Liu Xiaoyuan looked at the middle-aged woman. She could tell his cultivation level at a glance. Needless to say, she must be a cultivator.
However, Liu Xiaoyuan couldn't see through the other party's cultivation level, which meant that the other party was at least a Golden Core cultivator.
If the middle-aged woman were a Golden Core cultivator, and she were to forcibly take Yang Zihan away today, Liu Xiaoyuan laughed and said that even with the help of a god-level invincible system, he wouldn't be able to do anything to this woman.
Of course, if we call Su Xue over to help, there might be a sliver of hope!
In order to find out the middle-aged woman's cultivation level, Liu Xiaoyuan had no choice but to seek help from the system.
The God-level Invincible System lazily said, "Young man, the woman in front of you is a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. Don't even think about it. If I were you, I'd get lost right now!"
A Nascent Soul cultivator in the late stage? Liu Xiaoyuan was immediately terrified. That was a powerful figure who could crush Liu Xiaoyuan with the flick of a finger. With Liu Xiaoyuan's cultivation level, fighting against her would be tantamount to courting death.
"I'm not coming over, I'm not coming over, I'm not going with you!" Yang Zihan grabbed Liu Xiaoyuan's arm and refused to go over.
Liu Xiaoyuan looked at the other party and said, "Senior, since Zihan is unwilling to go with you, don't force her. As the saying goes, a forced melon is not sweet."
"Shut up!" The middle-aged woman glared at Liu Xiaoyuan and said, "From now on, you and Zihan are from two different worlds. Please don't bother Zihan. You are not worthy of Zihan at all!"
What the hell! Whether I'm good enough for Yang Zihan or not is none of your business! Yang Zihan's mother should be the one saying this! Who do you think you are?!
Liu Xiaoyuan originally thought this middle-aged woman was a kind and easy-going person, but he didn't expect her to still be so irritable. Damn it, she must be dissatisfied with her desires, which caused her to become so irritable.
"Whether I'm worthy of Zihan or not is none of your business, right? Who are you?" Liu Xiaoyuan got angry too. Damn it, I don't care what your cultivation level is, I'll talk back first.
The middle-aged woman felt her authority was being challenged when she saw Liu Xiaoyuan, a mere late-stage Qi Refining cultivator, dare to talk back to her. She knew that in the sect, not to mention Qi Refining cultivators, even Golden Core cultivators treated her with utmost respect. Yet this guy dared to ignore her existence; he deserved to die.
“From today onwards, I am Zihan’s master.” The middle-aged woman said, extending her right hand in a claw shape towards Liu Xiaoyuan.
Suddenly, Liu Xiaoyuan felt an invisible hand grab his neck and lift him up, leaving him no chance to resist.
"Let go of Xiaoyuan! Let go of Xiaoyuan!" Yang Zihan knew that the middle-aged woman was responsible for Liu Xiaoyuan's current state.
Lu Siyao pulled out a pistol and pointed it at the middle-aged woman, saying, "Let Xiaoyuan go right now, or I'll shoot!"
Suspended in mid-air, Liu Xiaoyuan felt a chill run down his spine. This was the power of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator! He was utterly helpless in front of such a cultivator.
Having witnessed the power of the Nascent Soul stage, Liu Xiaoyuan also wanted to become a Nascent Soul cultivator as soon as possible, but cultivation level is not something you can control.
Cultivation must be achieved step by step, and cannot be taken lightly. Of course, Liu Xiaoyuan's cultivation relies on experience points; as long as he has enough experience points, he can advance in rank.
"If you dare to talk to me like that again, I'll kill you without mercy!" After the middle-aged woman finished speaking, she lowered her hand. Liu Xiaoyuan felt the invisible hand on his neck disappear, and he fell to the ground, staggering a few steps backward.
"Zihan, let's go!" After the middle-aged woman finished speaking, she appeared beside Yang Zihan like a ghost, grabbed Yang Zihan's arm, and flew away.
Upon seeing this, Liu Xiaoyuan immediately gave chase. Fortunately, the middle-aged woman was not fast, and after flying out of Yang Zihan's house, she landed on the ground.
Liu Xiaoyuan blocked the middle-aged woman's path and said, "Yang Zihan is my woman. If you want to take her away, you have to ask me for permission first."
The middle-aged woman glanced at Liu Xiaoyuan and said, "I've told you, you're not good enough for Yang Zihan. If you keep pestering me, I'll make you vanish into thin air!"
What a domineering woman! But Liu Xiaoyuan isn't easily intimidated. Damn it, you're threatening me with death, huh? I'm not afraid!
"Hmph! I've already said it, Zihan is my woman. If you want to take her away, you need my permission!" Liu Xiaoyuan said the same thing again.
"You're asking for death!" Seeing Liu Xiaoyuan arrogantly blocking her way, the middle-aged woman waved her hand, and a fierce and unparalleled gust of air surged towards Liu Xiaoyuan.
The airflow was extremely fast, and Liu Xiaoyuan had no time to react before being blasted away and crashing heavily to the ground.
"Cough cough..." Liu Xiaoyuan coughed, and a mouthful of blood immediately spurted out of his mouth.
That one blow has already caused Liu Xiaoyuan serious internal injuries.
"This is just to teach you a lesson. If you dare to obstruct me again, I'll make you vanish into thin air!" the middle-aged woman said coldly.
Liu Xiaoyuan knew that even if he had the system summon a sword immortal at the late Foundation Establishment stage, he would still be no match for this woman.
As the saying goes, "Where there's life, there's hope," Liu Xiaoyuan thought, and he held back. If he confronted this middle-aged woman head-on, he would only face certain death, and Yang Zihan would still be taken away.
"Xiao Yuan!" When Yang Zihan saw Liu Xiaoyuan being injured by the middle-aged woman, she tried to break free from the woman's grasp, but Yang Zihan simply didn't have the strength.
"Let me go! Let me go!" Yang Zihan shouted as she struggled.
"Zihan, stop making a fuss. I'm only doing this for your own good!" the middle-aged woman said calmly to Yang Zihan.
At this moment, Lu Siyao also arrived. Seeing Liu Xiaoyuan lying on the ground, she immediately went over and asked, "Xiaoyuan, are you alright?"
Liu Xiaoyuan smiled and shook his head, saying, "I'm fine, this little injury is nothing to me!"
After saying that, Liu Xiaoyuan coughed again, and another spurt of blood came out of his stomach!
When Lu Siyao and Yang Zihan saw this, they were worried about Liu Xiaoyuan's safety. He was vomiting blood, so he must be seriously injured.
"What will you do to Xiao Yuan? If anything happens to Xiao Yuan, I'd rather die than become your apprentice." Yang Zihan said through gritted teeth, looking at the middle-aged woman.
The middle-aged woman wasn't angry at all and said, "Don't worry, Zihan, he only suffered some internal injuries. He'll recover after a period of recuperation."
Yang Zihan was relieved to learn that Liu Xiaoyuan had only suffered internal injuries and was not in any life-threatening danger.
Lu Siyao quickly wiped the blood from Liu Xiaoyuan's mouth with her own hands, and then asked with concern, "Xiaoyuan, are you alright? Should I take you to the hospital?"
(End of this chapter)
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