Cultivating immortality relies on spatial abilities; defying fate to become the protagonist.

Chapter 81 Fellow Countryman
When Ji Jiang saw his companion approaching, their eyes met, then quickly looked away. Ji Jiang smiled and introduced, "This is my brother, Ji He! May I ask how you are addressed, fairy?"

Before Gu Shihan could answer, Ji He smiled sinisterly and threw a handful of red powder at her.

Gu Shihan's eyes sharpened, but thankfully she was on guard at all times, with a very thin layer of fire membrane protecting her body.

The red powder was quickly burned away, but a slight odor still entered the nasal cavity, though thankfully it was within a controllable range.

With a flick of her sword, she thrust one blade at Ji Jiang and the other at Ji He.

Ji Jiang reacted quickly, dodging the attack with the agility of a monkey, but Ji He wasn't so lucky.

His arm was slashed by the sword energy, and blood gushed out. He cursed in pain.

Ji Jiang threw a fireball at Gu Shihan, but Gu Shihan, who possessed a strange fire, was unaffected by ordinary fireballs.

She turned around quickly and kicked Ji He towards the oncoming fireball.

With a scream of agony, Ji He was engulfed in flames. Ji Jiang quickly withdrew his spiritual power, but the flames did not weaken; on the contrary, they grew even larger, and soon Ji He was reduced to charred remains.

"Ji He! Ji He! You damned woman, did you do something wrong?!" Ji Jiang reacted quickly, knowing that his fireball couldn't kill Ji He.

The problem must lie with this woman. His eyes were bloodshot as he slashed at Gu Shihan with a flaming scimitar.

Gu Shihan used an earthen shield to block the curved blade's attack, and with a backhand slash, severed one of Ji Jiang's arms.

Seeing that things were going badly, Ji Jiang turned around and tried to run away, but Xiao Hei flapped its wings and sent Ji Jiang crashing to the ground.

"Ah! Fairy, spare me! I was wrong! I'm willing to offer up all my possessions and information about my cave, just beg you to let me go!" Ji Jiang immediately begged for mercy when he saw that the situation was unfavorable to him, but a flash of malice appeared in his eyes.

Who is Gu Shihan? Her spiritual strength is far superior to Ji Jiang's, so she naturally didn't miss the ruthlessness in his eyes.

He pierced Ji Jiang's neck with a single sword strike, then quickly retreated, dropping a Thunderbolt from Ji Jiang's hand with a deafening "bang!"

The ground shook violently, creating a large crater, and nearby trees and other vegetation were damaged.

Ji Jiang's body was blasted into several pieces by the thunderbolt, leaving it a bloody mess.

Gu Shihan's heart pounded. This man was truly ruthless, wanting to take her down with him.

"Hanhan! Are you alright?" Xingbai asked.

"It's alright!" Gu Shihan led Xiao Hei into the space. The strange feeling in her body made her realize that she had been tricked.

The red powder was not only a sleeping potion, but also an aphrodisiac. The two men's intentions were truly vicious and despicable!
"Sister, are you taking Chinese medicine?" Yu Tong asked, looking at Gu Shihan, whose eyes were a little dazed and whose face was flushed.

"Hmm, I was careless!"

Xingbai handed Gu Shihan a Qingling Pill and said, "Take this pill and soak in the water for an hour or two, and you'll be fine. Hanhan! You're so careless! How can I feel at ease with this?!"

Seeing Xingbai's grown-up demeanor, with that serious and tense little face, Gu Shihan's depressed heart was instantly amused.

After taking the pill, he quickly ran towards the stream...

After resting, Yu Tong and Xing Bai were taking stock of the storage treasures they had obtained when Gu Shihan walked over.

"Sister, those two must have been robbing people for a long time. They're quite wealthy. They have several million spirit stones alone, and a lot of other things too. But you won't be interested in them. You can sell them later." "Yu Tong, then I'll be rich!!"

“You’ve certainly made a fortune, Hanhan. There’s a cultivation technique that suits you. Take some time to practice it!” Xingbai said.

"What kind of cultivation technique?" Gu Shihan asked curiously. A cultivation technique that Xingbai had taken a liking to must be something special.

"When the Shadow Splitting Technique is mastered, it can instantly split into several shadows to confuse the opponent and gain a chance of survival when facing a powerful enemy."

"However, this Shadow Clone Technique is not easy to master. It requires multiple spiritual roots and complementary constitutions, and your spiritual roots are the most suitable for cultivating it." Xingbai handed the jade slip to Gu Shihan.

Gu Shihan placed the jade slip on her forehead. This technique was indeed quite good. It was divided into three levels. The first level was relatively simple, and mastering it would allow one to create seven shadows. The second level was twice as difficult, allowing one to create fourteen shadows. The third level was even more difficult to master, allowing one to create twenty-one shadows.

Few can successfully cultivate to the third level, mainly because cultivators cannot keep up with the speed, and they must have an exceptionally powerful movement technique to enhance their abilities!

Gu Shihan was overjoyed. "Xingbai, Yutong, this technique is incredibly powerful. I must learn it!"

Gu Shihan took the jade slip and went to the grass to begin cultivating. An hour later, she successfully completed the first level of cultivation.

To continue practicing, one must proceed step by step.

Gu Shihan looked at the things she had sorted out, including a map, which was indeed a map of an ancient cultivation cave.

Gu Shihan looked at the map, memorized it, and then left the space. The sounds of fighting could be heard in the distance.

With a light leap, Gu Shihan landed on a large, leafy tree.

The sounds of fighting grew closer. Gu Shihan scanned the area with her divine sense and saw a bloodied figure staggering as he ran towards Gu Shihan's hiding place, clutching his bleeding arm.

Five masked men in black followed behind the blood-soaked man.

The blood-soaked figure walked unsteadily, seemingly at its last gasp, its spiritual energy seemingly exhausted.

He sighed deeply, moved to the shade of a large tree, and leaned against it, panting heavily.

Soon, the men in black surrounded the blood-soaked man, pointing their knives at him.

A hoarse male voice said, "Shi Qinghan, hand over the family head's token, and I'll leave you with a whole corpse!"

A mocking expression appeared on Shi Qinghan's face as he gazed at the clear blue sky and muttered to himself, "I never thought that after transmigrating, I would die in less than half an hour. I wonder if I can go back after I die? If not, won't my Mercedes belong to someone else?"

The man in black was stunned, not knowing what Shi Qinghan had said. His eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he said coldly, "Third Young Master, don't waste time. The head of the Shi family is dead. The position of head of the family can only belong to the eldest young master. Hand over the family head's token!"
No one will save you today. If you know what's good for you, hand over your belongings to avoid physical harm.

Gu Shihan, who was in the tree, was stunned by Shi Qinghan's words "time travel" and "Mercedes-Benz" and her heart was pounding!
Could he be from the same hometown? Should I try to save him? This guy's luck is just too bad; he's already dying after only half an hour of being here?

Gu Shihan looked at the blood-soaked figure under the tree, and just as she hesitated, she heard Shi Qinghan grit his teeth and say, "Whether you hand it over or not, you'll die anyway. I'll be tough this time and die rather than submit!"

The man in black was enraged, pointing at Shi Qinghan and shouting, "Do you still think you're the young master of the Shi family? Now that the eldest young master has taken control of the Shi family, you're superfluous. To appease the eldest young master, you must die! Hand over the family head's token!"

"Does he really have to die?!" Shi Qinghan, the blood-soaked man, asked in a sorrowful voice.

(End of this chapter)