At the same time, somewhere in the southern region of the Tharz Kingdom, Xiao Pei and Du Juan found themselves surrounded by a ragged group of bandits.
At most, the strongest among the group of Bandits had barely reached Qi Condensation stage. Against cultivators like them, it was laughable.
Du Juan, already a Nascent Soul expert, could hardly muster anything more than pity.
Even Xiao Pei, standing calmly at her side, was at the Golden Core realm.
Either someone had deliberately pushed this group to block their path… or these fools were simply marching toward their own deaths.
The bandit leader unknown of the impending doom that awaited him, swaggered forward, brandishing a chipped blade.
"Hand over your gold and the woman," he sneered, "and I'll consider letting you live."
Du Juan's lips curved in faint amusement.
They were currently located within a forest, behind them stood Lunar City, a bustling hub famed for its abundance of alchemists.
