Shanxun felt a mix of joy and worry.
Before he had the chance to ask any further questions, he felt a chilling gaze fixed on him.
He froze and turned around, only to find the man inside the door staring at him.
Qiu Hai wore a sly grin and added with sarcasm, "This monk must be doing it on purpose, trying to get the Ancestor to support him."
Shanxun quickly took a step back, bowed to Nanli, and expressed his deep apologies.
Nanli gave Qiu Hai a reproachful glance before looking closely at Shanxun’s injuries. "It’s not too serious. If you take some medicinal pills and rest for a few days, it should heal fully."
"Yes, the injuries are not that severe for me." Shanxun replied, adding that when he was in Divine Buddha Sect, his senior brothers had shielded them from harm, which made his injuries less severe, especially the eldest senior brother.
Shanxun quickly inquired about the whereabouts of his eldest senior brother.
Nanli’s expression darkened. "I had originally planned to return to the Capital to check on his situation, but upon sensing you crossing the array, I came to assist you."
She hadn’t expected to witness him jumping back and forth.
Shanxun, embarrassed, scratched his bald head. He was also surprised and asked, "But wasn’t the array supposed to block all people and things? How could I pass through it?"
"Earlier, I placed a Protection Talisman on all of you. When I set up this array, I made a small adjustment so you could pass through freely," Nanli explained.
"Now I understand." Shanxun looked up again at the array’s intricate symbols in the sky, deeply impressed.
But Qiu Hai wouldn’t let him have the chance to flatter Nanli.
"Ancestor, weren’t you supposed to inspect the area and see if any Immortal World cultivators entered the Human World?"
"Yes." Nanli nodded and then used a talisman to protect Shanxun from the eerie energy. "You enter Nether Sect, and they’ll take you back to the Capital. I’ll return shortly after."
Shanxun was left dumbfounded. "Nether Sect?"
Before he could ask more, Nanli had already flown off on her sword.
Once she left, Qiu Hai’s expression dropped.
"Get in." He shouted.
"Y-yes!" Shanxun hurriedly limped inside.
There was no denying that Nether World was eerie. However, with Nanli’s talisman, Shanxun didn’t feel the cold. He had hoped to observe the Nether World closely, but as soon as the Nether Sect door opened, they were at the Capital.
Shanxun was stunned, looking ahead, then back at Qiu Hai. This must be an illusion, he thought.
"Why are you still dawdling?" Qiu Hai said, "Do you really think you can stay in the Nether World just because you have the Ancestor’s talisman?"
Without waiting for a reply, he gave Shanxun a push.
Then, with a swift movement, he closed the door behind him.
Shanxun was still in a daze, feeling like he was dreaming. But when daylight broke, and the streets were bustling with people, he realized it wasn’t a dream.
He had truly returned to the Capital in an instant!
At this time, Nanli was using a paper crane to track people. Any fluctuations in spiritual energy led the crane to guide her.
As expected, many cultivators had secretly crossed the border earlier.
For the wrongdoers, Nanli wasted no time and beheaded them.
The remaining cultivators had fled Lower Realm, seeking refuge in the Human World, hoping for a chance at survival. Upon seeing Nanli, they trembled with fear, immediately dropping to their knees, explaining the circumstances.
They closed their eyes as they spoke, waiting for death, knowing that no matter what they said, they couldn’t escape it.
Several sects had labeled Nanli as the Evil Girl who killed without hesitation, and it was clear that they had no hope.
"Rise." Nanli’s voice was calm.
The cultivators looked up in confusion.
Nanli stood under the sunlight, her aura exuding a sacred presence that made them hesitate to look directly at her.
"W-we’re not dead?" One cultivator asked, incredulous.
"Since I am doing good deeds, there’s no reason to kill you," Nanli said.
The cultivators were taken aback. "You... you believe us?"
They were astonished. Though they had some martial skills, their cultivation was low. They had offended the Chi family from Upper Realm and had been forced to sneak into the Human World to live in hiding.
They hadn’t expected to be found so quickly by Nanli.
"I can see it." Nanli didn’t elaborate. Before leaving, she handed them a book. "Your cultivation path is flawed. If you wish to continue cultivating, go to Mu Nation’s territory and follow the methods in this book."
Qi Nation wasn’t yet under the Fifth Brother’s rule, so there was no spiritual energy there.
The first cultivator flipped through the pages and was astonished. "This is an excellent cultivation manual!"
He couldn’t help but ask, "Why are you being so generous? What do you want us to do?"
Nanli frowned but didn’t turn back, leaving only one sentence, "Do good deeds in the future and maintain peace in the world."
The cultivators were stunned.
Before Nanli disappeared from sight, one of them shouted, "I am Wu Dexun! If we meet again, I will repay you!"
Nanli heard the name and frowned but didn’t reply. The paper crane suddenly began moving again, signaling her to follow.
She moved quickly and arrived at a forest where she detected a hidden array. With a wave of her hand, she destroyed it with a talisman.
The smell of blood filled the air.
The cultivators inside immediately grabbed their weapons, preparing for battle.
But when they saw Nanli, their faces turned pale, and their tongues stumbled. "N-Nanli?!"
What was worse was the level of cultivation Nanli displayed—already in the early Nascent Soul stage!
They felt their hearts twist with fear. No matter how hard they fought, they couldn’t match her strength.
Yet, they didn’t retreat, for behind them was the severely injured Palace Master!
Nanli raised an eyebrow. Seeing their nervousness, she instantly flew forward and scattered them with a single sword strike.
She then saw a man meditating, blood soaking his chest.
He was a big player, using a fine Wound-Healing Talisman to heal himself. Once it was used up, he would fully recover.
Nanli saw the killing intent on their faces and didn’t hesitate. With a flash, she appeared in front of the man and sliced the Wound-Healing Talisman in two.
Ximen Chuan, who had been meditating, suddenly opened his eyes when the talisman disappeared. He wanted to strike back, but his chest wound had just stopped bleeding, and the pain from moving made it reopen.
At that moment, he recognized Nanli.
Her face was indifferent, and there was no emotion in her eyes.
She looked at him as if he were an insignificant insect.
However, Ximen Chuan remained calm and tried to provoke her. "Nanli, are you going to take advantage of my weakness? Are you truly so despicable and shameless?"