Rescued
"Miss, you will surely get what you want."
Uncle Li smiled slightly. Although the Murong Family had fallen on hard times, the young lady's aptitude for cultivation was still quite good. She had successfully Foundation Establishment before the age of thirty and had now cultivated to the third level of the Foundation Establishment.
He, however, was at the fourth level of Foundation Establishment.
The two concealed their cultivation levels and entered the Blue Flower Dynasty three years ahead of schedule, also in preparation for the opening of the Ancient Demon Palace.
The carriage continued its journey.
Before long, five or six men at the Qi Refining Realm flew out from the dense forest on both sides.
Seeing that there were indeed robbers on the road, Uncle Li's face darkened.
Now that he has entered the Blue Flower Dynasty, he really doesn't want to reveal his cultivation level, lest he attract powerful enemies.
After all, the young lady's trip to the Ancient Demon Palace this time is too important, and the Ancient Demon Fragment Map in her possession must not be obtained by outsiders.
The Murong Family Murong Family, one of the Lineage that are guardians of Ancient Demon Beast, has declined ever since one of its Murong Family disappeared after the Ancient Demon Palace opened last time.
He wasn't worried about ordinary people, since outsiders were unaware of the existence of the Ancient Demon Palace, let alone that the Murong Family possessed a quarter of the Ancient Demon Fragment Map.
He's afraid of the other three.
If someone were to ambush them on the way and steal the Ancient Demon Fragment Map, the Murong Family would be utterly ruined, with no chance of recovery.
Who are you?
Uncle Li's eyes flickered as he stared at the newcomer.
There are six people in total: one at the Qi Cultivation Level 10, three at the eighth level of Qi Refining, and two at the seventh level of Qi Refining.
A middle-aged man at the Qi Cultivation Level 10 crossed his arms and sneered, "Old man, hand over your Storage Ring, and I can guarantee your survival."
"Quite the boast."
Uncle Li scoffed, then suddenly took out a talisman and activated it.
This is a top-grade first-tier talisman, the most powerful talisman that a Qi Refining cultivator can use.
Golden rays appeared, transforming into golden longswords.
"Go!"
Uncle Li smiled coldly and suddenly pointed with his hand.
Dozens of golden swords shot out.
Seeing the Sword Qi, the middle-aged man's expression changed drastically. He roared, "You old codger, you actually have a top-grade first-tier Golden Sword Talisman!"
He took out a talisman and activated it instantly, a black shield appearing and blocking the way for everyone.
The others also realized the power of the attack and activated their talismans to attack the Golden Sword Talisman.
Boom!
The golden sword struck the black shield, causing it to shake violently.
Other attacks, flashing with various colors, landed on the golden sword, thus disintegrating the offensive.
After a flurry of activity, the bandits, all at the Qi Refining stage, managed to thwart the Golden Sword Talisman without serious injury.
"Get out!"
Uncle Li said with a cold face.
Seeing that the old man before him was also a tough opponent, and that they wouldn't gain any advantage even if they tried their best, the middle-aged man gave a sheepish groan and led his men away.
The carriage was back on the road.
Uncle Li glanced meaningfully behind him and let out a low laugh.
That young man at the eighth level of Qi Refining will soon encounter this group of robbers.
The wheels spun shimmering as they disappeared into the distance.
On the official road, a handsome young man strode briskly along.
"Eighth level of Qi Refining?"
The middle-aged man hiding in the dense forest's eyes lit up, and a smile appeared on his face.
This is a fat fish; once it's in my hands, it won't fly away.
"Stop!"
The middle-aged man and his men rushed out of the dense forest, blocked the official road, and surrounded the handsome young man menacingly.
"Robbery?"
Chen Changming glanced at the group, a thoughtful expression appearing on his face.
He finally understood what the old man driving the cart meant.
So this Blue Flower Dynasty isn't peaceful after all; they can even be robbed in this remote place.
"Good, hand over the Storage Ring, and I'll let you go."
The middle-aged man said in a cold voice.
What if you don't pay?
Chen Changming raised an eyebrow, finding it rather amusing.
With his Foundation Establishment Level 8 Body Cultivator, even if he stood here without moving, these few Qi Refining cultivators couldn't touch him.
"If you don't pay, you'll die."
The middle-aged man said viciously.
No sooner had he finished speaking than a Flying Sword suddenly appeared from afar, silently severing his neck.
Blood splattered as a head fell from mid-air.
The other Qi Refining cultivators were so frightened by the sight of the Flying Sword killing that they fled in terror.
Those capable of Flying Sword must be Foundation Establishment cultivators; how could these Qi Refining cultivators possibly be a match for them?
"Miss, why are you helping this kind of person?"
In the distance, Uncle Li leaned against the car door, holding the reins in one hand, his brows slightly furrowed.
"This person doesn't seem like a bad person, and I can't bear to see him perish..."
Murong Qingxuan sighed softly.
Uncle Li shook his head.
He had watched the young lady grow up since she was a child, and he knew very well how independent she was. After seeing this lone Qi Refining Realm in the Qi Refining Realm today, he figured she might feel a sense of empathy for him.
That's why he used his Flying Sword to kill the bandit leader and save the young man's life.
Chen Changming picked up the middle-aged man's Storage Ring, then cast a Fireball Art to burn the corpse to ashes. He gazed at the carriage in the distance, a thoughtful expression on his face.
After the Flying Sword left, he kept his Divine Sense on it and found that he had returned to the carriage.
It seems that the beautiful woman "saved" him.
Although he had been "rescued," Chen Changming had no intention of getting close to the other party for the time being, so he continued to walk at a certain speed on the official road.
He is currently wanted by the Immortal Alliance, so it's really not good for him to deal with anyone. Going it alone is more suitable for him.
After walking for several hours, it gradually got dark.
Chen Changming decided to walk for a while longer before finding a place to rest.
For the past two months, he has spent most of his time traveling and hasn't had much time to cultivate. However, he still managed to thoroughly comprehend the Origin-Returning Sword Qi he obtained from Song Xi during this period.
"Hmm, a carriage?"
After walking for a while, Chen Changming saw a carriage parked alone on the road, but the old man and the young woman were no longer there.
The sounds of battle could be faintly heard coming from the mountains behind the dense forest to the south.
Chen Changming frowned.
Normally, he wouldn't interfere in such a situation, but since the young beauty in the carriage had "saved" him, Chen Changming felt quite reluctant.
After thinking about it, he decided to go and take a look.
With a swift movement, he unleashed the Dragon Glide Step, darting into the dense forest like a ghost.
After a few dozen breaths, Chen Changming appeared in a jungle outside a valley.
Bang!
A figure fell from mid-air, kicking up a cloud of dust.
"Haha, this girl from the Murong Family is far too weak..."
"Vulnerable."
In mid-air, four men in black laughed wildly.
Looking at Murong Qingxuan lying in a pool of blood, Chen Changming's pupils suddenly contracted. He hadn't expected that he would arrive a step too late. This young girl had been severely injured by the other party and was on the verge of death.
The old man's body was on the other side, decapitated, his death extremely gruesome.
Boom!
Chen Changming's body shot up like a cannonball, and in mid-air he suddenly threw out two Geng-Gold Sword, which instantly struck the two men in black and pinned them to the rocks.
Wielding the Geng-Gold Sword, he instantly reached the remaining two men in black, his sword radiating a dazzling, sun-like light that illuminated the entire valley.
"This is..."
The dying Murong Qingxuan stared at the golden sword light, then suddenly perked up, straining to keep her heavy eyelids open, and stared intently at the figure within the sword light.