So what if I'm useless? I'll become a saint!

Ling Jiuan's cultivation was not high enough, so she could only roughly sense the direction of the person protecting her behind her, but she had no idea where exactly or how far away from her he was.

After dealing with those killers, she was a little exhausted.

But even so, she still forced herself to hold on, looked in the direction behind her, and spoke slowly.

"Thank you for your help, senior! No matter who entrusted me with this, I will always remember it."

Although her voice was a little tired, it was still firm and powerful.

Not far away, Remi responded in a deep voice.

"Don't worry, Miss Fifth. It's just a small favor. The road ahead is long, so please be careful."

Although his voice was deliberately deep, it revealed some concern and worry.

He could hear that it was not easy for Ling Jiuan to deal with those half-disabled Jindan killers.

Upon hearing this, Ling Jiuan nodded slightly, understanding Remi's kindness and reminder.

She knew that the road ahead was indeed long and full of unknowns and dangers.

So she bowed slightly in Remi's direction again to express her gratitude.

Then she turned and set out on the road ahead to continue her journey.

Chen Yan followed closely in Ling Jiuan's footsteps. He had almost no presence in this battle and was mostly watching Ling Jiuan's amazing fight.

At this moment, seeing Ling Jiuan preparing to leave, he hurriedly followed.

"Ling Jiuan, how are you? Are you hurt?"

Upon hearing this, Ling Jiuan turned his head slightly and looked at Chen Yan, with a smile flashing in his eyes.

Although Chen Yan did not directly participate in this battle, his presence itself was a form of support.

She shook her head slightly.

"I'm fine, just a little tired. I'll be fine after some rest."

As she spoke, she slowed down her pace so that Chen Yan could catch up.

The two walked side by side.

At Ling's house, the atmosphere in Ling Jiuze's courtyard was solemn.

Ling Jiuze sat in the main seat, his face so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out of it.

He had just received news that none of the several groups of assassins they sent out were spared and all were defeated by Ling Jiuan.

"Damn Ling Jiuan!"

Ling Jiuze cursed under his breath, his tone filled with anger and unwillingness.

He didn't expect that this sister, whom he had always regarded as waste, actually had such powerful strength. Even the Jindan masters they sent out were killed by her one by one.

He clenched his fists, his nails digging deep into his flesh, but he was completely unaware.

His heart was filled with frustration and unwillingness. He originally thought that as long as he sent out enough killers, he could easily get rid of Ling Jiuan.

However, it now seems that his plan has completely failed.

"How could she become so strong?"

Ling Jiuze murmured to himself, his eyes full of disbelief.

He thought back to the past when Ling Jiuan was the sister who had always been bullied by him and regarded as a waste by everyone. Now she had become so powerful that he felt an unprecedented threat.

Is Ling Jiuan a little too strong?

He even suspected that Ling Jiuan might really be a demon cultivator?

He took a deep breath, trying to calm his anger and resentment.

He knew that it was meaningless to send more assassins now, as it would only cause more of his men to die in vain.

He must think of a more reliable way to deal with Ling Jiuan, otherwise, his position in this family will be seriously threatened.

Ling Jiuze pondered for a long time, and the anger and unwillingness in his heart gradually turned into murderous intent and determination.

He understood that direct confrontation with Ling Jiuan was no longer the best option, so he decided to take a more sinister approach.

"Find another group of assassins in the early stage of Yuanying and rob and kill them along the way."

He gave the order coldly, with a gleam of ruthlessness in his eyes.

He knew that although such an action was somewhat risky, as long as it was successful, the threat posed by Ling Jiuan could be completely eliminated.

As long as Jiuan dies, no matter how much manpower and material resources are spent, it will be worth it!

In addition, he also had people continue to spread public opinion in Xinghuo City, saying that Ling Jiuan was colluding with the devil cultivators in an attempt to subvert Xinghuo City.

He ordered his men to keep an eye on her and arrest Ling Jiuan immediately if she entered the city, and then execute her for the crime of colluding with the devil.

"I want everyone to know that Ling Jiuan is a traitor and a lackey of the demon cultivator!"

Ling Jiuze said viciously, his heart filled with hatred and jealousy towards Ling Jiuan.

He couldn't accept that a person whom he once regarded as waste had now become so powerful and even threatened his position.

He believed that as long as these opinions were spread, Ling Jiuan would become infamous in Xinghuo City. By then, even if she had great strength, it would be difficult for her to withstand the siege and accusations of the crowd.

Ling Jiuze knew clearly that as long as Ling Jiuan entered the city, he would be trapped.

He has already laid a tight net, and both the assassins in the open and the public opinion in the dark will pose a fatal threat to Ling Jiuan.

He imagined the scene of Ling Jiuan being trapped in Xinghuo City, fleeing everywhere but having nowhere to escape, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He wanted to let Ling Jiuan know that no matter how powerful she became, she could not escape from his grasp.

"Hmph, Ling Jiuan, just wait for your capture!"

Ling Jiuze whispered to himself, his eyes full of hatred and murderous intent.

He couldn't wait to see the moment Ling Jiuan was captured. He wanted to watch her lose everything, including her pride and self-esteem.

Several days passed in Ling Jiuan's Jiuan Hall. With Liuzhu's careful care, Liuying's body recovered a little. Her face was no longer so pale, and she had some strength back.

However, her and Liu Zhu's spiritual powers seemed to be locked and could not be turned around at all, which made them helpless when facing the guards outside the door.

Liuying and Liuzhu were extremely anxious, as they knew Ling Jiuan was in danger and urgently needed their help.

However, they were like birds trapped in a cage, unable to fly out to help Ling Jiuan.

"Liu Zhu, we have to find a way out. The master is alone outside, we have to help her!"

Firefly was very anxious.

Liu Zhu also looked anxious, and she nodded.

"I know, but our spiritual power is sealed, and we have no way to deal with those guards."

When Liuying heard this, a trace of struggle flashed in her eyes.

She was horrified and knew Ling Jiurong's intention, and also knew her responsibilities.

However, she was more worried about Ling Jiuan's safety.

"Liu Zhu, you are right. We cannot let our master down, and we must not become a burden to her. However, we cannot watch her suffer alone outside. We have to find a way, even if it is just to share some of her pressure."

Perhaps, if they use their brains, the Fourth Young Miss and their master can resolve their past grievances.

After all, we are connected by blood, unlike other people.