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

Who on earth is this person? His pressure is so terrifying!

The middle-aged man's throat rolled, his eyes full of fear. He stared at the masked man slowly walking towards him, and asked in a trembling voice: "Please... who are you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a big man next to him shouted impatiently: "Who cares who he is, kill him first!"

Following this shout, several of the middle-aged man's men rushed towards the masked man like wolves and tigers.

The middle-aged man's heart sank, but it was too late to stop his men.

Four big men rushed towards the masked man from four directions respectively. When they got close, the four of them jumped up almost at the same time, and the black swords in their hands chopped towards his head with fierce momentum.

The masked man didn't even glance at the four men; his eyes were always focused on Duan Tianyang who was lying on the ground.

He waved his hand lightly, and a powerful force instantly surged towards the four big men floating in the air, firmly supporting their bodies and then pushing them five or six meters away.

After the big men's feet landed on the ground, they unconsciously took a few steps back and finally stabilized their bodies.

Their foreheads were covered in sweat, their facial features were distorted, the muscles on their faces were twitching with spasms, their legs were weak, and finally they all collapsed to the ground at the same time.

The masked man turned to the middle-aged man opposite him and said in a cold tone: "I'll say it again, you, leave here immediately!"

The middle-aged man's mouth opened wide at this moment. He had never seen a martial artist with such power just by raising his hand.

Although his own cultivation had reached the fourth level of Tiangang Realm, the masked man in front of him was obviously at a higher level, having at least reached the third level of Disha Realm.

Even though the two of them were only one level apart in cultivation, there was a world of difference between them. There was no need for them to fight anymore.

He struggled to close his mouth, and while cautiously backing away, he stammered, "Your martial arts are truly unparalleled. Please calm down, I... I will leave right away!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately turned around and ran towards the entrance to the mountain. The four frightened men also got up from the ground and hurriedly chased after the middle-aged man.

As they ran away, the martial artists of the Wild Wolf Tribe dared not stay any longer. As if they had seen a ghost, they rushed down the mountainside, carried Shakun's body, picked up the head, jumped on their horses, raised their whips without looking back, and quickly disappeared from sight.

After they left, the masked man slowly walked towards Duan Tianyang who was lying on the ground. Although the latter was unable to get up, he was conscious and had an expression of disbelief on his face.

The appearance of the masked man shocked him as much as seeing Ling Ziyan herself.

Despite the unbearable pain in his body, Duan Tianyang still tried his best to ask: "You... why are you here?"

Having seen the masked man twice in the princess's mansion and the brothel, he knew that the masked man was Ling Ziyan's personal bodyguard.

But, shouldn't he be in Xuanhuang City protecting Ling Ziyan? Why is he here?

The masked man did not answer his question, but put his hand on his pulse. After a moment, he said in a cold tone: "Your internal injuries are very serious."

This was the first time Duan Tianyang heard the masked man's voice. The voice was like a flowing spring, pure and ethereal, making it difficult to tell the gender of the man.

After saying that, he took out a cloth bag wrapped in layers of rags from his arms, and after carefully opening it layer by layer, he revealed two black pills.

He gently took out one and put it into Duan Tianyang's mouth. The pill quickly melted in his mouth, and without chewing, it mixed with saliva and flowed down into his stomach.

After the pill entered his stomach, a warm current started from his stomach and intestines and quickly spread throughout his body, instantly dispelling the severe pain in Duan Tianyang's body and replacing it with an indescribable feeling of comfort.

Duan Tianyang felt that he had strength back in his body and suddenly remembered the Qi Condensation Technique that Gu Changhuan had taught him.

He immediately stood up, sat cross-legged, and began to use the Qi Condensation Technique to absorb and transform the external Qi in his body.

His cultivation had originally reached the fifth level of Huayuan Realm. Now, with the fusion of these external true qi, his cultivation broke through again and leaped to the second level of Poxu Realm.

When Duan Tianyang opened his eyes again, he found the masked man sitting quietly opposite him.

He turned his head to look at Hua Duoer beside him; she was still unconscious.

He stood up suddenly and wanted to go over to check on Hua Duoer's injuries.

Perhaps he rose too quickly, his body seemed to be thrown up by an invisible force, as light as a feather.

His eyes widened in astonishment, and he kept examining his body, feeling the strange changes in his body.

The masked man sitting opposite him spoke slowly in a steady tone: "To advance from the Yuanhua Realm to the Poxu Realm in one fell swoop is something that ordinary people can do, and you can actually directly step into the second level of the Poxu Realm. The mental method you practiced is quite interesting."

Duan Tianyang subconsciously looked at the ring in his hand. He was surprised to find that it had returned to its original appearance, and the red light that had been flashing continuously before had disappeared without a trace.

He attempted to reestablish contact with the ring, however, no matter how he tried, the ring remained unresponsive.

He had no time to think, and hurried to Hua Duoer, shaking her body gently, trying to wake her up: "Duoer! Duoer!"

No matter how he called, the flowers showed no response.

His heart tightened and he quickly placed his fingers on the flower's nose. He felt a faint breath and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Recalling the magical pill just now, Duan Tianyang turned to the masked man anxiously and asked: "Can you help me save her?"

The masked man blinked lightly, his tone revealing a hint of indifference: "The princess only asked me to protect you, but she didn't ask me to protect her."

"protect me?"

"Yes."

"When did you follow me?"

"Since you left Xuanhuang City."

"So, you've been following me around these days?"

"Yes."

Duan Tianyang's heart sank when he heard this. He had always thought that Ling Ziyan had transferred him to the remote Xiguan City out of revenge against him.

But now, she secretly sent someone to protect herself, which confused him.

What shocked him even more was that he had not noticed that the masked man was following him in secret.

As a wind warrior, he has an almost magical insight into the subtle changes in the surrounding atmosphere, but it has been nearly two months since he left Xuanhuang City, and he has not been able to discover the existence of the masked man.

Recalling the scene when the masked man just took action, everything seemed to have found the answer.

The masked man's cultivation is unfathomable, almost close to the state of returning to nature, second only to his master Gu Changhuan.

If the masked man intended to hide his aura, it would be difficult to detect with his current level of cultivation.