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"Oh?" Listening to Zhou Xiangyu's solemn reply.

The young woman, dressed in a blue *ruqun* and whose face was as indifferent as cold ice, murmured noncommittally, and then stopped pursuing the matter.

In the span of a breath, she had already arrived not far from Zhou Xiangyu's side, silently watching the village that had been transformed into a stretch of white snow.

"Hoo~" Zhou Xiangyu lightly sighed in his heart, but he did not completely relax his mind.

"Fellow Daoist, saving lives is urgent. Allow me to thank Fellow Daoist later."

Seeing that the young woman had no intention of leaving, Zhou Xiangyu worried about the safety of the villagers. He quickly said this, and regardless of Jiang Ningchan's reaction, his figure moved, transforming into a streak of light, and headed toward the depths of the village.

Jiang Ningchan took a step, and ice flowers condensed beneath her feet as she slowly followed behind Zhou Xiangyu.

Sensing the movement behind him, Zhou Xiangyu said nothing. He casually fed himself a few Medicinal Pills to restore his spiritual power, while simultaneously raising his guard.

"Boom~" Zhou Xiangyu sped along, his spiritual power continuously surging out, transforming into a pair of invisible palms that cleared away the collapsed and ruined wooden houses one by one.

He rescued a small number of villagers trapped inside.

However, the severed limbs and blood encountered along the way, as well as the look of terror that remained on the faces of the few survivors, all proved the Asura-like scene that had been experienced here.

After confirming that all survivors had been rescued, Zhou Xiangyu sighed internally.

"Minor Clear Wind Talisman."

"Go!"

A spiritual talisman appeared in Zhou Xiangyu's hand.

He chanted softly in his heart and slapped it out.

The spiritual talisman transformed into a gentle breeze, sweeping over the bodies of the surviving villagers.

As the clear wind brushed their bodies, spiritual power penetrated their minds.

The numb hearts of the crowd suddenly trembled, and the muddiness in their eyes disappeared.

Seeing that the spiritual talisman was effective, Zhou Xiangyu felt a slight joy.

He then took out one Tier Low Grade Calming Heart Pill and one primary-level healing Medicinal Pill.

With a wave of his hand, streams of water gathered and condensed in front of Zhou Xiangyu.

The two Medicinal Pills sank into the water.

After they had completely dissolved, Zhou Xiangyu pointed his finger.

The water mass turned into trickles, entering the mouths of the crowd.

Jiang Ningchan followed silently behind Zhou Xiangyu.

After completing all this, Zhou Xiangyu relaxed.

The effects of the two Medicinal Pills were extraordinary, especially for Mortals.

After a moment, traces of vitality finally reappeared on the faces of the villagers.

At this moment, an older man, who seemed to hold considerable prestige in the village, slowly stood up and approached the two of them, Zhou Xiangyu and Jiang Ningchan.

He solemnly bowed down.

"Thank you, two Immortals, for saving our lives!"

"Elder, there is no need for this."

Before he could complete his bow, Zhou Xiangyu reached out and gently lifted him up.

"Thank you, two Immortals, for saving our lives!"

Seeing the elder's action, the rest of the villagers knelt down and bowed.

"This..."

"Please rise quickly!"

Zhou Xiangyu was, after all, not old, and could not accept such reverence calmly, so he was somewhat flustered.

He could only look pleadingly toward Jiang Ningchan, who was not far from his side.

He discovered that the beautiful face, which had been placid like an ancient well and cold like ice since she first appeared, was actually tinged with a hint of confusion and awkwardness.

"Why aren't you leaving?" Sensing Zhou Xiangyu's gaze, Jiang Ningchan's expression instantly reverted to being placid like an ancient well.

Her clear, cold voice sounded in Zhou Xiangyu's ear.

Zhou Xiangyu's heart stirred, feeling that this clear, cold remark was much more pleasant than her previous ones.

Immediately afterward, spiritual power circulated around his body, and he vanished from the sight of the villagers.

The elder still wanted to say something.

But he saw a streak of light fly from afar and land in his hand.

The elder looked closely, and lying in his hand was a small golden leaf.

"The great kindness and virtue of the Immortal, the villagers of Taoyuan Village will never forget!"

The elder tightened his grip on the golden leaf and tremblingly bowed solemnly.

Outside the village, as Zhou Xiangyu's figure reappeared.

A nine-meter large snake arrived in front of Zhou Xiangyu.

Zhou Xiangyu stroked Little Fall's snake head and took a Medicinal Pill out of his Storage Pouch.

Little Fall opened its mouth and swallowed it.

Afterward, it turned into a streak of light and disappeared into the ancient bracelet worn on his wrist.

"Why did you just..." The clear, cold voice sounded again.

"Fellow Daoist, let's talk while we walk."

Zhou Xiangyu turned back and looked at the village behind him.

Then he circulated his movement technique and departed toward the distance.

Thinking of the awkward feeling she had just experienced in her heart, Jiang Ningchan also quickly left the area.

"Fellow Daoist, the innocent man is not guilty; possessing a treasure makes him guilty."

"If I were to leave too much wealth, it would be a disaster for them, not a blessing."

Zhou Xiangyu slowly explained.

Jiang Ningchan's heart stirred slightly, and she understood.

The reason she hadn't left anything behind was simply that she did not possess items used by Mortals.

"I have been enlightened." Jiang Ningchan bowed.

"Fellow Daoist, there is no need for this." Zhou Xiangyu repeatedly said.

However, he already had some guesses in his heart.

"Her strength is so high, yet she seems to lack some common sense. She must not be very old."

"So young, she is likely someone from a major power..."

"I just wonder which Family she belongs to?" Zhou Xiangyu thought in his heart.

After some time, the two stopped.

This place was already a considerable distance from the village.

"Fellow Daoist, I am Zhou Xiangyu. I still have a mission to attend to, so it is inconvenient for me to stay here for long."

"I hope Fellow Daoist can tell me your name. If there is an opportunity in the future, I will certainly pay a visit."

Zhou Xiangyu turned sideways and cupped his hands in a salute.

"Ning Chan." Jiang Ningchan softly uttered the name from her delicate mouth.

"Ning..." Zhou Xiangyu ran the name through his mind.

Although he knew of a Ning-surname Family, they did not have such an outstanding Disciple.

However, the world is vast and powers are many. How could he, a Qi Refining Cultivator, know every single one?

"Fellow Daoist Ning, then let us part here. We shall meet again if fate allows."

Zhou Xiangyu stopped worrying about her origins.

After speaking, seeing that Jiang Ningchan had no reaction, he didn't take offense.

Immediately after saluting again, he turned and headed toward the direction of the Ancient Battlefield Ruins.

"Although Fellow Daoist Ning's disposition is a bit indifferent, her Heart-Nature is excellent; she is worth befriending..." Zhou Xiangyu secretly pondered in his heart, his figure moving without pause.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, please wait!"

Before Zhou Xiangyu had gone far, that familiar clear voice sounded behind him.

Zhou Xiangyu was startled in his heart.

The spiritual power throughout his body suddenly circulated quickly, and his right hand was already brushing against the Storage Pouch at his waist.

"Did I misjudge her?"

Zhou Xiangyu turned around, his entire Aura already beginning to quietly condense.

Although he was certainly not Jiang Ningchan's opponent, he would not sit still and wait for death.

Looking at Zhou Xiangyu's seemingly nervous demeanor, Jiang Ningchan felt a little strange.

She continued speaking: "Fellow Daoist Zhou, I have no destination for this journey. I wonder if I might travel with you for a while?"

Jiang Ningchan paused.

She came out from the Jiang Family simply because she wanted to see this world with her own eyes.

Where she went was where she went.

Zhou Xiangyu's cultivation was not high, and he was not an evil person.

Along the way, she had seen too many incidents of murder for treasure and coveting beauty.

The people of the world were far different from what she had imagined.

Only on Zhou Xiangyu did she see something different.

Hence, she made this request.

Zhou Xiangyu was stunned.

His entire Aura dissipated.

"This..."

"Fellow Daoist has shown kindness to me. If you have a request, I will certainly agree."

In just an instant, Zhou Xiangyu made his decision and agreed.

Seeing Zhou Xiangyu agree, Jiang Ningchan stepped forward and came to Zhou Xiangyu's side.

The two departed side by side.

Only the sound of their conversation slowly remained in the mountain stream.

"Fellow Daoist Ning, please forgive me. I misunderstood Fellow Daoist just now."

"It's fine. Fellow Daoist Zhou's cultivation is low, so it is right to be cautious."

Listening to Zhou Xiangyu's apologetic words, Jiang Ningchan recalled how he looked when she spoke just now.

She understood and said carelessly.

"I..." Zhou Xiangyu opened his mouth, found he could not refute her at all, and couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

"Fellow Daoist Ning is correct."