Forty-Eight Frames

Author's note: Pei Ling: ???

I keep making typos because my fingers won't cooperate. Thanks to the sweethearts who help me catch them, but I'm out of JJB this month. Next month, I'll turn those bugs into flowers!

Love you all!

Chapter 48: Forty-Eight Frames

The robbers' cultivation was not especially high. Their methods were unpredictable, though, and they struck without warning. That was how they had succeeded time and again. When they ran into someone like Yan Qingsui, they withdrew the moment their first strike failed. They knew when to take their winnings—and when to run.

But this time, they had run into Wei Huai. Yu Mingxuan was a capable fighter too. She simply fell short beside people like Wei Huai, though one Yu Mingxuan could have thrashed several Qiao Ranrans. Perhaps she lacked experience fighting cultivators; at first, she struggled to keep up. Once Wei Huai joined in, she gradually found her rhythm and showed the strength a Foundation Establishment cultivator ought to have.

Qiao Ranran rubbed her wrist and began measuring the gap between herself and Yu Mingxuan.

"Want to get some practice?" Pei Ling noticed Qiao Ranran's small movement and caught her wrist. It was slender and fragile, as though the slightest pressure from him could snap it. Yet that same slender wrist never trembled when she placed her needles. Steady and sure, it had saved one person after another. It really was remarkable.

Qiao Ranran pulled her hand back. Pei Ling's fingers were far too cold; their touch against her wrist sent a sharp chill through her. "I know my limits. I'm not going up there looking for trouble..."

Her Foundation Establishment Stage was hollow. She knew many healing Spell Arts and quite a few defensive ones, but even with offensive Spell Arts she knew