The burning pain, like being scalded in a pan of oil, made Zhou Mengya forget her facial expressions. Her face twisted into a ferocious contortion. The demonic energy within her was like a mouse seeing a cat, hiding in her body in terror and refusing to come out!

"Jianjian, come back!"

The girl's clear voice rang out.

As if it had a mind of its own, the sword pierced through Zhou Mengya's entire palm, washed clean in a small pool nearby, and then returned to Tianning's side.

"Aaaaaah—" Zhou Mengya screamed in agony, unable to control herself.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the male concubines immediately protected Zhou Mengya: "Quick! Cover Mengya and get out of here first!"

"What's the rush? Are you in such a hurry to be reincarnated? I've always been a kind-hearted person, so how about I give you all a ride?"

The young girl stood in mid-air, sword in hand, the tip pointing directly in the direction of the demonic cultivators. Her lips parted slightly, her tone incredibly provocative: "But remember to use your brain before you act in your next life. The Six Sects are not people you can mess with!"

Everyone was shocked that she had recovered so quickly and had appeared in front of the demonic cultivators to make a move.

Zhou Mengya's male lovers were furious at her arrogant behavior. She was just a girl at the third level of Foundation Establishment, yet she dared to be so audacious!

They could kill her and then escape!

"You idiot, you're asking for it!"

The group of mothers on the other side immediately felt their hearts leap into their throats... Ahhh! This troublesome girl, why does she always attract so much hatred?!

They should have at least reminded them beforehand. What if she got hurt while she was alone?!

That's a demonic cultivator! A demonic cultivator!

They might even kill her with ruthless cruelty!

Their hearts were in their throats!

Then, an unexpected scene unfolded.

Sword cultivators drew their swords, talisman cultivators pulled out their talismans, alchemists grabbed healing pills, and beast tamers kicked their spirit beasts in the rear to urge them to hurry up!

The hot-tempered elder brother, a body cultivator, had already run far away with his fists clenched. What time was he wasting now? Their poor, helpless junior sister was being bullied by demonic cultivators! Quick, save her!

Even the weapon refiners charged forward, weapons in hand...

"You audacious demonic cultivator! You won't even dare to harm a hair on my precious baby's heart!"

Qin Ling, the chief disciple of the Weapon Forging Sect, shouted as she charged forward!

"..."

An elder wanted to intervene, but was stopped by Sect Leader Rong, whose expression was complicated.

"Sect Leader?"

The elder was puzzled.

Similarly, the other five sect leaders did not make a move.

"This is their battlefield."

A fleeting look of satisfaction crossed Master Rong's eyes. He said, "Let them experience for themselves what true cooperation is. We old folks will just cover for them here."

Growth always involves weathering storms.

Thinking back to the horrific scene when they fought the Beast King, and looking at the present, it's all because of Tian Ning! But these are the children they wanted to see.

Then, in everyone's eyes, nine swords suddenly appeared behind the weak, pitiful, and helpless Tian Ning!

She smiled radiantly: "Who's courting death now?"

The demonic cultivators: "..."

Sorry to bother you.