Back in the space, Shi Lan felt somewhat dazed, with a lingering putrid and sour smell in her nostrils.
Mingxiao glanced furtively at Haoze, who stood beside him with a cold expression, and thought to himself, "He was the one who said that Lady Lan was too naive. Rather than letting her suffer, we should take advantage of the opportunity of the God Realm sending people down to the mortal world to let her experience the ways of the world."
He spoke so passionately back then, but now that Lady Lan has only kissed and hugged a man a few times, his expression has turned so ugly.
Thinking that this situation would happen again from time to time, Mingxiao scratched his dog face, quietly took a step back, then another, until he reached the edge of the space. He then simply swiped his little paw and disappeared from the space.
Shi Lan took two steps forward in a daze, not noticing that the person in front of her had changed. She simply held the bright green stone and said softly, "Mingxiao, I want to rest for a while."
Amidst the swirling mist, a tall, slender figure turned around, his dark eyes fixed on Shi Lan, and he parted his thin lips slightly, "Okay."
The voice was clear and cool, like a chilly breeze brushing against her face. Shi Lan blinked and suddenly realized that the person standing in front of her was a man with a handsome face and his hair in a high bun.
"Who are you?"
Shi Lan subconsciously took a step back, her two large eyes staring at him warily.
The man pursed his lips, his well-defined lips forming a thin line, but he still lightly flicked his sleeve, and in an instant, a soft chaise lounge appeared beside Shi Lan.
Shi Lan glanced at it, politely thanked her, and carefully sat down.
The man nodded almost imperceptibly and said, "I, Haoze, will take care of your matter for the time being."
Shi Lan rolled her eyes, a sudden thought flashing through her mind. Seeing his cold and unapproachable expression, she moved her red lips, but ultimately remained silent.
Seeing that she wanted to ask but dared not speak, Haoze's eyes flashed with a smile. With a slight movement of his fingers, the emerald green stone flew like a shooting star to a stone platform not far away.
"Alright, if you're tired, you can take a nap," Haoze's cold gaze softened, his handsome and aloof face concealing a hint of concern.
"No need, I'd better go do my mission," Shi Lan shook her head vigorously.
Just kidding, no one could possibly fall asleep the moment they're suddenly alone in a space with a handsome stranger, okay!
When Haoze saw her guarded look, his expression turned cold, and he lost his temper, waving his long sleeves.
Shi Lan felt a sudden dizziness. When she came to her senses, she heard a woman's concerned question, "Little Sister Shi, how is your injury? Should we go to town and ask a pharmacist to come and take a look at you?"
Shi Lan barely opened her eyes. A beautiful woman was supporting her shoulder, her brows furrowed with a touch of melancholy that made her look particularly charming.
“Jiaomei, the Ghost Fire group is heading in the opposite direction from the town. If they take a detour, the Ghost Fire will get far away, and it will be difficult for Shi Xiaomei to avenge herself,” a disapproving voice came from behind Shi Lan.
Shi Lan reluctantly turned her head, glanced at the handsome man with thick eyebrows and big eyes behind her, and said in a low voice, "There's no need to go to town, I'll rest for a while."
The woman and man exchanged a glance, then got up and left. Shi Lan, enduring the sharp pain in her chest, got up and bolted the door before staggering back onto the bed.
Memories surged back like a tide, and Shi Lan frowned, suppressing the hatred that threatened to overwhelm her reason and the injustice she had nowhere to turn.
This is a world where strength reigns supreme, and martial arts practitioners are the term used to describe cultivators in this world.
The minimum threshold for martial arts cultivation is Gathering Vortex. Only by gathering one's vital energy into a vortex in the dantian can one be considered a martial arts cultivator. If one has amazing perseverance and can break through nine minor realms, there is a 50% chance of reaching the True Essence stage. As for Breaking the Palace, one needs to break through nine minor realms again and have extremely good luck. As for the highest realm, Shattering the Void, which allows one to shatter the void with bare hands, it is now only a vague legend that is still occasionally circulated.
The original owner was also named Shi Lan. Her father, Shi Yingwu, reached the fifth level of the Gathering Cycle when he was twenty years old. After the original owner was born, he opened a martial arts school in the town, teaching some children from wealthy families who wanted to become disciples of a sect some basic fist and foot skills.
When the original owner was three years old, she found a beggar. Seeing that she was pitiful, she gave her some food. As a result, the beggar took advantage of the situation and hugged the original owner, begging her desperately. The original owner was simple-minded and, after being persuaded, took her back to the martial arts school.
At first, Mr. Shi disagreed with taking her in, but he couldn't resist the original owner's coquettishness, and seeing that the beggar named Xu Jiao seemed honest enough, he thought that one more person wouldn't make much difference, so he decided to treat it as finding a playmate for his daughter. That's how Xu Jiao stayed.
Xu Jiao was good at coaxing the original owner. She played games with her that the original owner had never played before every day. Over time, the original owner really regarded Xu Jiao, who was four years older than her, as an older sister. She even secretly taught her the boxing techniques that her father had strictly forbidden her from passing on. However, Xu Jiao had no talent for these techniques and no matter how she learned them, she could only manage to make flashy but ineffective moves.
Five years later, the original owner turned eight years old. Her father put her in a cave behind the martial arts school to soak in a medicinal bath and loosen her muscles and bones. Three days later, the original owner successfully gathered her qi vortex. When she came out of the cave, she found that the martial arts school had been reduced to ruins.
The original owner frantically searched everywhere, and was later told by people nearby that someone had set fire to the place at night, and none of the people in the martial arts school had escaped.
The original owner lost her parents and her friends and playmates overnight. She wanted to take revenge, but she knew that she was too weak with her current strength. So she traveled hundreds of miles to the Qingmen Sect of Yunlang Mountain.
There are three sects and five factions in this world. The Qing Sect ranks in the middle to upper range among these sects. The original owner came here by begging all the way and just happened to arrive when the Qing Sect opened its gates to recruit disciples. The original owner had excellent aptitude, was young and had already condensed his Qi vortex. Wu Ming immediately decided to accept him as his personal disciple.
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