The spearpoint pressed against his throat, and the Tailor broke out in a cold sweat.
He blurted out, "Could it be that Your Excellency has transcended the Ascension to Heaven Road and set foot upon the immortal path?"
"Immortal?"
The Female Gunman thought for a moment and said, "It is merely an illusory and ethereal title. If immortals exist in this world, then I am a Mountain Mover."
"Mountain Mover..."
The Tailor murmured to himself, then his body suddenly stiffened as he realized the meaning contained within those three words.
The character for immortal placed a person atop a mountain!
If the mountain were moved away, the "immortal" would fall into an ordinary mortal!
At that instant, the Tailor suddenly recalled something the Temple Master had said long ago—
Even gods and immortals in heaven would not dare come to this mortal world. If any did, I would slay immortals in the mortal realm!
"You have already lost. Take me to see your main body."
The Female Gunman spoke bluntly and directly.
The Tailor's expression shifted unpredictably. "May I ask why Your Excellency insists on finding my main body?"
They bore neither grievance nor enmity, yet he had been targeted by a mysterious and terrifying Female Gunman. Even the Tailor was left speechless. He pondered bitterly for a long while, yet could not recall when he had ever offended this Female Gunman.
It was simply inexplicable.
"Is fighting not reason enough?"
The Female Gunman sounded somewhat impatient.
The Tailor: "..."
He realized that he had most likely encountered a madwoman devoted wholly to cultivation and battle!!
There was simply no reasoning with such a person. Karma, grudges, etiquette, and rules were all useless in the eyes of someone like her!
Having understood that, the Tailor calmly said, "Your Excellency, if