Chi Mei had killed many lecherous men, her hands stained with blood.
But today, she wanted to be a good person.
"Brother Wang, you run quickly, I'll hold him off."
Chi Mei knew that today would likely end in disaster and escape was impossible. She resolutely pushed Wang Wenjian away, intending to face Chi Yi alone.
As long as Wang Wenjian could successfully deliver the message, she would have no regrets even if she died.
"You go, I'll stay."
Wang Wenjian naturally wouldn't let a woman cover his retreat; he couldn't do such a thing.
He looked up at the pursuing Chi Yi, his right palm slightly curved. The immortal energy radiating from his body instantly condensed into a blade of light.
"Peak Golden Immortal Realm!"
Sensing the opponent's powerful pressure, his expression turned slightly grave.
His strength had advanced by leaps and bounds during his recent cultivation in the Sky City, but he had only become an immortal for a short time, and was now merely a newly ascended Saint Immortal.
If he were facing an early-stage Golden Immortal, he might have been able to contend with his sharp sword techniques, but a peak Golden Immortal was beyond his capabilities; the disparity in strength was too great.
However, as Ji Mo's disciple, he naturally feared nothing and dared to face any enemy.
Wang Wenjian raised the blade of light, pointing it at Chi Yi, unleashing his strongest fighting intent.
"Brother Wang..."
Chi Mei couldn't help but be stunned. She had never imagined that a man would be willing to risk his life for her.
With Wang Wenjian's cultivation, he was no match for Chi Yi. Staying would only lead to death.
He's risking his life for me!
Chi Mei's cold heart was suddenly filled with an unprecedented warmth. Gazing at Wang Wenjian's imposing figure, she was almost mesmerized.
Could this be love?
"Brother Wang, I want to fight alongside you."
Chi Mei did not flee alone, resolutely walking to Wang Wenjian's side.
At worst, they would die together; there was nothing to fear. She couldn't bring herself to abandon him in a time of crisis.
"You'll only distract me, hurry and escape."
Wang Wenjian frowned slightly, displeased.
Women only affected his drawing speed.
Moreover, you're already injured like this, staying is useless and will only be a burden. Don't cause trouble here.
"I'm not leaving."
Chi Mei was even more moved, her pupils rippling with tenderness.
Men were indeed contrary to their words. He clearly cared so much about her, yet he deliberately put on a stern face, showing disgust and coldly yelling at her to leave.
Do you think I'm stupid enough not to see that you're deliberately trying to anger me into leaving? But how could I, Chi Mei, be so cowardly and abandon you?
"Still want to leave? Today, neither of you will escape. You will all die."
Chi Yi sneered, blocking their retreat. "I didn't expect my luck to be so good, to actually run into Ji Mo's student. Then I'll send you two short-lived lovebirds to the afterlife. Soon after, I'll kill that dog Ji Mo."
"You bastard, how dare you insult my master! Watch me chop you down."
Wang Wenjian could not tolerate Ji Mo being insulted and struck decisively.
He charged forward, his blade of light unleashing five brilliant sword energies, blasting towards Chi Yi.
Chi Mei followed closely, employing the unique techniques of the Chi Lian tribe, a streak of light cutting through the air.
"Heh, two ants still want to resist."
Chi Yi produced an immortal spear, immensely thick, radiating unparalleled might as it swept towards them.
"Ah..."
Chi Mei grunted, sent flying backward, spitting out a mouthful of scarlet blood. Her entire being seemed to wilt.
Wang Wenjian was forced back hundreds of meters, his legs carving two deep grooves in the ground. His tiger's mouth throbbed with pain, and the blade of light flickered unsteadily.
If not for his superb sword skills in deflecting most of the force, he would likely have been injured.
"Is this what Ji Mo's students are like? Unbearably weak."
Chi Yi's face was filled with disdain. When Ji Mo had swept through the Chi Lian tribe, he had cowered like a turtle, lacking the courage to even fight, and merely clung to life.
Now, he felt he was capable and wanted to vent his anger on Wang Wenjian, thereby stepping on Ji Mo.
"Shameless! Chi Yi, aren't you just relying on your realm advantage? What are you so proud of? If Brother Wang had the same cultivation as you, he could kill you like slaughtering a pig."
Chi Mei coughed up blood as she defended Wang Wenjian.
She felt Wang Wenjian was already very strong. Being more than a major realm behind, yet able to block Chi Yi's attack without significant injury, he was undoubtedly a genius.
"Hmph, stubborn mouth. If your strength is lacking, why make excuses?"
Chi Yi's face instantly lost its composure. His killing intent surged, and he looked at Chi Mei with utter disregard, about to strike a fatal blow.
"Face the wind!"
Wang Wenjian decisively unleashed his ultimate move.
His body and sword became one. Brilliant sword energies instantly filled the entire valley, and a terrifying sword intent spread everywhere.
Immediately, countless gusts of wind, carrying infinite wind blades, surged towards Chi Yi like a tidal wave.
Wang Wenjian's Dao heart was clear and empty; with no women in his mind, his sword strikes were incredibly swift, ghost-like. In an instant, he swung hundreds, even thousands, of swords.
Chi Yi was somewhat panicked. He had never encountered an opponent with such rapid attack speed and could not withstand the storm-like assault.
Clang, clang, clang...
The blades of light struck Chi Yi's body, emitting a harsh metallic clang.
However, they only pierced his clothes, leaving white marks, and caused no real damage.
The Chi Lian tribe possessed tough skin and sturdy bones, their defense was incredibly astonishing. Furthermore, Chi Yi's realm completely suppressed Wang Wenjian, allowing him to withstand the opponent's attacks.
"Is this a tickle?"
Chi Yi regained his composure. Fortunately, the opponent's realm was low and he lacked powerful immortal weapons, otherwise, he would be in great trouble.
Ji Mo's students were indeed extraordinary, truly monstrous. He had to be killed.
Chi Yi counterattacked, his immortal spear surging with energy, vibrating the void.
Clusters of ripples enveloped the surroundings, spear shadows overlapping, determined to pierce Wang Wenjian into a pulp.
Wang Wenjian could not withstand it. His body sustained several bloody gashes, becoming covered in wounds.
"Die!"
Chi Yi roared, using his immortal spear to lock the space. His figure transformed into an arc of lightning, instantly appearing before Wang Wenjian and unleashing a punch towards his heart.
"Be careful!"
Chi Mei had been watching the battle closely. She leaped into Wang Wenjian's arms, using her back as a shield to block the fatal blow.
Boom...
The two were immediately sent flying.
Chi Mei coughed up blood profusely, feeling as though her internal organs had shifted. Her injuries were quite severe, but dying in Wang Wenjian's arms seemed like a happy event.
"Are you alright?"
Wang Wenjian tightly embraced Chi Mei's waist, feeling her astonishing softness and the faint, alluring fragrance emanating from her. His heart skipped a beat.
Chi Mei, clad in revealing clothing, possessed a voluptuous figure. She lay weakly in Wang Wenjian's embrace, looking pitifully beautiful.
Ultimately, he was still a young man driven by blood, and Wang Wenjian had never touched a woman. Now, with warm jade in his arms, his hand resting on her boneless, slender waist, the feel was superb, and he found himself somewhat overwhelmed.
His heart pounded faster, his breathing became erratic, and an inexplicable power surged within him.
Chi Yi grinned sinisterly, his spear thrusting like a dragon.
Clang!
Wang Wenjian instinctively swung his sword to block. The inexplicable power flowed into the blade of light, actually blocking the strike.
He was stunned, then a flash of inspiration struck him, and he burst into laughter.
"Master, I've understood! I've understood..."