Ming Zhitian thought of something and immediately collected the corpses of the two great cultivators into his storage bag, for future use.
On the way to the divine sect, a white-clothed female immortal was seen fleeing towards Ming Zhitian, injured. This person was Bai Liuli.
As she fled, she pulled the divine-grade magical artifact, a violin, from her left shoulder, striking her pursuers. A deep, bone-revealing knife wound on her right shoulder bled profusely.
Ming Zhitian clearly saw the pursuers behind her: it was Gu Zhenyang and his eleven men!
Since it was Gu Zhenyang, Ming Zhitian would rescue the woman regardless of her identity.
He had fallen into the quicksand vortex, the Ancient Nether Abyss, because this Gu Zhenyang had caused it. Enemies, their hatred runs deep as the sea; when enemies meet, their eyes burn with anger.
"Fairy, do not fear, I am here to save you." Ming Zhitian shielded the injured Bai Liuli behind him.
Bai Liuli did not believe in his strength, for she saw that Ming Zhitian was only at the third stage of the Awakening realm. The reason she didn't continue to flee was that Ming Zhitian held a golden complete book in his hand, the *Shu Jian Lu*!
Gu Zhenyang laughed heartily, "Looking for something everywhere, yet finding it without effort. Lad, hand over the *Shu Jian Lu* obediently, and I'll give you a complete corpse!"
Ming Zhitian chuckled, "If I were to give you the *Shu Jian Lu*, can you guarantee you won't kill me? And still leave me a complete corpse?"
Gu Zhenyang snorted coldly, "You made me search for a month in vain. This is the price for your insolence."
"You can't give it to him!" Bai Liuli said, "Young sir, my name is Bai Liuli, the wedded wife of Gu Luoqi. The *Shu Jian Lu* cannot be given to him. This man is utterly heartless, do not listen to his honeyed words."
Gu Zhenyang's gaze grew more fervent as he looked at the *Shu Jian Lu*, almost drooling. "Lad, how about this: leave the *Shu Jian Lu*, and you two can go."
Ming Zhitian sneered, "Do you think I would believe you? Besides, I never intended to give it to you."
Gu Zhenyang lost all patience. "You... court death!"
Instantly! Gu Zhenyang appeared before Ming Zhitian and swung his blade!
Ming Zhitian, wearing the immortal-grade magical artifact, the Dragon Soaring Gloves, shouted, "Yulin!"
The *Shu Jian Lu* opened on its own, and a Rainbow Bridge Divine Sword flew out. With a clang, it repelled Gu Zhenyang!
Gu Zhenyang looked at his divine-grade magical artifact greatsword, which now had a nick in it. He stared with burning desire at the Yulin Sword. "Dragon-grade artifact!"
Upon hearing this, the other ten great cultivators surged forward, eager to snatch the Yulin Sword!
Ming Zhitian swung his fists, channeling the *Yu Qi Jue* into the *Shu Jian Lu*: "Yan Wang! ... Zhan Huang! ... Qi Bu Fei Jian! ... Rise!"
Along with the Yulin Sword, four Dragon-grade divine swords streaked like shooting stars around the eleven great cultivators, piercing them!
In a short while, three were killed. Gu Zhenyang and the remaining seven great cultivators were terrified and fled in disarray, a sorry sight!
The four divine swords returned to their positions. Ming Zhitian, having expended a great deal of energy, quickly stabilized his body and sat down to gather spiritual energy.
Bai Liuli grabbed his hand, questioning, "How did Luoqi's *Shu Jian Lu* end up with you? Who exactly are you?!"
Ming Zhitian frowned and looked at her. "You think I'm in league with them?"
Bai Liuli said, "Whether you are in league or not, I don't know, but you are certainly no good person."
Ming Zhitian smiled faintly. "If I wanted to kill you, do you think you could have gotten away now?"
Bai Liuli was slightly startled, then stated firmly, "Don't try to scare me, I'm not easily scared. The reason you didn't attack me is: one, you have ulterior motives towards me; two, you are injured and cannot activate the *Shu Jian Lu* again."
Ming Zhitian chuckled coldly, "You're overthinking it..."
He then recounted how Gu Luoqi had entrusted the *Shu Jian Lu* to him...
After a long while, Bai Liuli said, half-believing, "Are you telling the truth?"
Ming Zhitian replied, "If I said it was false, what would you do then?"
Bai Liuli picked up her violin, ready to play. "Are you toying with me?!"