"Tiansha, you almost died a hundred thousand years ago, why don't you give up?"

At this moment, a voice like the sound of Sanskrit came from outside the endless chaos.

"There's no point in fighting you guys, I just think he..."

“Very interesting.”

The medicinal bath is taken once a day, each time for half a quarter of an hour. After seven times, Qi Muyao will be as good as new, which means it will take seven days.

After four days, the medicinal bath had shown significant effects, and Qi Muyao could even feel that her skin was becoming smoother.

On the fifth day, in the afternoon, Qi Muyao couldn't wait to suggest a medicinal bath.

Jiang Zhige sat cross-legged outside the house, watching with his eyes on the nose, his nose on the mouth, and his mouth on the heart.

Although it only takes a moment to set up the medicinal bath, he has been with Qi Muyao all the time these days. First, he needs to be on guard against Lingtian Sword Sect seeking revenge and harming innocent villagers in Qinghe Village, and second, he accompanies Qi Muyao to prevent her from hurting him again.

As long as the scars are healed and I can find a way to give Qi Muyao some money and property, perhaps she can regain some confidence and no longer rely on embroidery for a living.

Not long after, Qi Muyao, without even putting on her clothes, groped her way out of the house and asked anxiously, "Brother Chuan, where are you? Can you see if my injury is better?"

Jiang Zhige looked back after hearing the voice and nodded, "It's almost healed. The remaining scars will disappear completely in two more times."

"Brother Chuan, thank you so much!"

Qi Muyao had tears in her eyes and reached out her hand to grope in the direction of Jiang Zhige.

Jiang Zhige couldn't help but sigh when he saw this. He stood up and went to support Qi Muyao. He was about to say something when he was suddenly hugged by Qi Muyao.

Jiang Zhige's expression paused for a moment, and he looked at Qi Muyao quietly.

"Thank you so much, really."

Qi Muyao's voice trembled and her eyes were filled with tears.

She never thought that she could return to normal. All her words of gratitude finally turned into a simple thank you.

After a moment, feeling Jiang Zhige's silence, Qi Muyao suddenly reacted and hurriedly let go of Jiang Zhige.

"S-Sorry, I got too carried away."

Although Jiang Zhige treats him like a friend, he is his real benefactor and a legendary immortal. How can he behave so frivolously?

Just when Qi Muyao thought that she would make Jiang Zhige feel disgusted, he smiled indifferently and touched Qi Muyao's head like an ordinary elder.

"No problem."

It was just a hug filled with celebration and gratitude, how could Jiang Zhige be angry about it?

The many hardships made Qi Muyao become sensible and reserved, but after all, she was just a sixteen-year-old girl.

At this moment, a weird voice came from a distance.

"Am I seeing right, brother? Do you like this?"

I saw two men wearing blue and white suits and carrying sword cases walking towards me from a distance.

The leader was a skinny young man with unsteady steps and pale lips, but he exuded the power of a late Lingwu realm. The other one was the disciple of Lingtian Sword Sect who had escaped.

There was a woman following them, it was Qi Yixin who had not been seen for a few days.

The three of them walked straight towards Jiang Zhige, looking at him and Qi Muyao with strange expressions.

Although the five-day medicinal bath had removed most of the scars, it had not removed all of them. Moreover, since Qi Muyao could not hold her breath and bury her head in the water for a long time, the most important healing effect on her face was lacking, making her look particularly horrible.

Jiang Zhige narrowed his eyes slightly. He ignored the skinny young man and looked at Qi Yixin and asked, "Miss Qi, why are you here?"

"You still have the nerve to ask me this? Worry about your own life first."

"You are just a casual cultivator, but you dare to go against Lingtian Sword Sect and kill Master Lin's brother. You will definitely die today."

While Qi Yixin was speaking, her eyes were fixed on Jiang Zhige's face.

At first, Qi Yixin didn't care much about Jiang Zhige's disheveled hair, but when she saw his handsome face, she was suddenly shocked and almost didn't recognize him at first sight.

No, no, no, no matter how good-looking it is, it's just a shell.

She had been limited by the vision of mortals once before, and she would never make the same mistake again this time.

Compared to Jiang Zhige, a casual cultivator with nothing but a good appearance, Lin Chengping, who has reached the late stage of Lingwu realm, is an inner sect disciple of Lingtian Sword Sect and has a promising future. He is her best choice.

Noticing Qi Yixin's gaze, Lin Chengping showed displeasure and sneered, "By the way, Miss Qi, you said before that you were this guy's savior, and he also promised to meet your three requests?"

In his eyes, Jiang Zhige was just an annoying grasshopper that popped out by chance. No matter how handsome he was, he would be a corpse sooner or later.

Only the Lingtian Sword Sect disciple at the back was secretly puzzled. How come Jiang Zhige's face looked a bit like the legendary Emperor Xuan Cang? He shook his head and didn't think much about it.

The Demon Emperor's death had long been confirmed, and even if he wasn't dead, how could he appear in such a small place? It must be just a coincidence that they looked somewhat similar.

"Yes, this guy is really an ungrateful person. If I hadn't rescued him, he would have drowned in the river."

"Not to mention the favor of a life in exchange for three requests, they can't be too excessive."

Qi Yixin curled her lips and looked at Jiang Zhige with contempt and disgust in her eyes.

She had seen Qi Muyao's previous appearance, and her scar had improved a lot now. It was definitely Jiang Zhige who helped.

I only got three requests in exchange for saving his life, but Jiang Zhige is unconditionally helping an ugly bastard who should have died long ago? Hearing this, Lin Chengping looked at Jiang Zhige and Qi Muyao with interest, and said with a strange smile: "In this case, Miss Qi, why don't you let him cut off one of his arms, or let him have sex with that disgusting thing behind him in front of us?"

It's a bit too much to ask Jiang Zhige to commit suicide on the spot, but it shouldn't be too much to just ask him to cut off one arm, right?

As the saying goes, people of the same family tend to stick together. Lin Chengping's words were not out of anger over his brother's death, but simply out of a desire to watch a good show.

Before he finished speaking, an extremely terrifying pressure swept over him instantly.

Plop! Lin Chengping and the other two instantly fell to their knees, breathing heavily, and trying their best they couldn't straighten their backs.

"How is that possible?!"

In an instant, Lin Chengping and the other two, who had been so relaxed before, were all shocked.

Such power is not something that can be achieved by the Daozhong realm, or even the Yuanhai realm. How could there be a casual cultivator of this realm in Shangquanzhou?

Lin Chengping looked forward with difficulty, only to see Jiang Zhige with an extremely cold face, walking towards him step by step with a terrifying murderous intent emanating from his body as if from the underworld.

"You're going to kill me?!"

"Quick, quick! Miss Qi, aren't you his savior? Ask him to let me go! As long as I don't die, I promise to let you pass the Immortal Sect Assessment in three months and enter my Lingtian Sword Sect!"

In just a few breaths, the annoying grasshopper that jumped out by chance turned into Lin Chengping.

He knelt on the ground and struggled desperately, but his whole body seemed to be suppressed by a huge force and he could only watch Jiang Zhige approach him step by step.

At this moment, Qi Yixin was terrified and a little regretful at the same time. She never thought that the person she casually saved could actually crush Lin Chengping, who also had a high status in the Immortal Sect.

Hearing Lin Chengping's cry, Qi Yixin hesitated for a long time, gritted her teeth and said: "Mr. Jiang, I, I want to use my second request, please let Mr. Lin go!"

She couldn't be wrong. No matter how strong Jiang Zhige was, he was just a casual cultivator and only one person. Behind Lin Chengping stood the Lingtian Sword Sect, which had powerful soul-breaking realm masters. Moreover, Lin Chengping had agreed to let her join the Lingtian Sword Sect.

Qi Yixin knew that as a mortal her vision was limited, but she at least wanted to be a mortal with a far-sighted vision.

After Qi Yixin finished speaking, Jiang Zhige did not stop.

"Hey! You are an immortal after all, are you going to be ungrateful?"

"Mr. Lin just said something inappropriate, but he didn't cause you any harm. Is it too much for you to let him go?"

Qi Yixin couldn't help but feel anxious and wanted to say a few more words, but she saw Jiang Zhige giving her a murderous look.

This sight made Qi Yixin's face turn pale as paper, cold sweat broke out on his back as if he had fallen into an abyss, and he dared not say another word.

Jiang Zhige has always been a man who values ​​love and gratitude. However, even if he was smashed into a pulp, he would not die. How could he be drowned by a mere river? The so-called life-saving grace was just a gimmick for him to start a new life.

If it touches the bottom line, Qi Yixin will kill him without hesitation.

"Brother Chuan."

Just when Jiang Zhige was about to crush Lin Chengping and the other man to death, Qi Muyao's voice suddenly came from behind.

Jiang Zhige was stunned when he heard the voice, and turned to look at Qi Muyao, only to find that she was also trembling under his pressure.

The murderous intent in Jiang Zhige's eyes eased a little. He withdrew his pressure and helped Qi Muyao up.

Lin Chengping and the other man didn't even have time to relax. They took the opportunity to support each other and stood up, staggering away.

Jiang Zhige looked cold and did not try to stop it.

In his eyes, Lin Chengping was already a dead man, but there was no need for him to die in front of Qi Muyao.

Not only Lin Chengping, perhaps the entire Lingtian Sword Sect needs to be rectified.