Xu Ningbing realized her opponent wasn't afraid of her at all, her hand holding the sword was trembling.
Although she had successfully entered the Gang Qi realm earlier, she hadn't truly experienced a real fight yet.
All she had were sparring sessions with Xu Mu.
Swish!
In an instant, Qian Lang from across was already in front of Xu Ningbing.
Xu Ningbing took a step back and thrust her sword forward.
Qian Lang swiftly sidestepped, dodging the attack.
Boom!
Both released their Gang Qi almost simultaneously. Their energies collided, erupting in a muffled roar within the mountain forest.
They both staggered back several steps almost at the same time.
"Gang Qi? I didn't expect someone as young as you to have reached the Gang Qi realm!"
A dagger appeared in Qian Lang's hand. "But for a beauty like you, I'm willing to take the high risk!"
Whoosh!
Qian Lang continued his assault towards Xu Ningbing. This man was at the same realm as her, Gang Qi.
If he used his sect's cultivation technique, he could have his fun with this woman while also absorbing her Qi to help himself break through.
Nothing could be more satisfying.
Xu Ningbing parried with her longsword while being forced to retreat step by step.
Suddenly, her eyes sharpened as she executed a technique: Golden Light Sword.
Hum!
In that instant, Qian Lang's eyes widened, and he instinctively raised his hands to cover them.
Xu Ningbing tightened her grip on the sword. She could have pressed the advantage, but as the sword tip reached his body, she stopped.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, Qian Lang flicked out a flying needle.
Seeing this, Xu Ningbing immediately raised her sword to block, but the needle pierced the wrist area of her sleeve.
Seeing this, she showed no further mercy, thrusting her sword into Qian Lang's side.
When she saw the blood immediately flowing onto the ground, she instantly released her grip on the hilt and retreated several steps.
"Hahaha! Little sister, my poison needle is coated with Spring Night Grass."
Qian Lang grinned through gritted teeth, pulling the longsword out and throwing it to the ground.
"What? Spring Night Grass!"
Hearing this, Xu Mu immediately strode towards Xu Ningbing.
He wasn't mentally prepared to drag Xu Ningbing to his Judo Club just yet.
Especially Xu Ningbing, with her personality, she'd probably rather die than agree.
When he reached Xu Ningbing, he found her calmly plucking the flying needle from her sleeve and tossing it aside.
Xu Ningbing lifted the left sleeve of her black top, revealing she was wearing a watch right there.
The flying needle had pierced into her watch, not her skin.
Seeing this, Xu Mu felt both relieved and a little disappointed.
Perhaps this was the true worth of a Level Ten Heavenly Fate.
"Damn it!"
Seeing this, Qian Lang cursed under his breath.
He was just about to flee when Xu Ningbing flashed in front of him.
She threw a punch.
Crash!
Qian Lang's body was sent flying backward, slamming into a large tree in the distance.
The tree shook violently, countless branches and leaves raining down from above.
Qian Lang also slumped to the ground, spitting blood, unable to stand up.
As for the round-faced Li Zhuang in the distance, seeing this, he was so terrified he turned and ran.
But Xu Mu instantly caught up, grabbed his arm, and threw him back.
Li Zhuang was just an ordinary person; being thrown like that left him wailing in pain on the ground.
Xu Mu walked over and looked at Xu Ningbing, asking, "What did you learn?"
"Don't show mercy."
Xu Ningbing had learned her lesson. If not for the watch, she might have been poisoned.
The end result would have been utter ruin.
"Correct. But there's a first time for everything, so I won't scold you for it this time."
Xu Mu said with a smile.
"Little Mu, what kind of poison is that Spring Night Grass he mentioned?"
Xu Ningbing asked curiously.
"It's the kind... that makes people revert to a primal state. You know."
Xu Mu winked at Xu Ningbing.
Hearing this, Xu Ningbing's eyes instantly turned icy. Luckily, her luck held this time, or there would have been trouble.
"If poisoned by it, can you resist it?"
"In the early stages, if you still have your senses, you can manage it yourself. But in the later stages, it's almost impossible. Your whole mind goes foggy, you don't even know what you're doing."
Xu Mu explained.
Hearing this, Xu Ningbing felt a wave of fear.
If she had been hit here, she wouldn't have known what to do.
Manage it herself?
If Xu Mu found out, where would her dignity as an elder sister be?
But if she didn't manage it herself, there were only three men here. The other two were out of the question, even if they died.
That would leave only Xu Mu.
Thinking of this, Xu Ningbing's pretty face grew slightly warm.
This was too taboo. Mustn't think about it, mustn't think about it.
"Little Mu, let's go."
Xu Ningbing said from the side.
"We can't leave just yet."
Xu Mu squatted in front of Li Zhuang, pressing down on his shoulder. "Stop screaming, or I'll dislocate your other arm."
Hearing this, Li Zhuang immediately shut his mouth in fear.
"Talk. What were you two doing here?"
Xu Mu pointed at Li Zhuang and asked. "If you dare lie to me, we'll bury you right here."
"I... We were just passing through... Aah!"
Li Zhuang was mid-sentence when one of his arms was dislocated by Xu Mu.
"Do you know who we are? In the Jianghu, they call us the 'Husband and Wife Lung Slices.' We were just here earlier, eating lung slices."
Xu Mu said coldly. "Human ones."
Hearing this, Xu Ningbing pursed her lips, a faint blush appearing on her cold, beautiful cheeks.
'Husband and Wife Lung Slices'? Even 'Husband and Wife Twin Fiends' would be better than that.
"Big brother, I'll talk, I'll talk!"
Li Zhuang cried out in pain, tears streaming.
"Don't speak yet."
Xu Mu said calmly. "Look at your companion over there. He's not dead yet. I'll ask him the same question in a moment. If your answers don't match, I'll have you buried together!"
As he spoke, Xu Mu grabbed Li Zhuang and headed into the distance.
Xu Ningbing followed closely beside Xu Mu.
When they reached a spot further away, Xu Mu looked at Li Zhuang indifferently. "Speak."
Li Zhuang had originally thought of playing clever, saying he ran a legitimate company. But with Xu Mu's warning, he didn't dare tell even a small lie.
He roughly explained the whole story.
He was the boss of a pyramid scheme company, scamming people all over the country, making money by recruiting more members.
Later, he met this Qian Lang. The man was very powerful and directly threatened his life, forcing him to work for Qian Lang.
They also ran the pyramid scheme, but if there were any beautiful women, they would drug them and leave them in the mountain forest.
Qian Lang said important people would come later to... enjoy them.
Hearing this, Xu Ningbing's eyes turned icy. She never expected there were such scum in the ancient martial arts world.
"Little Mu, what should we do?"
Xu Ningbing inquired.
"Let's go ask that other guy."
Xu Mu grabbed Li Zhuang again and went over to where Qian Lang was.
He casually threw Li Zhuang to the ground and walked up to Qian Lang. "Stop pretending. You're not dead. But if your story doesn't match his, you will die."
Qian Lang took a deep breath and told the truth.
As a disciple of the Yin-Yang Sect, he had no intention of dying for his sect.
There were so many beauties in the world he hadn't enjoyed yet. How could he die?
What Qian Lang said was mostly the same as Li Zhuang, but he added some details.
For example, those who came to 'enjoy' these women were almost all elders from the sect.
"Where is that woman hidden? Take me there now."
Xu Mu turned her head to look at Li Zhuang.

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!

grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)

igrating to the cultivation world for two hundred years, I've managed to lie low and reach the Nascent Soul stage. Only now does my golden finger arrive? ...

close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"