Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

While Theresa was talking, a breeze blew through the forest.

The branches above their heads were rustling. The perpetual mist of the Fallen Forest was thinner than before. The brilliant starry sky appeared in the sky.

Maybe it was because the brilliant stars hadn't shed their brilliance on the dark world for a long time, but when they found a tiny gap, they all rushed forward and splashed on Theresa's shoulder like a silver waterfall, as if they were putting on a magnificent armor for the seemingly delicate girl.

Princess Summer was fascinated.

She did not believe Theresa's words.

Of course, he wasn't saying that Theresa was lying. It was just that children from small places were like this. It was easy to paint beautiful memories into unrealistic fantasies.

Maybe, she would imagine the captain of the strongest militia in the town to be the unparalleled sword saint.

Maybe, she would imagine the fierce-looking butcher as a barbarian born in an icy storm in the north.

Maybe, she had played adventure games with her childhood friends in the forest behind the town and really considered the caves in the mountains to be the labyrinth of devils and the treasures of dragons.

At least, at this moment, the courage that Theresa displayed was 100% real and something that Princess Summer had never had before.

Such courage made Princess Summer's heart race.

"Sister Theresa, you are too… unusual."

Princess Summer lowered her head. "I've never seen a girl like you."

"Not at all. In my hometown, girls like me are the most common and ubiquitous."

Theresa waved the skewers as if she were waving a knife and a gun. "On the other hand, it is rare to see girls who are weak and cannot live without a man!"

"I… I can't."

Princess Summer said, "I'm different from you. I was born weak and suffered a disaster. I don't know what I should do without Lord Black Jack."

"See? This is your biggest problem.

Theresa pursed her lips. "It doesn't matter whether you like Jack Thunder or not. Even if you really like him, do you have to make yourself someone else's accessory and let 'like' occupy 100% of your life?

"Even if you really like Black Jack, you can always try to become an even more awesome person like me. Speaking of which, if you really like Black Jack, shouldn't you make yourself stronger so that you are no longer dispensable in a team? Should you really help Black Jack in times of crisis?"

Princess Summer was dazed for a moment. "That sounds about right."

Then he lowered his head, even more depressed and feeble. "But I don't know anything. Even my healing skills are mediocre. What can I do except to serve Lord Black Jack?"

"What's the big deal? Nobody is born with martial arts and magic. If you want to learn, I can teach you!"

Theresa grinned. She raised her thumb and pointed at her soft chest. "In the old days, I was a great sorcerer and a warrior. I was a dual Cultivator!

"Huh?"

Princess Summer's eyes bulged. "Are—are you kidding me?"

"Who's lying to you? I'm really good at magic… I can barely be called an apprentice of magic. Before I became an apprentice of magic, I trained with the powerful and shameless senior for a period of time. Right, I'm also very good at magical cannons. It's a pity that there are none here."

Theresa warmed up her body. Two bunnies were bouncing on her chest. She frowned and stared at the two bunnies. "It's just that my body right now… doesn't feel right. My strength is completely wrong. I need some time to recover. It just so happens that Sister Summer can train with me and help me recover my strength. She can also help me fight for the Great Dao. She can also turn you into a heroine who is no weaker than any man and free you from the shackles of Jack Thunder. No. I want you to help Lord Black Jack!"

"Can—can I?"

Princess Summer was somewhat anxious. "I can't. I definitely can't!"

"If you haven't tried it, how do you know it won't work? No matter how powerful magic and martial arts are, aren't they all cultivated by humans? Since others can cultivate, why can't you?"

Staring at her, Theresa raised her nose and said confidently, "Maybe there is potential inside your body that you didn't notice and you can train yourself to be even stronger than Black Jack?"

"Huh?"

Princess Summer was both anxious and amused. "How is that possible? What are you talking about?"

"Why is it impossible? Is Black Jack so awesome and invincible?"

Theresa was irritated. "We are all human beings, and he doesn't have much more than us… Well, let's say that he does have one more than us right now, but we have two more lumps than him. As long as we have the courage, the determination, and the faith in our own hard work, we will definitely surpass him. At the very least, we will be able to do it. We will no longer need to rely on him, but we will completely become our masters!

"Come on, Sister Summer. We are about to enter the Blood Demon Sector. I'm told that it is a place of chaos and chaos. We must be stronger than before in order to protect ourselves and not cause trouble for Lord Black Jack, right?"

Princess Summer hesitated. "Yes."

"Then let's begin. Let me think. I should start with the most basic martial arts and recover my strength step by step. There it is!"

Theresa snapped her fingers. She picked up a thick, slightly curved branch from the ground with the tip of her foot and tossed it to Princess Summer. She smiled and said, "The powerful and shameless senior once taught me a very simple yet magnificent saber art named 'Thunderous Tornado Saber Art'. Come on, Sister Summer. Train with me. I'll teach you!"

"Me? With a saber?" Princess Summer was shocked.

"Is there a problem? Can't a girl use a saber?"

Theresa raised the skewer in her hand high.

The moment the meat skewers were raised above his head, he seemed to have changed into a completely different person. His temperament had undergone a drastic change.

No matter how delicate and beautiful she was, it was impossible for her to resist the magnificence deep inside her bones. A raging hurricane seemed to have appeared in her watery eyes.

"Gender, race, identity, status, what kind of power system we use… None of that matters. The point is, we are all human beings. Proud human beings who have complete control over our own destiny.

Theresa smiled and unsheathed her saber. She said resolutely, one word after another, "With enough belief and determination, even a tornado will be slashed to death when it appears in front of us!