Grandpa Meng

She pulled the bag, adjusting it over her shoulder. Even more blood leaked down her clothes, dying red from what used to be pure white. It was a stark contrast that gave her a dangerous feeling. She just walked on without a care. 

Then the woman stopped, looking around. 

"Hm, what's that whistling?" 

As her eyes moved from one direction to another, there was barely enough time for her to react as a sharp blade of wind flew by and beheaded her. Her head was lopped off and fell to the ground rolling for a second or two. 

Her face barely even changed, just a look of confusion. As her body fell, Ming Yue emerged from the shadows of the trees, walking up to the woman she just killed.

"An Earth Realm Cultivator, seems like someone at the Perception Stage too. This is probably the best I could find in the past few days", she muttered.