Liu Qingwu was alone, besieged by two ninth-level Nascent Soul Realm cultivators of unknown origin.
Her robes had long since been soaked through with blood, and wounds of varying depths covered every inch of exposed skin. Even her bonded Beast—the Nine Heavens Thunder Tiger—lay collapsed nearby, its massive body covered in wounds, its breath faint. It clearly no longer had the strength to fight.
One man sneered disdainfully. "Little girl from the Beast Taming Immortal Sect, stop struggling in vain. Even with your beast pet helping you, you're still no match for us!"
Could it be... that I am going to fall here?
Liu Qingwu's face was pale as a bleak despair rose in her heart.
To reach Eastern Jin, this sacred land of cultivation, she had exhausted every connection her family possessed. She traveled from Great Qin to Western Jin, then endured countless hardships before finally entering Eastern Jin and joining the Beast Taming Immortal Sect.
She had thought she would cultivate all the way to the Spirit Transformation Realm, but she had never expected her luck to be so terrible—she had broken through to the eighth level of the Nascent Soul Realm just before Water Moon Cave Heaven opened.
At this cultivation level, she was at the very bottom of the Heaven Zone, and the slightest misstep could cost her life. But had she remained at the seventh level of the Nascent Soul Realm, she would have been among the top fighters in the Earth Zone; no one could have harmed her in the slightest.
"Two grown men bullying a weak woman—aren't you ashamed?"
Just as Liu Qingwu sank into despair, a detached male voice suddenly rang out from all around her, like a clear breeze dispersing the gloom in her heart.
Chen Changming?
The moment she heard