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“There are nine sword forms in the Demonic Heaven Arts. Starvation Death is the first form, as I’m sure you’re aware.”
“I am.”
“Next is Thirst Death.”
“Thirst Death…”
“Yes, child from outer murim. You’ve done a decent job of demonstrating Starvation Death. So if you devote yourself to training, you’ll be a good—”
“Hold on.” I raised my hand. “Wait a minute, please.”
I felt bad about cutting her off, but I really had to. She just sat there and tried to act like nothing had happened, but I couldn’t let her gloss over something this big.
“… What?”
“What did you just say? A decent job?”
The Heavenly Demon pursed her lips.
“Huh, that’s strange. I thought I did pretty well, but that was just decent to you…? Ah! I’m sorry, my pride and confidence suddenly disappeared. I feel so discouraged.”
“You…” The Heavenly Demon’s eyebrows twitched. “…Okay, I’ll admit it. You performed Starvation Death quite well. Just don’t go around and arrogantly say that you mastered the Demonic Heaven Arts.”
“What? ‘Quite well’?”
“Are you trying to ridicule me!?” the Heavenly Demon shouted. “It seems you’ll only be satisfied if I give you the Nine Bows. You really don’t know what a limit is, do you. Fine! You can be the teacher! I’ll be your disciple.”
I had her hook, line,...
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