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

"He is the son of the city lord." When mentioning Brother Tianming, Shan Xiaochun's face instantly glowed with admiration. "He is knowledgeable, superb in martial arts, and has both literary and military skills. In Bailu City, he is a young talent that everyone knows..."

It sounds so impressive, why had I never heard of it when I was in Bailu City? Duan Tianyang disagreed.

In the past, Duan Tianyang drifted to Bailu City and was obsessed with pharmacology. He hardly ever stepped out of that simple little house. The farthest he had been was to the nearby Zuixianju, so it was understandable that he had never heard of it.

He suppressed his impatience and whispered to Shan Xiaochun, "Let's go. I'll take you back to Bailu City."

"No, I want to go to Dongguan, put on armor and fight in the battlefield to achieve great achievements!" Shan Xiaochun retorted angrily, with unquestionable determination in his voice.

Duan Tianyang shrugged calmly and said jokingly: "I think your brother Tianming may not like a female general. What's more, you are still far from being a female general."

Although Shan Xiaochun knew that what he said made sense, he was still unhappy in his heart. His cheeks puffed up and his eyes were full of anger towards Duan Tianyang.

However, Duan Tianyang seemed unaware, and he gently held her wrist, with a firm step: "It's getting dark, let's find a place to stay for the night."

Shan Xiaochun followed passively, twisting his arms from time to time, trying to break free from the iron-like restraints, but in the end it was in vain.

She gave up reluctantly and stared at the person next to her, gritting her teeth.

The two came to a nearby town. Even though Bailu City had not yet fallen, traces of Jin soldiers could still be frequently seen in this area.

The Divine Realm Army was on high alert in the town, with sentries on the city walls following closely, a guard every three steps and a sentry every five steps. Groups of soldiers also patrolled the city from time to time.

An atmosphere before a war enveloped the entire town.

Duan Tianyang found an extremely simple inn. At the moment, he was short of money and had only a few copper coins on him, so he could only choose to make do with it temporarily.

For him, it doesn't matter where he spends the night. If he is alone, he can just find a place to meditate.

However, Shan Xiaochun, who was traveling with them, had been spoiled since childhood and could not tolerate such a simple environment, so he resolutely refused to stay.

In desperation, Duan Tianyang could only compromise and take her to find the most luxurious inn in the town.

When checking in, Shan Xiaochun deliberately only paid for his own room and turned a blind eye to Duan Tianyang's predicament.

Duan Tianyang was penniless at the moment and could not afford the high room fee. He also knew that Shan Xiaochun was deliberately making things difficult for him.

He took it calmly and there was no ripple in his heart.

After Shan Xiaochun walked into the room contentedly, Duan Tianyang quietly left the table and walked around to the side of the inn. After confirming that there was no one around, he stretched out his body and jumped lightly onto the roof. His movements were as smooth and silent as the wind blowing through the catkins.

Lying on the rubble of the roof, he used his hands as a pillow, looked up at the starry sky, with a myriad of thoughts in his mind.

Upon learning that Bailu City had not yet fallen and Ling Ziyan was among them, the heavy stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

However, when they met again, he was full of worries and didn't know how to face Ling Ziyan.

Recalling the past, on the night of Xuanhuang City, he had had sex with Ling Ziyan, but the soul that dominated the body was not him.

That vague memory is now clear, but at the time his memory was disconnected and he completely denied what happened that night, which broke Ling Ziyan's heart, and in the end she said "get out" resolutely.

Thinking about it now, he was overwhelmed with emotion and couldn't describe the feeling in his heart.

At the same time, Shan Xiaochun, who was in the guest room, initially thought that Duan Tianyang would come for help, but he waited for a long time and no one came.

She finally couldn't hold back any longer, so she walked out of the room and asked the innkeeper about Duan Tianyang's whereabouts.

Knowing that he had already left, she could not help but feel a surge of anger in her heart. She returned to her room angrily, sat on the bed, and muttered to herself: "You said you would escort me home, but it's only been one day and he ran away. Humph! You'd better stay away. I don't need your escort!"

Little did she know that every word she said was heard by Duan Tianyang on the roof.

He lay on the roof, shaking his head helplessly and smiling bitterly.

Late at night, Shan Xiaochun tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.

Just as she was lost in thought, a subtle but clear "click" sound suddenly came from outside the door. If she had not been sober at the moment, such a tiny sound would have been swallowed up by the ripples of the dream.

Shan Xiaochun's heart suddenly tightened, and an ominous premonition arose.

She opened her eyes wide, her gaze fixed on the door.

In the dim moonlight, she vaguely saw a cold light quietly peeking in from the crack of the door, fiddling with the latch lightly...

Could it be a thief? As the thought flashed through her mind, Shan Xiaochun unconsciously grasped the sword beside her. She held her breath and slowly pulled the sword out of the sheath.

The bolt was finally opened silently, and the door slowly opened. Two men in black flashed into the room like ghosts, their movements were swift and silent, and then they closed the door lightly.

They crouched at the door, their eyes as sharp as hawks, scanning every corner of the house.

Shan Xiaochun was lying on the bed, his body tense as a string and his heart beating like a drum, almost bursting through his chest.

Her hands were tightly gripping the hilt of the sword, her palms were full of sweat, and she didn't dare to move at all.

After observing for a moment, the two men in black slowly stood up, with two sharp daggers in their hands.

They moved lightly and silently towards the bed.

Just as they bent over to investigate, Shan Xiaochun finally couldn't hold back any longer, and suddenly jumped up from the bed, shouting, "Who dares to enter my room without permission!"

Her sudden standing up startled the two men in black, and they subconsciously took half a step back.

However, they quickly calmed down and swung their swords at the same time, one on the left and one on the right, aiming directly at Shan Xiaochun's vital points.

The sword flashed as fast as lightning and the coordination was tacit, obviously he was a well-trained master.

Shan Xiaochun swung her sword vigorously, trying to block the fierce double-knife attack. With a "clang", although her sword barely blocked the opponent's attack, she underestimated the opponent's strength.

At the moment the sword and the knife collided, her sword flew out of her hand involuntarily.

Shan Xiaochun screamed, and before she could recover from the shock, two men in black followed her like a shadow, and one of them kicked her hard.

With a dull "bang", she flew out from the bed, hit the wall heavily, and then fell back onto the bed weakly.

At this moment, Shan Xiaochun felt as if his internal organs were burning in a raging fire, his blood was surging, and he could not hold back a mouthful of blood, which gushed out.

She struggled to get up, but a man in black ruthlessly grabbed her hair and dragged her off the bed.

The other man in black crouched down, holding the dagger close to her neck, and said in a cold voice: "Don't move! If you move again, I will kill you!"

Faced with this sudden threat, Shan Xiaochun pretended to be calm and tried to intimidate the other party with words: "Do you know who I am? My father will never let you go!"

Before she finished her words, the man in black who had grabbed her hair slapped her in the face, with a cruel smile on his face: "Shut up! You are still stubborn even when you are about to die!"

At this moment, a sneer suddenly came from the window sill: "Humph~ I want to see who is going to die!"