When he had examined the child's lifespan earlier, he had already sensed something odd. Now he took a closer look, then, still uncertain, swept his spirit sense over the child from head to toe before confirming that she was a little girl.
The young child was delicate and lovely, with bright black eyes and hair hanging loose. It really was difficult to tell whether she was a boy or a girl by sight alone.
Jiang Yang had not seen through it immediately because immortal cultivators had their own rules: carelessly sweeping someone with spirit sense was deeply offensive.
Without a Ruo robe shielding the body, a moment's carelessness could expose everything. Thus, even when dealing with lesser cultivators or mortals, they would not casually subject them to such humiliation.
Since Chu Qingjian had held back, the woman had suffered no serious injuries. At last recovering from the lightning strike, she hurriedly threw herself to the ground and cried:
"Spare my life, exalted immortal! Please spare my life!"
Had she stayed silent, it might have been fine. But the moment she spoke, Chu Qingjian's anger surged. She hated that the Cong Household had exploited her sympathy to do such a thing.
Thankfully, her junior brother had discovered it early. Had anything gone wrong, who knew how humiliating it would have been for her? Lightning flickered in her hand as she said furiously:
"Does your Cong Household really think I'm so easy to bully... that my Golden Thunder has lost its edge?"
Jiang Yang quickly reached out to stop her and urged:
"Calm down, senior sister!"
Her Pivot Thunder was far too fierce. If she unleashed a full-force bolt without restraint, even a Foundation Establishment cultivator could not withstand it, let alone this Qi Refining woman. She would likely be reduced to