The difference in strength between Kurosaki and the Dragon Father might be even greater than that between White Feather Dove and the Evil Father.
Although Blackie was a stat monster from birth, her Dragon Father was also an unrivaled stat monster in the world.
Moreover, Kurosaki had fallen into a misconception—her Demon Rabbit Dragon Scale Armor was theoretically supposed to counter every magic user in the world, but Shijietang said that the Bawang Chilong who awakened Dragon Breath was actually mainly dealing physical damage.
Shijietang’s Dragon Breath Magic had an even greater effect in unlocking some special skills for her, such as crushing the Demon Sword with the Sword Liberation Secret Technique.
So how much offensive power could Dragon Breath Magic add to her attacks? Not much, maybe about a five percent boost? Mostly, it just gave her punches some flashy fire effects.
The increase in damage didn’t really matter; what was important was looking cool.
Therefore, it could only be said that Kurosaki’s Dragon Scale Armor gave her some means of self-protection, enough to avoid being killed by the Dragon Father, but it certainly couldn’t be called a counter to him.
In comparison, White Feather Dove’s Dark Moon Magic truly countered Evil Father’s flashy Hero Quick Sword.
The An Yue Mo Dun and Dark Moon Armor together could almost completely neutralize any sharp weapon attack, so if Evil Father wanted to beat Baicheng now, he’d have to use considerable force to break through the shield.
However, Blackie wasn’t entirely without a chance either—she’d evolved a special weapon, the [Dragon Elbow Blade].
This showed that her future as a professional fighter was likely not on the same “stacked armor Fighter” path as the Dragon Father.
There’s no way you could out-armor a Pureblood Ancient Dragon.
And you definitely couldn’t beat a Red Dragon in a fist fight.
Shijietang’s physical strength was the highest in the world—an absolute mountain of flesh.
If Blackie wanted to surpass this mountain, she’d have to find another path.
“Blackie, I know you really hate Shijietang, but you should stop provoking her so much in the future. She really could beat you to death.” Feini earnestly advised.
“No way, every time I see her I have to curse her, otherwise I feel all blocked up inside.” For once, Blackie was being a little rebellious.
“It’s fine to curse, just don’t go too far.” Feini patted Blackie’s head, comforting her.
The best way to handle things was to be like Baicheng—White Feather Dove didn’t like Qingshamu either, but she clearly realized she couldn’t beat her, so she went around secretly learning skills and leveling up steadily.
There was plenty of time in the future to take revenge when the opportunity came.
“She called me a half-breed. I can’t stand it.” Blackie said angrily.
“She really said that?” Feini couldn’t tolerate it either upon hearing this.
“The Witch can vouch for me. The first time we met, she called me a half-breed, a despicable mixed-blood, a filthy half-dragon.” Blackie protested.
Whatever small shred of goodwill Feini had just developed for Shijietang instantly vanished.
———
Time passed, day after day, and the highly anticipated Club Grand Battle that would shock the whole school was drawing near.
But on the eve of this battle, a strange rumor quietly spread across the campus.
Someone claimed that a [Pseudo-Demon] had infiltrated our God and Demon Academy high school division!
This was a completely unprecedented situation. Outside, there’d only been rumors of Fake Humans, but now here we had a Pseudo-Demon.
That is, a person disguised as a magical beast—utterly ridiculous.
Most of the apprentices didn’t really believe it, but we all knew it was true.
So, what was our Pseudo-Demon young lady up to?
Qingshamu had been laying low for some time and hadn’t been tailing Rose and her daughter as usual.
Actually, after returning from the free curriculum, the Hero had applied for half a day off campus, and after coming back, had stayed in the Kendo Club, protecting her own club.
The Kendo Club, said to be the third largest club, was basically a small hobby club compared to the Tea Party and Martial Arts Club.
They had an old Sword Training Hall and a few club storage rooms—not at all comparable to those large clubs with their own academic buildings.
Originally, everything was peaceful at the Kendo Club, but now that Qingshamu had heard the rumors about a Pseudo-Demon circulating in the school, she broke into a cold sweat.
Still, her disguise was flawless; her physical functions were theoretically that of a magical beast.
It was her special ability, so there was nothing to fear about being exposed.
Unless the Nameless Witch forced all apprentices to reveal their true forms, then she really couldn’t transform into a beast, otherwise there was no evidence to prove she was human.
But the problem was…
The only person who knew her identity was Feini.
This made Qingshamu suspicious as well.
Originally, everyone knew each other’s secrets. I’m the Hero, you’re the Demon Sword—we mutually agreed to keep each other’s secrets.
But now that I’ve been exposed, it could only be your doing. Why not just go all out and expose the Demon Sword’s secret too?
The Demon Sword had as many enemies in the Demon Domain as there were stars in the sky, not to mention the hidden Northern Demon King who was sure to come after the Demon Sword.
Luckily, Qingshamu only thought about it and analyzed the pros and cons. She didn’t really act on it—she still had some rationality left.
Even though she was suspicious of Feini, there was no reason for Feini to expose her; there was nothing to gain from it.
Strictly speaking, Weapon Demons were a neutral race—they didn’t belong to Demonkind or the Human Race. They were [Parasite Monsters].
Whether it was human, demon, or even god, they could all be parasitized—as long as the host was strong enough.
“Main General, I’m going out for a bit.”
Finally, Qingshamu picked up her newest sword and left the sword dojo, deciding to find Feini and clear up any misunderstandings.
Soon, she found Feini and Baicheng at the Low-rank Magical Beast Canteen.
When Feini saw Qingshamu walking over seriously, she wasn’t surprised at all—she knew Qingshamu was coming to find her, so she obediently sat in place.
“You should know why I’m here.” Qingshamu sat down next to Feini.
“It has nothing to do with me.” Feini replied.
“You’re the only one who knows my identity.” Qingshamu said in a low voice.
“You know what you did during your half-day outside.” Feini said softly.
“……” Qingshamu fell silent in thought.
She’d gone out for half a day mainly to hand over information to the Adventurer Squad, deliver intel, pick up operating funds, and get a new special weapon.
The mysterious sword in her hand now wasn’t just a random roadside iron sword like at first.
Could the handover have gone wrong and exposed her identity? It was very possible—highly possible, even.
This time, it hadn’t been an experienced S-class Adventurer Squad meeting her, but a Noble Adventurer Team cobbled together from who knows where.
The type where an old adventurer brought a few noble young masters out to “explore”—an Escort Team that took a simple delivery mission deep into the Demon Domain.
This showed that the Kingdom was caring less and less about her Undercover Mission—probably because of the lack of progress, the higher-ups were starting to resent her for using too many resources and had begun to go through the motions.
The more Qingshamu thought about it, the more it made sense.
With that unreliable group of noble adventurers, maybe someone got scared by a wild magical beast and blurted out the secret.
