everyone had to follow the normalized way for gaining influence.

The status of the academy, the academic performance, and the origin of a person was of equal importance in the military architecture. The recommendation from the academy’s side was also of crucial significance.

What if he could get the recommendation from the academy and the Revetment Battle Fort.? Qian Jin clenched his fists firmly, wondering if it would be possible for him to get promoted fast in the army and establish his own influence if he could get some support from the Pam Family at some cost.

"I have to head back to Yulee." Qian Jin uttered a long sigh after glancing through the metamorphosed plants around him. It might take them several days in this Ancient Desert Sea for recovery and as long as they regained some power, they ought to leave here for the Punitive Expedition Academy in Yulee.

"Before going back to Punitive Expedition Academy..." Qian Jin slowly walked toward the sea and then paced back to the desert to look into the distance of this Ancient Desert Sea. Quietly, he said to himself that he would try all means to find out more about Luna’s Undead Queen’s Heraldic, however immense this place might be, even if it might be connected to the Stars at the end. He had made up his mind to find her out, and erase the Undead Queen’s Heraldic on her body.

To ease the Undead Queen’s Heraldic with brute force might bring about an explosion of the body. Only by mastering superior rune arts or becoming a Rune Master or God-tier Rune Artist could he succeed.

The hail in the desert went away as quickly as it came. Just within a blink, the Moon had risen high into the sky amidst the thin constellations. Yet the desert was still enveloped in sheer darkness.

Qian Jin activated the warrior power of his one hundred and eight warrior reservoirs to release a punch with a rotation speed of one hundred and ten thousand cycles. Ever since he became a Level 1 Demon Slayer, with the help of all kinds of coincidences, he had gradually reached a warrior power rotation speed faster than that of a Level 9 Demon Slayer. Also, he could use the super explosion of his Heart of Earthy Fire at the speed of more than one hundred and ten thousand three times a day.

"What a punch!" Duren Burg stood by the passage of the cave, squinting. "You might have defeated Qian Chenyu effortlessly if you had achieved such great power at that time, right? However, your injuries..."

Duren Burg circled around Qian Jin to observe the latter perform the move from his fist which had sloughed off the protection of bandage and kept nodding his head. "It’s unbelievable that you have recovered within such a short time. Remember do not tell anyone about your special body composition, or else those mystic pharmacists will pay a huge amount of money to hire some murderers to kidnap you for research, while those spectacular families will also show complete willingness to be of help."

Qian Jin looked at Duren Burg bemusedly. Special body composition?

"Who doesn’t want to possess such a special body constitution which promises a quick recovery?" Duren Burg patted Qian Jin on the shoulder. "Take it easy, as I won’t confess this secret to anyone else. I promise this will be a secret between us, which I won’t even tell Cech Flet about it. Well, according to my information, those people with this special body composition were invariably caught by the mystic pharmacists. Their ending was..."

"Well well well..." Duren Burg shook his head with a highly sympathetic look. "Miserable. Lamentingly miserable."

Was there really a body composition like this? Bemusedly, Qian Jin looked to Duren Burg who was nestling in the sand. Among all those books he was exposed to, there wasn’t such record as this kind of special body composition. The things one didn’t know always overweighed those he knew.

"What are you intending to do next?" Duren Burg turned to look at Qian Jin lying by his side. "Continue staying here and leave when you become the strongest person in the world?"

"Would staying here allow me to be the strongest person in the world?" Qian Jin also turned his head to look into the handsome face of Duren Burg. "To become the strongest person without enlightenment, opportunities or any kind of special coincidences? If so, the three ultimate bloodline warrior families wouldn’t have dispatched their descendants to the human-demon battlefront to serve as mercenaries and adventurers."

"You are right..." Duren Burg gazed at Qian Jin in silence for a while and then uttered a big laugh loud. "My comrade, you look equally handsome upon close observation."

Qian Jin cast a glare at Duren Burg, turned to the starry sky and said lightly, "I’m going to Yulee..."

"Really?" Duren Burg rested his head in his arms and looked up to the sky. "I’m intending to live here for some time. I feel by intuition that I will embrace a perfect opportunity to increase my strength in the near future here. I will look for you after I feel I’m strong enough."

Qian Jin rose up and looked at Cech Flet and Fanta Kunge walking down the mountain, "How about you?"

"Stay here." Cech Flet looked around the barren surroundings. "I will catch up with you very soon."

"Stay here too." Fanta Kunge crossed his legs and sat down. "I am feeling good at this moment and I think I will catch up with you soon too."

"Why don’t you ask me?" Lucifer Lucy slumped into the sand, nestled her head over Qian Jin’s shoulder, and looked at her "prince charming" in a lovely cattish way, "Why don’t you ask me?"

"You?" Qian Jin cast a nonchalant look at this demon princess and smiled feebly, "Where else can you go? You’d either stay here or go back to your Demons’ territory. While some other day when we meet in the human-demon battlefront, shall we stop fighting against each other?"

"Why should I go back to the Demons’ territory?" Lucifer Lucy straightened her back. "I haven’t seen through you. I have to follow you to understand you so that I can catch you in the human-demon battlefront and make you my empress."

"Follow me?" Qian Jin looked at the pretty demon girl in great surprise, thinking that she had grown stronger guts during the past days. Wasn’t she afraid of being detected by others in the territory of the Zence Empire, even if she was equipped with a magic conductor? It was undeniable that this magic conductor had strong masking effects, but it was not impregnable.

Every object in this world could be broken through by another. If the magic conductor was unfailing, the Demons would have long produced it in batch and distribute to the Demon Warriors. What huge destruction would be caused to the Zence Empire if they each wore a magic conductor and sneaked into Zence territory.

"Are you worrying about me?" Lucifer Lucy came close to the face of Qian Jin, and asked expectantly, "Were you worried about me just now? You were afraid that I might be caught by the Black Dragon Guards?"

"I’m afraid of being implicated by you." Qian Jin wielded his arms, turned back swiftly and used some warrior power to cover up the flush of his face. "Worry about you? I was thinking whether I could make a great fortune by selling you out to the Zence Empire."

"Wow, I’m so frightened...how about I serve you as my master so that you won’t sell me out. You can do anything you want to me..."

"Lunatic."

"Give me a look...after all I am a beauty in the Demons."

"I’m sorry, but we humans hold different tastes of beauty from your demons. You are the ugliest type in our point of view."

"Really? So I have to remain single? Well, I have to follow you in this way...my master..."

"You, demon girl, don’t make me knock you out."

"Just do it...my master, just punish me, please..."

"Comrade, will you be a little manlier? It is shameful to have been played by a demon girl..."

"Pew. Was I played with? By Lucifer Lucy? Okay, you, follow me to the cave for a private stay. I will show you what makes a real man."

A strong scent of youth was permeating in the desolate desert on this very night.