I Am a Security Guard

The three million flying swords slowly calmed down and stopped rushing outwards.

Chen Xia's consciousness condensed into a human form, walking on the sea of swords, looking at his own three million flying swords, he was also somewhat troubled at this moment.

If this badly injured body was not nursed back to health quickly, the three million flying swords would not be able to hold back and would definitely have to go out to search for spiritual energy to feed back to Chen Xia.

It sounded good, and it was indeed good.

But the problem was that it was painful!

The process of the flying swords finding spiritual energy to feed back was very different from normal use of the flying swords.

Usually when using flying swords, Chen Xia himself carried spiritual energy and could summon the flying swords directly from the sea of swords.

But now the flying swords took the initiative to leap out, rushed out through the acupoints, found spiritual energy, and then returned through the acupoints.

The coming and going would cause two bouts of intense pain.

If there was only one or two flying swords it would be fine, just a pain or two that Chen Xia could definitely endure.

But the problem was that there were his mom's three million flying swords!

The flying swords didn't care if Chen Xia was in pain or not, they only felt that something was wrong with Chen Xia's body and wanted to do their best to supplement him.

In addition to the pain, this method of repair had another downside - it turned the body into a funnel that couldn't hold or absorb spiritual energy for a short period of time.

So Chen Xia wanted to use pills to nourish his body. Now he could only hope that there were such pills in the Little Cinnabar Hall.

Otherwise with all three million flying swords going out to find spiritual energy, given the power in this region, it was very likely to be ransacked by the three hundred flying swords, leaving no spiritual energy for years.

Not far away, the Bronze Sword suddenly cried out and spun around in front of Chen Xia.

Flying swords of this level all had great intelligence.

"What's up?" Chen Xia asked in puzzlement.

The Bronze Sword moved inward again, closer to Chen Xia. Still feeling dissatisfied, it squeezed closer to Chen Xia's arms. Then it shook its sword tip, pointing at the half fairy sword suspended high above the sea of swords.

It looked aggrieved, as if bullied by the half fairy sword.

Chen Xia chuckled softly and patted the Bronze Sword. "Kid, I can't do anything about it either."

The Bronze Sword quivered mournfully and squeezed Chen Xia again, looking very aggrieved.

So Chen Xia could only comfort it, "Don't worry for now. When I forge you into a fairy sword in the future, you will be on the same level and no one can bully anyone else."

Whether it could be achieved or not, better draw the cake first.

Although the Bronze Sword was intelligent, it was not very intelligent. It believed him. Then it spun around, ringing crisply, chirping happily.

Chen Xia was still looking at the half fairy sword, his expression calm.

This half fairy sword was both an opportunity and a trouble.

The White Emperor took great risks to attack the Blue Sky Sword Sea in order to obtain this fairy sword. Although he was finally slashed by the Sword Venerable Emperor's sword into serious injury, he did not die.

After recovering in the future, he would definitely come looking for this fairy sword. The Blue Sky Sword Sea had the hilt, while Chen Xia had the most lethal sword tip in his body.

Naturally after the White Emperor found the hilt, he would look for the sword tip.

Chen Xia didn't know how long it would take, but he figured it would require an extremely long process. Still, preparations had to be made early.

He hoped that by the time the White Emperor came looking, instead of the White Emperor taking Chen Xia's half fairy sword, Chen Xia would take the White Emperor's half.

Now with the three hundred million sword intents settled, Chen Xia could also retract his consciousness and see what was happening outside and whether the Little Cinnabar Hall cultivators had decided.

Light flashed over.

Chen Xia narrowed his eyes and slowly opened them.

There were no more Little Cinnabar Hall cultivators in front of him, only a tall and arrogant figure in white.

Seeming to sense Chen Xia waking up, the figure in white turned around. Her beautiful face was indifferent as her voice rang out from the void, "Awake?"

"Yeah, have you guys decided yet?" Chen Xia dragged his still somewhat painful body from lying to sitting, panting for breath.

"Sick?"

The arrogant female voice rang out again from the void, not meaning to scold him, but certainly not caring either.

"A bit." Chen Xia frowned. His body still hurt, like being pricked by needles without recovering yet.

"Little Cinnabar Hall didn't pursue your mistakes and gave you the post of guard." The woman's voice continued.

"A security guard again?" Chen Xia raised his eyebrows. He was a security guard in Tail Creek Town, and now a security guard again at Little Cinnabar Hall.

It was just to his liking.

The best thing in life was nothing more than muddling along and collecting a salary.

This was a different kind of pleasure that even Chen Xia at the Inverting Oceans Realm could not escape the vulgarity of.

"Your combat power is decent enough for beyond the domain, what realm are you, Golden Core?" The woman's voice asked again from the void.

"About that." Chen Xia frowned again. His body still hurt so he simply rolled on the ground.

The woman really did not understand this performance art and did not comment further. Thinking that Chen Xia meant he was around Golden Core, which should be right at the beginning of Golden Core.

And thinking that Chen Xia had effortlessly restrained a Little Cinnabar Hall cultivator at the early Golden Core realm earlier, he was most likely at the peak of Golden Core.

Hmm...

The woman frowned slightly. She couldn't say for sure, he might be at the Primordial Infant Realm.

But still acceptable. Primordial Infant was not too outstanding in the Little Cinnabar Hall.

That was what the woman thought. Her arrogant expression was still indifferent, not too surprised, which was normal.

After all, who would have thought that when Chen Xia said "about that", he meant the Inverting Oceans Realm!

Damn, the Inverting Oceans Realm was about the same as Golden Core.

The two were separated by almost an entire Blue Sky Sword Sea!

Moreover, Chen Xia's Inverting Oceans Realm was anomalously strong, so that would be two Blue Sky Sword Seas apart.

"Is Little Cinnabar Hall really so easy to talk to?" Chen Xia, who had stopped rolling, curiously asked.

The woman put her hands behind her back. Her beautiful face was cold as she shook her head slightly. Her voice rang out again from the void, "Little Cinnabar Hall is not easy to talk to. I was the one who let you be a guard, so you can be considered my personal guard."

"Ok." Chen Xia struggled to stand up, clutching his waist and sucking in a breath of cold air. Not because he threw out his waist, but because it really hurt.

"Do you have any medicine? I need to recuperate."

The woman looked at him strangely with her emerald green eyes. Her indifferent voice rang out from the void, "What medicine?"

"Something to nourish qi and blood, replenish spiritual power, anything like that." Chen Xia replied.

"Come with me." The woman looked at Chen Xia strangely again, then stopped looking. She turned around and walked towards the inverted mountain.

And so Chen Xia accidentally joined the Little Cinnabar Hall, received medicinal pills and clothing, said to be the woman's personal guard, but in fact every day he was guarding the pavilion outside the Little Cinnabar Hall.

Watching the coming and going of cultivators and climbers.

He didn't see the old man from that day, he probably returned via the central path.

This was normal.

The ten thousand meter hiking trail could easily make ten thousand people turn back.

It was also possible that he drank the wrong thing and felt unwell. After all, these kind of homemade goods were not very healthy.

Chen Xia reached out and shook out a crimson medicinal pill from a nearby bottle, threw it into his mouth, and began nourishing his qi and blood.

Above the Little Cinnabar Hall, another ancient beast flew over again, its shadow covering half of the Little Cinnabar Hall.

Below it, the cultivators did not dare look directly and hurriedly knelt to worship this so-called Ancient Race elder.

"Isn't this within human territory?" Chen Xia wondered.

His colleague who had just risen from kneeling replied, "Yes, exactly because this is human territory, we only need to kneel and worship. Otherwise in other places of Qing Province, we would all be hunted by the Ancient Race elders."

"Remember to kneel and worship quickly next time, otherwise if the Ancient Race elder sees you, you'll be dead."

Chen Xia scratched his nose.

So these Little Cinnabar Hall cultivators were just bullies.

With this kind of reaction to an Ancient Race, if a Supreme Race came, wouldn't they have to knock their heads straight into the ground?

Indeed grabbing the ground with their heads.