The next morning, the sky had just begun to brighten.
Si Li and Wang Xin landed on a barren mountain on the outskirts of the Zhou Kingdom's Imperial Capital.
"Cough, cough, cough."
Si Li coughed several times in a row and spat out a mouthful of clotted blood.
"You bastard! Who was that masked bitch? If I ever run into her again, I'll hang her up and beat the living daylights out of her!"
Si Li wiped the corner of her mouth, her chest heaving violently.
The more she thought about what had happened last night, the angrier she became.
She had set up her Formation perfectly. If nothing went wrong, she would be able to find the young master's reincarnation as long as he appeared somewhere in the Zhou Kingdom's Imperial Capital.
But who could have guessed that some Sword Cultivator woman would suddenly show up?
And start attacking without even a word.
That bitch! Had she ever done anything to offend her?
She'd never even seen the woman before!
So why had she ruined her plans?
Fortunately, her and Wang Xin's realms were decent, and with the help of Chaos's Innate Spiritual Power, she had managed to escape unscathed apart from a few injuries.
Otherwise, there would have been no telling what might have happened against that woman's fierce Sword Qi.
"Little sister Wang Xin, are you all right?"
Si Li took a deep breath, calmed herself, and looked at Wang Xin beside her.
"I'm fine." Wang Xin shook her head.
Although Wang Xin's face was a little pale too, her injuries were relatively minor.
"That's good."
Si Li wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.
"Of the Ascension Realm Sword Cultivators in the Central Plains, only three are women. I'll have the Listening Wind Pavilion