A girl around seventeen years old was running filled with tattered clothes. She wasn't a beggar since, her clothes were torn from running and escaping the danger.
Suddenly, two swords flew toward her from behind. Two men with fierce expressions lunged in to strike.
Sensing the attack, she turned quickly and swung her sword, deflecting both blades with a sharp motion.
The sword in her hand began to radiate a chilling aura as she swept it again toward the two men, her expression was cold as ice.
But before her strike could land, someone stepped in to block it. A large man with bulging muscles appeared, wielding a massive sword.
When their weapons clashed, sparks flew from the impact, and the blade of the big man with heavy sword began to freeze over.
However, the man simply smiled. A surge of burning Qi erupted from his body, melting the ice in an instant.
He let out a fierce roar and swung his sword with full force, sending the girl flying through the air.
Balancing herself mid-air, she managed to land on her feet, but blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.
Then, three more men appeared. One held a long spear with a snake coiled around his neck, its tongue flicking in and out.
Another wore black clothing and wielded twin daggers, his eyes gleaming with malice.
"Haha, young lady, you have nowhere left to run," he sneered, licking the edge of his blade.
The motion was so sharp it sliced his own tongue, but he didn't flinch. "Why don't you just accept your fate?"
Finally noticing that his tongue had been cut, his expression shifted to panic.
He remembered too late that the blade had been coated in poison. Within moments, his body convulsed, and he collapsed to the ground, lifeless.
The remaining four spat on his corpse in disgust, but their expressions quickly turned to satisfaction.
With one less person in the group, the bounty would now be split evenly, which is 50/50.
Seeing the man drop dead, she sighed in relief, but the danger was far from over.
Wiping the blood from her mouth, her eyes turned cold as ice, "Who hired you?" she asked in a low voice.
The four remaining men said nothing. Instead, the big man stepped forward, a grin spreading across his face. Each step he took made the ground tremble.
"That's confidential," he replied.
"I can pay you three times no... ten times what your payer had paid," she said, looking for an escape.
"Forget it woman, not only is the reward is big but also we can have you. You know that is worth a lot than spirit stones, right?" a voice responded.
The man with the snake hissing around his neck stepped forward, wearing a lewd smile.
"Hey, I get to play first cobra man," the big guy said pointing his big sword at him.
"Why not together, you take the front I take the back?" he said spreading his arms.
"Oh, that's a good idea," He laughed hysterically.
"Boss what about us?" the two guy behind the big man said with a look of pity.
"Well for you two, you can use the mouth," he responded making the two excited.
Hearing his words, the girl trembled with rage and disgust. Her eyes grew colder than ice, it's burning with fury.
If it weren't for the poison weakening her, she wouldn't be struggling like this. She would have already cut them down.
"Do you treat me as air! I'm right in front of you! Also do you think I will give you a chance? I would rather die first than be played by you scums!" she shouted throwing her anger in one swoop.
The big man laughed as the cobra man chuckled, "That works as well, even if you take suicide right now. That doesn't stop as at all,"
Hearing this she felt endless disgust and resentment, also regret. It was so beastly, if she hadn't left the sect this shouldn't have happened.
"Is this the end for me? No... If I die, I'll take them with me," she muttered, steadying her breath as she gripped her sword tightly.
Her eyes burned with killing intent. Seeing the shift in her aura, the big man and the cobra man turned serious, immediately preparing themselves for the clash.
The moment they charged, the girl moved. Her slash was graceful yet deadly, slicing through the air toward the incoming enemies without hesitation.
Her sword released a flurry of sharp, snowflake-like Qi projectiles.
Seeing this, the two enemies quickly dodged to the sides, then rushed forward again, leaping into the air.
The heavy sword came crashing down with terrifying speed, while the tip of the spear, laced with a red, deadly poison stabbed downward with precision.
Unfazed, she activated her technique, channeling her Qi into her feet.
In an instant, she glided across the surface like a phantom, leaving behind a trail of frost that froze everything in her path.
When the two struck the frozen ground, the tips of their weapons were instantly encased in ice.
The frost quickly spread up their arms, but with a surge of Qi, they shattered the encroaching ice with brute force.
The girl's face turned pale. Using techniques drained her spiritual Qi rapidly, and with the poison coursing through her body, the consumption was three times heavier.
But the two men didn't stop there. They dashed forward again not giving her a break.
The big man let out a roar, his aura igniting into fiery heat that scorched the air around him.
The cobra man's snake slithered from his neck and fused into his spear, wrapping around it like a living sheath.
The weapon now gave off a chilling, sinister presence that made even the bravest hesitate.
Seeing their approach, she refused to back down. The three clashed fiercely, exchanging blows in a flurry of movement.
After a minute of relentless combat, the big man began to overpower her with sheer strength.
Every time she tried to land a clean strike, the cobra man would intercept, deflecting her attacks.
The snake that coiled around its spear suddenly sprang to life, slithering along the blade and lashing out at her hand.
Its fangs sank into her skin, and she let out a pained groan. Seizing the opportunity, the big man turned his massive sword sideways and slammed it flat against her chest.
The impact sent her flying through the air. She crashed into the trunk of a tree with such force that the bark cracked, and the whole tree trembled from the blow.
She gritted her teeth from the impact as blood spilled from her mouth. Crashing to the ground face-first, she struggled to rise.
Using her sword as support, she slowly pushed herself up. Her eyes were hazy, her legs trembling, and her arms barely able to hold steady.
She knew that any moment now, her body would give out. And when that happened, despair would follow. And that was something she refused to let happen.
"Nice struggle, but it's the end," the big man said as he glanced at her body lewdly.
Due to the relentless exchanged of attacked, her front part was already visible, her breast that's only hiding her tip, due to the second layer of clothing.
And her lower part was also filled with ripped spots making her thighs visible in the naked eye.
The two guys who were watching the show were excited, as each of them lowered their pants fully ready, the girl seeing this her eyes were wavering as she gritted her teeth.
Left with no choice, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She gathered the last remnants of her strength, preparing to unleash her final attack.
The air around her began to freeze. The temperature dropped sharply as a heavy stillness settled over the battlefield.
From above, frozen petals started to fall, drifting gently through the air. With each one that touched the ground, the atmosphere grew colder and more suffocating.
"Be careful," the big man warned, his expression turning serious.
"She's about to use an ultimate attack."
As she gathered spiritual energy, frost slowly crept across her skin, covering her like a second layer.
Her eyes changed, glowing with power as she prepared to unleash her ultimate strike.
But just as she was about to move, a sudden blow struck her from behind. Blood burst from her mouth as the unexpected attack sent a shock through her body.
Caught completely off guard, she had no chance to defend herself. Now surrounded, she was at the very center of her enemies.
With fading strength, she lifted her head, only to see the man in black, the one who was supposed to be dead, standing there with a twisted grin.
"Surprise? Do you really think I died? This is part of our plan to caught you off guard, haha" he laughed like a genius since this was his plan.
"Nice shot," the big man laughed as well.
"Thanks, oh yeah. You two are going later since I'm going to use the mouth just played with her breast first if you want to," the black clothes man called out
The two men nodded silently, a hint of sadness in their eyes. They were just lowly subordinates, and their boss had not disapproved of the black clothed man's words.
She, unable to move, could only cough up more blood. Her body trembled with pain, her eyes burning with resentment and fury that boiled deep within her.
The man who had struck her began walking toward her, with the dagger in hand.
A wicked grin spread across his face as he reached out, aiming to tear open her upper clothes.
She could do nothing but glare at him with venomous hatred. The poison had fully spread through her body, and her strength was completely gone.
All she could do now was watch, her heart burning with unwillingness not accepting this.