Born

What do we do? Chen Zui-Zui, why are your legs so short?! Help! Someone, hurry! Any Foundation Establishment cultivator will do! Bian Chunchou could tell that Wen Xu-Xu and Senior Sister Xia Ying's combined strike had taken at least 40% of the Evil Cultivator's health!

The good news was that she was badly injured. The bad news was that she still had 60% left!

That health bar was way too thick. Were they really going to wait here for death? They seemed—

"She's running!"

Shen Niangzi truly was about to run. These three Qi Refining Stage cultivators were far too wicked, but it did not matter. As long as she consumed the Half-Demon's vital essence, not only would her old injuries heal, but the wounds from this battle would heal as well. By then—

"We can't let her take Aqing!"

Xia Ying turned to shield her friend, who had nearly regressed into an infant. Wen Xu and Bian Chunchou gritted their teeth and decided to make one more desperate stand! Resigning themselves to fate was not their style!

By this point, Wen Xu had completely forgotten about his master. Other than the protective jade slip, he had thrown out every technique and move at his disposal. His body was covered in wounds of varying severity. Even when he had been chased off a cliff, he had not been this miserable.

Naturally, Bian Chunchou was no better off. He was usually optimistic, but now he could not smile at all.

So tired. It really felt like they were done for.

Bian Chunchou and Wen Xu were struck by the evil qi at the same time. Just as a frigid stream of evil qi was about to rush into their bodies, a force of imposing righteousness descended, brutally scattering all the stray