All the places the burly man attacked were vital points. Even a body cultivator would not be able to easily cultivate these positions. To be hit would mean death or serious injury.
The two were already extremely close, and the burly man's counterattack was as fast as a thunderbolt, arriving in the blink of an eye. The burly man even felt the tip of one of his elbows touch the white-robed young woman's jade-like cheek.
But Zhao Min's upper body suddenly leaned back. In that hair's breadth of a moment, the two thick, bent arms passed before her face with a whistling sound, sweeping upwards and messing up a few strands of her beautiful hair.
As Zhao Min leaned back, she lightly stomped on the ground with her feet, and her entire body flipped backwards rapidly. Her two long legs swung up like two long whips.
In the next moment, the tips of her feet had taken turns to tap the burly man's chest. At this moment, the burly man's arms were swung upwards, his elbows held high.
His chest and abdomen were wide open. It was impossible for him to dodge now. In his horror, he desperately gathered all the strength in his body to his chest, hoping to withstand this attack.
"Bang! Bang!"
Two crisp sounds rang out. The burly man let out a tragic scream, and his entire body was sent flying backwards across the hall like a projectile.
"Boom!" Another loud bang. The entire hall shook, and a great deal of dust was shaken down from the high ceiling. The burly man's sturdy body had smashed into the distant dark green stone wall.
The protective formation on the dark green wall was struck, and its light suddenly erupted in a dazzling glow, emitting a series of "kaka-kaka" sounds.
The burly man spat out a mouthful of thick blood. Amidst the swirling dust, a series of coughs could be heard.
The burly man's eyes were wide open. He tried to straighten his body and stand up again, but a wave of unbearable pain from his chest swept through his mind. With another grunt, he immediately sat back down.
Then, he could only lean against the wall and gasp for breath, a look of pain on his face...
After collecting the Storage Pouches, Zhao Min's Divine Sense swept over the entire sect once more.
When she discovered that there was actually a herb garden with spirit plants in the sect's back garden, she immediately flew over without a second word.
Amidst the continuous curses of the other three elders, Zhao Min quickly collected all the mature and immature medicinal herbs and spirit plants.
Then, high in the air, she retracted her cultivation manual, and a large swarm of Gu-insects flew out from the main hall. In the next moment, they had followed Zhao Min and flown into the darkness in the distance.
Although the three sect elders below were cursing fiercely, after the spirit light on their bodies flashed a few times, they ultimately did not dare to give chase.
It was obvious that the other party had held back just now. Otherwise, it was not certain that their bodies wouldn't be riddled with a thousand holes by now. If they were to pursue her, it would really provoke the white-robed young woman's killing intent.
"Sect Master, how are you?"
The three of them quickly came to the burly man's side. After checking his injuries and then looking at each other, their faces turned even more ashen. They couldn't even produce a single bottle of medicinal pills now.
But fortunately, the burly man's injuries were mainly physical, which was still considered a light injury for a cultivator.
In the end, it was a few of the Qi Condensation stage disciples who slowly climbed up from the side who took out some low-grade healing pills. With embarrassed looks on their faces, the three elders sprinkled the medicinal powder on the burly man's wounds.
The burly man also took the opportunity to circulate his cultivation method several times to regulate his breath, and his complexion slowly began to improve.
"Sect Master, where did this rogue cultivator come from? To be so reckless and brazenly rob us! We are protected by our clan..."
Before one of the elders could finish, the burly man had already weakly waved his hand.
"Cough... cough... look... looking at her clothes and... and aura, she doesn't seem like a rogue cultivator. Maybe... maybe someone was injured, and... and they were lacking medicinal pills... that's... that's why they acted so hastily. But... but no matter what, this is a... a provocation to us. We are not... not an isolated sect. Elder Ding, quickly report to the Upper Sect. Just... just say that she... she has no regard for the Upper Sect at all. We... we must capture this person!"
The burly man only said these few sentences, and blood involuntarily trickled from the corner of his mouth again. At this point, he was not afraid of losing face. If others found out, so be it.
As he coughed, he subconsciously reached for his waist, but then he paused, the hatred in his eyes deepening.
Their sect had suffered heavy losses this time. That white-robed young woman had scraped the ground three feet deep, not even sparing the immature spirit plants and herbs in the back herb garden. She hadn't even left him a single pill for healing.
"A female cultivator who refines insect-type demonic beasts..."
The burly man firmly memorized Zhao Min's appearance in his mind. But no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't recall anyone ever mentioning such a female cultivator.
In the next two days, several more cultivation sects and families within a radius of several thousand li were suddenly attacked by a person in white.
The white-robed person's figure was concealed by an illusion art, and their appearance could not be seen clearly, but from their cold shouts, it could still be discerned that it was a young woman.
But there were also two sects that had directly seen that the other party was a devastatingly beautiful young woman in white. She would often take all of the other party's Storage Pouches and herbs before quickly leaving, but she rarely killed.
However, if the other party pursued her relentlessly, the person in white would kill without mercy before disappearing.
For a time, the nearby cultivation sects and families were in a state of panic and paranoia. After confirming with each other, they proved that this was the work of one person.
This person was a young woman, who liked to wear white robes and was skilled in commanding insect-type demonic beasts. Then, in their rage, these sects and families began to join forces to pursue the white-robed young woman.
...
By a small stream, the green grass swayed, and wild flowers were everywhere. Occasionally, a bird of prey would fly by in the sky, searching for food.
But the small wild beasts here had long since cleverly hidden somewhere. When the birds of prey flew over the stream, their sharp eyes repeatedly scanned the ground, not missing any suspicious spots.
But they did not find any wild beasts here, and the scenery was no different from usual. After failing to find their prey, with an unwilling screech, they spread their wings and shot towards the distant sky.
By the small stream, inside an illusion formation, Zhao Min, somewhat tired, checked Li Yan's injuries. From a large pile of various bottles and jars on the ground, she picked one out, poured out a pill, and fed it to Li Yan.
Then, she helped Li Yan remove some of the Demonic Qi from his body, and only then did her expression relax slightly.
She beckoned with her hand, and a clear stream of water from the small creek separated from the water and flew up, turning into a crystalline water line that slowly fell into Li Yan's mouth.
After doing all this, Zhao Min carefully sensed Li Yan's injuries again and couldn't help but let out a light sigh in her heart.
In the past few days, she had indeed snatched quite a few medicinal pills and unformed herbs. After picking and choosing and feeding them to Li Yan, she finally found a bottle of unknown pills that had an effect on his injuries.
But this made Zhao Min even more worried, because she had sensed the fluctuation of soul power from that bottle of pills. It was a bottle of pills for healing the soul.
After feeding the pills to Li Yan, although his life force had stopped declining, it was only maintaining his current condition.
Thus, her initial judgment was correct. This was not a good sign. When the soul was injured, it needed to be restored as soon as possible.
Otherwise, even if there were pills to sustain it, after a long time, the soul would inevitably suffer irreversible trauma.
At that time, Li Yan would either die, or if he woke up in the future, he would become an imbecile.
And this bottle of soul-healing pills only had four in total. Now, only one was left. It was already a great fortune that she had been able to snatch this small bottle. It would not be so easy for such an opportunity to appear again.
Although Zhao Min's mood was low, her face was still indifferent. Even if there was an outsider here, they would not be able to see any emotional fluctuation in her.
Zhao Min, her thoughts in turmoil, suddenly had an abnormal flush appear on her originally jade-like, snowy face.
After coughing uncontrollably for a short while, she slowly calmed down. Regarding this, she only raised her eyebrows slightly.
With another beckon of her hand, three more jade bottles flew into her hands. This time, after pouring out the pills, she did not feed them to the unconscious Li Yan at her side, but directly put them into her own mouth.
Then she took out two Spirit Stones and held one in each palm, sitting down cross-legged on the spot to meditate. After a long while, Zhao Min's breathing gradually stabilized.
The shimmering light of the stream reflected on Zhao Min's face, making her haggard features seem a little softer. Her white clothes outlined her moving curves.
However, there were many spots on the white clothes on her chest. They were already blackened specks of blood, a shocking sight to behold.
Last night, after entering a family's residence, Zhao Min had been ambushed by the other party and had been seriously injured. She had almost been captured alive.
Apart from the first two times when she had not concealed her true face due to lack of experience, she had later been extremely careful, leaving no pattern for her opponents to find.
And she had also used illusion arts on herself. But the immortal arts she used, and her unique art of commanding Gu-insects, were things that could not be hidden.
This time, not only were there many people on the other side, a full seven Foundation Establishment cultivators in ambush, but there was also a Mid-stage Golden Core cultivator among them.
The moment Zhao Min entered the family's courtyard, she had sensed that something was wrong. She had turned back without hesitation to retreat.
But she had already been surrounded. However, these cultivators seemed to know of Zhao Min's Gu-insect techniques. Although they had surrounded her, no one dared to rashly attack.
In the end, it was the Mid-stage Golden Core cultivator who, with a lecherous gaze, constantly swept his eyes over Zhao Min's body, his lustful desires flaring, who brazenly attacked.
Facing this encirclement, Zhao Min knew that her chances of survival were slim. But she had already made a decision a few days ago. She had first placed Li Yan in a hidden place.
She had also left a backup plan on herself and Li Yan. If these people caught her, even if they placed a restriction on her, she would surely die in a few days at most.
At that time, the worst that could happen was that she and Li Yan would perish together on this Forsaken Continent.
In an instant, several hundred Gu-insects of different colors and sizes appeared around Zhao Min. With a loud "buzz, buzz, buzz," they pounced on the surroundings.
For a time, apart from the Mid-stage Golden Core cultivator, the other cultivators, although they had been prepared, were completely unable to get close and could only continuously kill the pouncing Gu-insects.
The Gu-insects that Zhao Min commanded this time were of three or four different types. Some were large individually and looked extremely ferocious. Often, four or five of them could force a Foundation Establishment cultivator to continuously retreat.
There was even one Foundation Establishment cultivator who was directly pounced on and knocked to the ground by the Gu-insects in an instant. His tragic screams made one's heart tremble. The surrounding cultivators became even more wary of these strange insect-type demonic beasts.
Although some of the other individual Gu-insects were extremely weak in combat, they were very fast. Often, dozens of them could gather and surround a person in an instant. For a time, the surrounded cultivator could not break out and could only let out a series of curses and roars.
On the other hand, the Mid-stage Golden Core cultivator, after casually killing the dozens of Gu-insects that had surrounded him, had already arrived in front of Zhao Min, letting out a strange "hehe" laugh.
Zhao Min thoroughly detested this person's gaze. It was a pair of eyes filled with lust.
Zhao Min knew that her concealment art could not fool a Golden Core cultivator and that the other party had already seen through it. This was also within her expectations.
Zhao Min had actually seen this kind of gaze in the eyes of some cultivators on the Desolate Moon Continent before, but those people were wary of her strength or status, so it would often only flash for a moment.
Not like this person in front of her, who was so blatant and unrestrained.
However, in the past few days on this "Forsaken Continent," although she had continuously attacked many family cultivators, including some where she had shown her true face, this situation had not occurred.
Zhao Min guessed that it might be because the men and women of the Demon Clan were already exceptionally handsome and enchanting, and they were used to it. Even the male cultivators would only have a flash of surprise in their eyes when they looked at her.
Not like this Golden Core cultivator in front of her!