Don't Cling Anymore, I Cultivate the Dao of Ruthlessness

Only after her death did Lu Fuyue realize that she was merely cannon fodder, a 'white moonlight' in a book. In this book, Mo Qianci was the male lead of a harem immortal cultivation novel, ...

Chapter 133 Taking Action

The female cultivator was blasted away by the spiritual power and fell to the ground, spitting out blood, but her eyes were full of mockery, without the slightest fear.

She only wanted to cultivate diligently; she only wanted to rise from an ordinary mortal to the Great Dao, and find a place to settle down and make a living in this vast world of cultivation.

But why is it so difficult?

Because of her appearance, she was defiled; because of her background, she had no recourse; because of her lowly status, she was humiliated and had to endure the pointing fingers of her fellow disciples.

Jiang Li slowly closed her eyes, her whole body aching as if she were being burned by fire.

She lost her primordial yin before even establishing her foundation, completely destroying her roots. From then on, cultivation became extremely difficult, and she could no longer embark on the path to enlightenment.

But those who harmed her are living well, how ironic.

Yan Nanfei glanced at the blood-soaked man on the ground, his eyes filled with a chilling coldness. No matter how bad this person was, he was still a member of the Yan family. Even if he had made a mistake, it was up to the Yan family to deal with him.

Who did it?

Everyone fell silent. Uncle Yan was always protective of his own, so it seemed that Senior Sister Lu was in trouble.

Especially the female cultivator on the ground, she probably won't live past tomorrow.

After a long while, no one spoke.

Yan Changping, who was lying on the ground, had already fainted. If Yan Nanfei hadn't arrived in time and transferred some spiritual energy into him, he probably would have died long ago.

Yan Nanfei's expression turned even colder, and the pressure of a half-step Nascent Soul cultivator poured out, causing the disciples present to turn pale and break out in a cold sweat.

Most of them were only at the Foundation Establishment stage, and there were even a few junior disciples at the Qi Refining stage. Naturally, they could not withstand the pressure of the half-step Nascent Soul cultivator. Soon, those junior disciples at the Qi Refining stage vomited blood, collapsed to the ground, and fainted. The people around them quickly helped them up.

Some of the disciples looked indignant and suddenly stood up as if to say something, but were abruptly interrupted.

Jiang Li, who had just collapsed to the ground, struggled to her feet and straightened her back, looking at Yan Nanfei with sarcasm. "So, even the most talented Uncle Yan of the Tianxuan Sect is nothing special."

Yan Nanfei stared silently at the frail and seemingly oblivious female cultivator before him, his expression inscrutable.

The disciples watching were shocked. Had Jiang Li gone mad? This was the only disciple of the ancestor, the only genius in their Tianxuan Sect in nearly ten thousand years who had cultivated to the half-step Nascent Soul stage in less than a hundred years.

This talent is among the best, even in the entire cultivation world.

Moreover, no one has ever seen his sword unsheathed; all those who have seen it have died by his blade.

Jiang Li's actions brought her no benefit other than angering her Uncle Yan.

However, Jiang Li did not stop; she continued to look up at Yan Nanfei.

"You indulged your cousin, bullying us disciples who had no background and no talent, and let him ruin me and countless other female cultivators like me before they could even reach the Golden Core stage."

As she spoke, the hatred in her chest burned like a raging fire, growing ever stronger, as if it wanted to reduce her to ashes.

Jiang Li pointed at his nose and burst into maniacal laughter, "Hahaha, Yan Nanfei, you and Yan Changping are no different, both equally disgusting!"

"You possess such talent, yet you are blind in both eyes and mind."

Yan Nanfei's eyes revealed no emotion, but his overall aura was extremely low, making everyone present hold their breath for Jiang Li.

Although Jiang Li was not particularly talented, she was extremely hardworking. She had been cultivating diligently for decades and was about to reach the Foundation Establishment stage, but she was unexpectedly noticed by Yan Changping because of her appearance.

She refused to submit and intended to go to the Enforcement Hall to file a complaint against him. However, as soon as she stepped into the inner gate, she was surrounded by Yan Changping and his men, who then forcibly extracted her essence.

From then on, Jiang Li's foundation was destroyed, and her cultivation level dropped to the mid-stage of Qi Refining. She was also bullied and threatened by people arranged by Yan Changping not to cause any more trouble, otherwise her relatives in the mortal world would die without a burial place.

Jiang Li had to endure it for the sake of her family, but she never expected that her parents and her younger brother's family had already died in a fire.

When she was being sexually exploited, she did consider reporting him to the law enforcement hall.

However, the power behind Yan Changping was simply too great. It wasn't that no one had reported him before, but those matters were ultimately left unresolved.

Jiang Li no longer trusts anyone; the only person she trusts is herself.

So, in order to take revenge, she sacrificed a hundred years of her lifespan to obtain a cultivation technique that could improve one's cultivation level in a short period of time. She then infiltrated Yan Changping's side and killed him with a single sword strike to avenge herself.

Yan Nanfei was taken aback. He looked down at the half-dead man on the ground. If that was the case, then Yan Changping truly deserved to die.

But he cannot die here.

Just then, taking advantage of Yan Nanfei's inattention, Jiang Li suddenly channeled her spiritual power and struck the person lying in a pool of blood.

She went through all this trouble not to reopen her wounds for others to see.

Yan Nanfei noticed her movement and subconsciously raised his hand to block with his spiritual power. Jiang Li was only at the peak of Qi Refining, so she naturally couldn't withstand the attack of a half-step Nascent Soul cultivator. Before her palm wind could even land on Yan Changping, she was bounced back by Yan Nanfei's spiritual power.

This rebound not only shattered Jiang Li's meridians but also severely injured her, leaving her mouth full of blood.

Unfortunately, they failed to kill Yan Changping.

Just when Jiang Li thought she was going to die, a white figure appeared, lightly touched the ground with its toes, and caught her before slowly landing.

Jiang Li froze, staring blankly at Lu Fuyue's profile, "Uncle-Master Lu..."

Lu Fuyue looked at the pale-faced woman in her arms, took out a fifth-grade Spirit Nourishing Pill from her storage space, and fed it to her.

Jiang Li subconsciously opened her mouth, and soon, the pill transformed into a warm spiritual energy that slid into her body. The moment the pill entered her body, the various hidden injuries in her body gradually began to heal.

It wasn't until Lu Fuyue released her that she came to her senses. The pills that her Uncle Lu had given her were no ordinary pills; otherwise, how could her injuries have healed so quickly? Even the spiritual energy that had been drained from her body earlier showed signs of recovery.

Jiang Li: "Uncle-Master Lu, this pill..."

Lu Fuyue said calmly, "Consider this pill a gift from me to you. As for what happened today, you don't need to worry about it."

"With me here, no one can hurt you again!"