newbobooks Chapter 345 Prejudice
Chapter 345 Prejudice
Chapter 345 Prejudice
Jiang Ming cupped her face and kissed her, and the snow fell even heavier.
“My father has a secret scroll that records the way to Nanyuchuan.”
The journey was fraught with danger, but there were ancestral secret techniques to help them cope.
This is the foundation that major sects have accumulated over generations.
It turned out that Jiang Ye had helped him.
Mentioning Jiang Ye, Shen Yao still harbored resentment: "Rumor has it that I abandoned my husband and children, yet your father didn't hunt me down."
"My dad isn't as bad as you think." Although Jiang Ming was afraid of his father, he both admired and protected him.
Shi Bao was born with ten spiritual roots, and his father was overjoyed to have a high-grade Immortal Emperor as his grandson.
Seeing that Shen Yao had stopped smiling, Jiang Ming cupped her face and kissed her again: "Yao Yao, look at the snow. Don't mention my father. One day you will know that everything my father did was for the good of the immortals."
Arguing is pointless when people have different stances and perspectives.
Their perspectives are limited by their own limited viewpoints.
Regardless of the past or the future, she wants to love him now.
Jiang Ming is worthy of her love now.
If she makes the wrong decision, then kill the Blood Demon and then punish her with divine retribution, erasing this unfilial and unjust person.
She gave her life to the Spirit Herb Sect on behalf of Jiang Ming after completing the mission.
The bright moon reflects the snow, and snowflakes flutter down.
"Jiang Ming, I love you."
Jiang Ming felt time stand still and thought he was hallucinating.
"Yaoyao, did you say anything?"
Shen Yao tightened her arms and pressed her cheek against his shoulder: "Jiang Yanchen, I love you."
"Brother Jiang Ming, Shen Yao loves you."
The cold-faced immortal was so grief-stricken that ignoring his burning body temperature only made his demeanor seem even colder.
It took him a while to realize what was happening, and just as he was about to respond with great enthusiasm, his darling got mischievous again.
"Grandpa Jiang, your eldest granddaughter loves you, hahahahahahaha..."
"Millennial monster, Little Mud loves you, hahahahahaha..."
Jiang Ming's deep emotions were stuck in his chest, but they instantly turned into a smile on his face.
Why is she so mischievous?
He absolutely adored it.
Shi Bao took his annual leave, and Shen Yao also took her annual leave. Jiang Banshi gave her fifteen days off.
Jiang Ming was stationed at the branch sect and was busier and busier as the holidays approached, so he couldn't leave and go to the Demon Shark City with them.
After receiving the visiting Xiu, Jiang Ming returned to the training ground and his gaze fell on Shi Bao, who was practicing swordsmanship with Shen Yao.
A while ago, I even hoped my child would grow slower.
He now wishes his child would be an adult tomorrow.
He's a born immortal emperor, hurry up and grow up to take over his position so he can accompany Shen Yao on her travels.
The mother and son practiced their moves, and the exchange was evenly matched.
Jiang Ming felt extremely happy.
I explained the rules for going out to Shi Bao: greet him morning and evening, don't run around alone, listen to everything his mother says, and be polite to the other two uncles...
He specifically instructed Shi Bao that demon cultivators are different from immortal cultivators, and many of them retain animal-like characteristics. He told Shi Bao not to comment on or criticize them, and to ask any questions he was particularly curious about away from the demon cultivators.
He went on and on, finally giving Shi Bao a rule: "You are not allowed to make friends with demons."
Shi Bao asked, "Why can't we be friends with demon cultivators?"
Jiang Mingxiu displayed his superiority over his immortal bloodline: "The bloodline of demons is impure and inferior. You are an immortal cultivator, born noble, and cannot lower yourself to befriend demons."
He specifically warned, "Especially demon cultivators; they are a group of strange beasts that can transform into human form, and they are cunning by nature..."
"Jiang Ming." Shen Yao was already quite unhappy.
"In short, you can't be friends with demons." Jiang Ming stopped talking, told Shi Bao to go outside and play, and coaxed Shen Yao with a smile.
He had a forced smile on his lips, but his face showed no sign of realizing he had said anything wrong.
"Yaoyao, don't be angry. I'm only doing this for Shibao's own good."
"Jiang Ming, your prejudice is too deep."
Shen Yao suppressed the urge to curse him, and after thinking it over, she reasoned with him: "Apart from their bloodlines, demons all cultivate the righteous path, especially the demon race, which has the ability to take on different forms at the same level. How is that low-level?"
Jiang Ming's expression was smug: "It's just low-class."
Shen Yao asked him, "Then tell me, in what ways are the immortals superior to them?"
Having received an education that prioritizes the immortal race since childhood, Jiang Ming was bursting with a sense of superiority: "Our immortal cultivators have pure bloodlines, are closer to divine bloodlines, are not easily influenced by the outside world, are more resistant to temptations, are less likely to develop mental obstacles, and cultivate faster."
Shen Yao smiled contemptuously and said coldly, "Jiang Ming, I don't want you anymore."
Jiang Ming's expression changed drastically in an instant. His eyes widened, his fists clenched, and he was filled with shock and anger. His voice was agitated as he asked, "Shen Yao, what did you say?"
Shen Yao met his gaze for a moment, then reached out and hooked her arm around his neck, saying softly, "Isn't this easily influenced by external factors?"
"You..." Jiang Ming's face flushed red, his anger instantly dissipated, and he was very embarrassed.
Shen Yao pulled her soft arms closer, then tiptoed to kiss his lips, a fleeting touch.
Jiang Ming's neck tilted forward, and Shen Yao kissed him again before quickly separating.
Hook your fingers, kiss your lips, hook your fingers, kiss your lips...
Jiang Ming leaned forward, his head gradually lowering, his gaze fixed on the wicked red lips.
The fairy hooked him so tightly he almost bent over, then suddenly slipped out from his side, covering her mouth and giggling as she dodged away: "Hahahaha...Isn't it easy to be tempted?"
How could Jiang Ming accept this?
He strode after her, pulled her close, and kissed her deeply: "If my wife is truly a bewitching beauty, then..."
Sweet words, burning hot on his tongue, escaped his lips: "Then I am of lower bloodline than a demon..."
In a spiritual relationship, opportunities to "eat meat" (i.e., have physical intimacy) are rare, so when you do get the chance, you should seize it.
Instead of going through the main gate, Jiang Ming picked up Shen Yao and flew straight to Chenfeng Pavilion, nimbly entering through the window.
Fortunately, the exterior window is open, and the windowsill is large enough.
Jiang Ming wanted to practice in real combat, but Shen Yao brought up serious business with him.
"Jiang Yanchen, I came to this world with a mission. Are you willing to help me?"
"What mission?" He didn't stop, carrying her straight into the inner room.
As the painting above the bed drew closer, Shen Yao waited for him to sit down on the couch: "My mission is to bring peace to the world."
It sounded like a fool talking in his sleep. Judging from Jiang Ming's expression, he thought she was just playing around.
"I'm not kidding you, do you know where bloodworms come from?"
Jiang Ming's expression turned serious: "Tell me what you know."
Shen Yao avoided discussing matters related to opening the Spirit Seal and spoke to him gently, saying, "There are ten realms in the Outer Heavens. You are in the ninth realm. The Bloodline Worm is a poisonous insect from the eighth realm, the Asura World."
"The bloodworms here were all brought by the Blood Demon."
"The Blood Demon is a wisp of divine consciousness of a fallen god who came here to wreak havoc on the world. There are countless Blood Demons in this world."
"Currently, the Blood Demons are all sealed in the secret realm. I practice my sword skills so that I can enter the secret realm and kill them before they escape."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ming immediately realized the key point: "You were seriously injured in the Dihe Secret Realm because of the Blood Demon?"
Shen Yao nodded.
Seven years ago, after they came out of the secret realm, the Dihe Secret Realm disappeared.
As clever as Jiang Ming was, he had already guessed the reason, and he immediately became nervous: "If killing him once shatters his spiritual root, then what about the future..."