Cultivation

The strong preyed on the weak. In the natural selection, one had to show their claws and teeth to deter others.

In the end, Xie Lingyan still didn't know how many villages Lin Yan had gone to that night and how many people he had killed.

She only knew that for six to seven days in a row, the Guangchuan Mountains near the Ji Village suddenly became calm and peaceful. It was as if even the roars of insects, rats, and beasts had become much timid and cautious.

The nearby villages welcomed a long-awaited peace.

"Junior Brother Ji, the Ji Village is very good. You can rest in peace…"

After paying her respects to Ji Quan, Xie Lingyan returned to the village and met Lin Yan on the road at the entrance.

"Miss Xie, you came at the right time."

"Did you wait for me?"

"I want to fight you again!"