Within half an hour, a large group of people, all of them cultivators, arrived on the city wall.
The four demonic cultivators, who were struggling against Ji Fengyao, finally saw reinforcements and were overjoyed: they were finally going to be saved!
Several people felt a lump in their throats.
They were just about to retreat.
Ji Fengyao was not about to let them go; she had had her fill of fighting. With a flick of her wrist, she took out the "Drunken Golden Immortal" sword from her storage ring and hurled it straight at the four men.
The four men were caught off guard when the young female bandit suddenly used poison. Their faces were covered in it, and two of them even ate it!
"Pfft! Ah pfft pfft pfft!"
"Cough cough!"
"What did you get for us?"
The Drunken Immortal has no pungent smell; on the contrary, it has a delicate fragrance, like the scent of a girl's fine rouge and powder.
The two people who ate it didn't find it unpleasant; on the contrary, they found it somewhat sweet.
So none of the four panicked, but they were suddenly choked by the smear on their faces.
"I sensed you wanted to run away, so I brought you some good things to keep you in check," Ji Fengyao replied with a grin, her hands behind her back.
After fighting for a while, the four of them hadn't been at a disadvantage and had become bolder.
They might not be able to win in a fight, but if the girl was determined to run, the four of them were confident that she would not be able to stop them!
"Tch! You think you can keep us here with just this little bit of sweet soup? You're dreaming!" one of the demonic cultivators among the four laughed.
Another person chimed in with a disdainful laugh: "Yes! Little sister, you still lack experience in the martial world. Don't you know that cultivators are immune to mortal poisons after reaching the Foundation Establishment stage?"
"Ha ha!"
"ha……?"
"Ha...Bang!"
The group's unrestrained laughter suddenly turned sour halfway through; the confusion in their eyes quickly transformed into shock and despair, and then they collapsed to the ground one by one.
Ji Fengyao walked up to the group with her hands behind her back, kicked their faces with her toes, and said crisply, "Gentlemen, it seems your experience in the martial world is quite shallow, and your IQ is a bit lacking, you need to pay for it. Since you know there is a difference between ordinary poisons and spiritual poisons, you should be on guard, how can you just stand there and let someone smear it all over your face?"
"You, and you too," Ji Fengyao said, giving special attention to the two demonic cultivators who had consumed "Drunken Golden Immortal." She shook her head with a "tsk tsk" sound: "You two are simply idiots. You dared to eat my Drunken Golden Immortal? Even if I don't kill you today, you'll be lying there for ten or eight years before you can get up. Do you think your master can tolerate you lying there motionless for ten or eight years?"
Upon hearing this, the two demonic cultivators felt like they wanted to die, and large tears instantly welled up in their eyes!
It was said by His Excellency himself:
Once cultivators reach the Foundation Establishment stage, there are very few poisons in the world that can harm them!
Your Excellency has caused them so much suffering!
Waaaaaah!
The other two were still able to speak weakly, and in a panic, they quickly begged for mercy:
"Ninth Princess Consort, we know you are amazing, we were blind to your abilities!"
"Yes! We have no intention of being your enemy, but in war between two countries, facing each other on the battlefield, we are forced into this situation. But we absolutely never intended to kill you..."
"Break! Break! Break!"
"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"
Several sharp, piercing sounds rang out.
Ji Fengyao easily took two steps back with her hands behind her back, and the two demonic cultivators who were begging for mercy in front of her were pierced through by two arrows that shot from the city wall!
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