Two days later.
Over ten miles outside Xingluo Town.
On a small mountain rarely visited by people.
"Huff, huff, huff!"
A female cultivator stumbled as she ran forward, frequently looking back in panic.
Her body bore several bloodstains, clearly from a recent, rather embarrassing magical combat.
This female cultivator, named Xue Yan, aged twenty, had ordinary cultivation talent and was only at the Third-Layer of Qi Cultivation.
Because her family had lived in Xingluo Town for generations, with her parents and grandparents there, Xue Yan had no lofty aspirations for the pursuit of ascension.
Situated at a major northern route, Xingluo Town was much more prosperous than surrounding towns, and Xue Yan lived quite comfortably there.
Today, she went on an outing to the distant suburbs with a few friends, but unexpectedly encountered a group of black-clothed bandits. These bandits were all in the late-period of Qi Cultivation, and Xue Yan's friends were all captured.
