Unlimited Skill Points System

C40 – You Are also a Martial Cultivator

Zou Lieh gazed at Qiu Xiya, captivated by her stunning and seductive presence. Yet, he only experienced a brief moment of dizziness before he regained his composure. Despite this, he couldn’t help but marvel inwardly at her beauty.

​”My goodness! Can there really be such a beautiful woman in such a tiny mountain village?” he wondered in amazement.

​His gaze upon Qiu Xiya was predatory. Since joining the Green Mountain Sect, Zou Lieh had enjoyed a life of luxury in South Mountain Village, and his family’s status had risen significantly. He wielded considerable power; there was nothing in South Mountain Village that he couldn’t obtain. He had even toyed with many of the village’s lovely young women.

Upon seeing a woman of Qiu Xiya’s extraordinary beauty, his desire surged. He was determined to have her in his room.

Almost immediately, a plan formed in his mind.

“North Mountain Village, just a tiny hamlet,” Zou Lieh said with a smirk. “Zhang Wu, if they want the Cloud Pigeon, let them have it.”

“Young Master…” Zhang Wu hesitated, reluctant.

“Give it to them!” Zou Lieh commanded with a stern frown.

“Very well, Young Master,” Zhang Wu replied, his brow furrowed and teeth gritted. He instructed the villagers to clear a path and announced, “Tie Ta, today’s your lucky day. Young Master Zou Lieh, in a rare display of generosity, is gifting you the Cloud Pigeon to enhance your meals. Aren’t you going to thank him?”

The men from North Mountain Village bristled at the gesture.

“Zhang Wu, this isn’t about charity. I’m presenting a betrothal gift!” Zou Lieh declared, his fan fluttering, a sly smile on his lips.

“A betrothal gift?”

The people of South Mountain Village caught on to Zou Lieh’s implication and burst into raucous laughter, their gazes fixed on Qiu Xiya with suggestive smirks.

The men from North Mountain Village were initially taken aback, but their expressions quickly soured.

Qiu Xiya appeared indifferent to Zou Lieh’s words, but Ji Zhong, standing protectively behind her, immediately grew stone-faced.

Qiu Xiya’s laughter was charming and untroubled, her smile only broadening in response to Zou Lieh’s words. She gracefully approached Jiaang Lin and affectionately looped her arms around his.

Looking at Zou Lieh, Qiu Xiya taunted, “Do you, a man devoid of any masculinity, still wish to marry me? Perhaps you should take a good, hard look at yourself. Unless you can surpass my lover in both looks and strength, you’ll never capture my affection!”

Zhang Wu bellowed, “How dare you!” He continued, “Young Master Zou Lieh is exceptionally gifted and has even been accepted into the Green Mountain Sect. His affection for you should be considered a blessing. It’s one thing not to appreciate that, but to scorn my master? Are you seeking death?”

Fury in his voice, Zhang Wu glared daggers at Qiu Xiya. But in a flash, a tiny object transformed into a streak of light, shooting straight toward Zhang Wu’s eyes.

The next second, Zhang Wu clutched his bleeding eyes, screaming in agony from the unbearable pain.

Jiaang Lin spoke with a calm but chilling tone, “Not just anyone can show disrespect to my people, and certainly not to my woman.”

​The abrupt upheaval took Zou Lieh by surprise, but he quickly regained his composure and asked, “Are you also a martial cultivator?”