e pill melted in the mouth, and then a wave of warmth rose from the dantian, nourishing every inch of the meridians throughout the body.In that instant, he felt no pain in his waist or legs anymore. E...In the small courtyard, the future's arms were gripped tightly by a large white man, while a gleaming dagger was pressed against her neck.

Across from her stood a young man in his thirties. Although he was dressed head-to-toe in designer clothes, it couldn't hide the sleaze in his expression.

"Hehehe, little girl, although I know you have some skills, you'll ultimately still fall into my palm."

"A mage, after all, still needs time to prepare. As long as my movements are fast enough, you won't even have the ability to resist."

"Blank, you despicable wretch, how dare you scheme against our holy maiden! Release her at once."

Around the yard, Wood and his men held their firearms trained on the young man and the dozen or so black-suited bodyguards behind him.

It's a pity that these people, though angry, dare not make even the slightest move. After all, the Saintess is in their hands.

"Wood, you bastard, it was you who beat me last time. Today, I'm going to settle the score with you once and for all."

Blank glared disdainfully at the crowd around him. "Now I order you to drop your weapons, or I'll have this little girl's face scraped right off."

Although Future was taken hostage, he didn't seem too panicked.

"Wood, don't listen to this guy."

She was very clear about the current situation. Once they surrendered, they would be at the mercy of others.

Wood's face twisted in struggle, he was at a loss for what to do now.

"Well, well, still got some fight in you, huh" Blanke smirked wickedly and called out to the burly white man. "Karn, give this little girl a taste of her own medicine. Just don't touch her face, I've got plans for her later."

"Yes!"

Caen's white man called out, brandishing the knife in his hand, and prepared to strike at Future's arm.

"Wait a moment."

Wood dropped the gun from his hand, finally choosing to surrender.

As a warrior of the Earth tribe, if that blade were plunged into his own body, he wouldn't even raise an eyebrow. But now the future was in the hands of another, and no matter what, he couldn't allow the Holy Maiden to be harmed in any way.

The Saintess being attacked was, in his eyes, a failure on his part to protect her. He felt guilty and self-reproachful.

"That's right."

Blank smirked triumphantly, "And what about those people behind you Throw your guns to this young master obediently."

Wood turned back with a wave of his hand: "Brothers, throw down your guns."

Upon receiving the command, those members of the Tu people without any hesitation dropped their firearms to the ground. “Not bad, you lot are quite loyal,”

Blank walked over with a sinister smile. Suddenly, his expression changed, and he punched Wood in the face with terrifying ferocity.

This punch was heavy and powerful, sending Wood flying seven or eight meters. Blood gushed from his nose instantly.

"You bastard, I wanted to play with this little girl last time, and you dare to attack me Today, I'll ruin you!"

After Branko finished speaking, he took another step toward Wood.

Wood's eyes burned with anger, but the holy maiden was in his opponent's grasp. He didn't dare to resist.

"Blank, you bastard, stop it!"

Future roared in anger.

"Little girl, don't be impatient. This young master will play with you nicely later."

Blanche let out a crazed grin, sticking out her tongue and licking her lips. "It's been ages since I've played with such a pure little thing like you."

Wood roared angrily, "Damn you! If you dare lay a finger on the saintess, I swear I'll haunt you for eternity."

"Is that so Then just wait until you become a ghost and we'll see if you have the guts."

Blank finished speaking, and with a gesture, a bodyguard immediately handed him a baseball bat.

"You little punk, you're just a lapdog, and you dare to bark at me I'll see how long you can last."

By the way, don't hide at all. If you do hide, that little girl will be in trouble.

After making a vile threat, Blank's face contorted in rage as he swung his baseball bat and smashed it down hard on Wood's arm.

"No!"

In the future, he wanted to struggle, wanted to resist, but was pressed down by Kahn so hard that he couldn't use any strength at all. He even wanted to commit suicide, but he couldn't.

With a sickening crack, the sound of bone splintering echoed through the air as Blank's fist shattered Wood's arm in two.

However, he was indeed tough. Despite having his arm broken, he didn't even frown or make a sound, as if it wasn't his arm that was being hit at all.

"Oh, you stubborn dog! I wonder how long you can hold out."

Blank showed no signs of stopping, raising his baseball bat once more. With a sickening crack, he shattered another arm, then the left leg, followed by the right.

"Wood, run! Don't worry about me!"

Her future heart ached, her eyes brimming with tears that flowed like rain. Yet she was powerless to stop it, trapped and unable to do anything about it.

She wanted to cast a spell to kill these guys in front of her, but Kaern was very experienced in dealing with spellcasters. As soon as she started, he interrupted her, and she couldn't even complete a full spell.

"What are you fools standing there for Are you waiting for me to do it myself Get rid of those guys!"

Blank was not content with the status quo. With a wave of his hand, his bodyguards immediately rushed towards the other indigenous people.

Those people, like Wood, had endless devotion to the Saint and no fear of death. Though battered and bruised, they didn't offer even half a bit of resistance.

"Stop it, you bastard, stop right now!"

To see one's own people being harmed, yet be unable to do anything about it, the future is filled with despair.

At that very moment, the man's words came to her mind.

"As a Saintess, your greater responsibility is to ensure the well-being of your people rather than dwelling in hatred."

At this moment, the future regrets it. The man was right; I shouldn't have been so persistent. Hatred doesn't help my tribe; it only leads to their decline and eventual extinction.

Blank's face flashed with madness, and he stomped on Wood's chest: "You bastards, being beaten without even a sound How pathetic!"

"Woof! Hurry up and bark like a dog for this young master!"

This guy is a little crazy, he looks more like a lunatic.

"Bah! We of the Tu people are not cowards, you wretch!"

Though Wood was limbless, he showed no sign of surrender. He spat a mouthful of blood onto Blank's face.

"You son of a bitch, then go die."

Blank wiped the blood from his face, his eyes filled with cruel killing intent.

He grabbed Wood by the collar, lifted him high, and then kicked him hard in the chest.

With a dull thud, Wood was kicked out over ten meters, losing all control of his body in mid-air. He crashed headfirst into a large rock beside him.

With his current physical state, he would be a smashed watermelon if he hit his head.

"Hahaha, go to hell."

Blanke laughed maniacally, anticipating the sight of Wood's brains splattering.

And just then, a figure flashed, and a young man appeared before Wood, catching him with one hand and gently setting him down on the ground beside him.

Feeling he was alive, Wood opened his eyes and saw Ye Bufan. He was startled at first, then called out: “Doctor Ye, how did you get here Leave quickly, that guy is a lunatic.”she is now just a disciple of the Cold Sword Sect."Haven't you forgotten the rules of our cultivation world Once you join a sect, all worldly cause and effect are severed.That is to say, the little g...