After all, with Granny Yun taking action, it meant he had a chance of preserving his life.
Nothing was more exhilarating than escaping death and remaining alive.
Before the Hook-nosed Cultivator, an invisible barrier slowly emerged, its ripples jagged and uneven, like flowing water, yet even more like a current of swords.
Accompanied by the stirring sound of the zither, the barrier spread outward, pushing Su Shi'er's flying sword slowly back.
In the time it took to flick a finger, the flying sword had retreated to Su Shi'er's side.
Glancing at the flying sword beside him, Su Shi'er narrowed his eyes and did not further urge his True Yuan.
Instead, he waved his hand and put away the flying sword.
"Looks like... you are determined to protect this man today."
His gaze passed over the Hook-nosed Cultivator and fell upon the entrance of the thatched cottage behind him as Su Shi'er spoke indifferently.
After breaking through to the Nascent Soul Stage, he did not possess many attack methods that could be used against enemies and were truly effective.
To break this invisible barrier, he would have to use one of his trump cards.
But trump cards were means for risking one's life. How could he use them lightly unless absolutely necessary?
What was more, the other party might not have truly gone all out. She might well possess even more formidable methods.
"I am not protecting him. I made myself very clear just now—leave this place, and the two of you may fight however you wish."
"But here, it is not allowed! This place may once have belonged to your sect, but the Yun Ge Sect left centuries ago. It belongs to me now."
"Fellow Cultivator, you are a clever man. You should know that fighting without cause brings you