The Savage Lady Wants to Kill Me! Reborn on the Path of Cultivation

"Have you washed clean?" Ling Ziyan looked at Duan Tianyang in the stream with a flushed face and asked impatiently.

Duan Tianyang hurriedly ran out of the stream, like a child trying hard to please an adult, and answered eagerly, "It's clean."

However, when he got closer, Ling Ziyan found that his face was still dirty and she couldn't see his true appearance clearly. She couldn't help but grab Duan Tianyang's hair and asked angrily: "Tell me, is this what you call washing clean? Look at your face, it's so dirty."

Duan Tianyang, who was grabbed, screamed in pain: "It hurts, it hurts, my wife, please be gentler!" His appearance was really laughable.

"Hmph!" Ling Ziyan let go of Duan Tianyang, not caring whether his face was washed clean or not. She turned and walked into the hut, because she felt the effect of the medicine in her body began to take effect. Her legs gradually became weak and her heartbeat kept accelerating.

It was too late to return to the room in the inn, and Ling Ziyan didn't want anyone to know about their affairs, so they could only choose to spend the night in the thatched house. This place was remote, so there was no need to worry about anyone coming.

Duan Tianyang followed closely behind Ling Ziyan. Surprisingly, Ling Ziyan suddenly showed a completely different enthusiasm from usual. She hugged Duan Tianyang tightly and kissed him passionately. Duan Tianyang's eyes widened in the face of this sudden action, but he reacted quickly and put his arms around Ling Ziyan's waist.

"You are so beautiful, my lady." Duan Tianyang couldn't help but admire Ling Ziyan, whose breath was as beautiful as orchid, as he looked at her.

The two words that originally disgusted Ling Ziyan now made her tremble as if she was electrocuted. Even Duan Tianyang's dirty face looked unusually handsome at this moment.

Ling Ziyan's legs became weak and she almost collapsed to the ground...

Duan Tianyang gently placed Ling Ziyan on the haystack, then leaned over to her, gently stroked her cheek with his hand, and said in a gentle tone: "My wife, I really like you. Please don't ignore me in the future, okay?"

Ling Ziyan's eyes looked a little hazy, and she couldn't even speak. She pressed down the hand holding Duan Tianyang, causing his lips to be deeply imprinted on hers.

In the humble thatched cottage, spring is in full bloom...

Duan Tianyang woke up at dawn. He and Ling Ziyan had spent the whole night together on the haystack. Ling Ziyan now closed her eyes and slept quietly beside Duan Tianyang, still covered with his clothes.

Duan Tianyang stood up and went to the stream to fetch a basin of clear water. He returned to the thatched cottage and gently helped Ling Ziyan wipe away the traces left by her madness. The stream water was too cold, and Ling Ziyan was awakened by the cold. The effect of the medicine in her body had subsided.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Duan Tianyang wiping her face with a rag. Ling Ziyan immediately turned her head away in disgust.

Duan Tianyang stopped what he was doing and had a puzzled expression on his face.

Ling Ziyan sat up holding her clothes and said to him coldly, "Turn around."

Duan Tianyang quickly did as he was told. Not long after, Ling Ziyan had changed her clothes. She stood up, feeling a little tired, and her legs were still shaking.

Recalling the madness of last night, Ling Ziyan couldn't help but feel a little ashamed. She walked out of the thatched cottage and told Duan Tianyang before leaving: "Come to the inn to find me later. We will continue on our journey after breakfast."

When Duan Tianyang arrived at the inn, he was surprised to find that Ling Ziyan had changed into neat clothes and was sitting in the lobby of the inn with Wan'er.

What surprised him even more was that there was a set of bowls and chopsticks placed next to him, which was obviously prepared for him. With a little uncertainty, Duan Tianyang sat next to Ling Ziyan, but did not dare to pick up the bowls and chopsticks rashly. He looked around awkwardly, trying to hide his uneasiness.

Wan'er picked up a mouthful of food for Duan Tianyang and said with a chuckle, "Son-in-law, what are you still looking around for? Eat quickly." When Wan'er learned that Duan Tianyang was the fiancé her young lady had been looking for, her attitude towards him took a 180-degree turn.

Ling Ziyan glared at Wan'er with dissatisfaction, as if blaming her for meddling in other people's business. Wan'er quickly lowered her head and pretended not to see anything and started eating.

Duan Tianyang cast a grateful look at Wan'er, then picked up the bowl and chopsticks and started eating. As he had not been able to eat enough in the past few days and had consumed a lot of energy last night, he was already dizzy with hunger.

Ling Ziyan looked at Duan Tianyang swallowing with disdain and instantly lost her appetite.

After Duan Tianyang cleared all the food on the table like a whirlwind, the three of them got up and left the inn, continuing on their way. After a day of walking, they finally arrived near the Huangdi Mountain Range. This place was remote and deserted, with steep terrain and was daunting.

They had been walking non-stop for a whole day, and as the sky gradually darkened and a drizzle began to fall, they still hadn't found a place to stay. Ling Ziyan couldn't help but feel an unknown irritation in her heart.

Wan'er carefully supported Ling Ziyan and reminded her softly, "Miss, this mountain path is narrow and rugged, with steep cliffs on one side and a deep abyss on the other. It's raining and the road is slippery and muddy. You have to be careful."

Before she could finish her words, Ling Ziyan suddenly stepped on empty air and half of her body was already above the abyss.

Wan'er quickly grabbed Ling Ziyan's hand, but as a weak woman, she was unable to stop Ling Ziyan from falling. Although Wan'er tried desperately to catch her, she was eventually forced to let go.

Ling Ziyan fell into the abyss. She shouted in horror: "Miss!"

Before Wan'er could react, she saw a figure jumping towards the place where Ling Ziyan fell without hesitation. This figure was Duan Tianyang who had been following them silently.

Duan Tianyang jumped off the cliff alone, grabbed Ling Ziyan who was falling with one hand, and clung to the edge of the abyss with the other hand. He used all his strength to barely stop his falling momentum. At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind: no matter what, he had to rescue Ling Ziyan.