Host, just obey. He loves the innocent male protagonist so much!

"Ok?"

The old man was puzzled for a moment and waved his cane again, but nothing happened.

He walked up to Lu Qizhi curiously, looked him up and down, and asked, "What's wrong with you? How can a mere mortal with no cultivation at all enter the New Moon Secret Realm?"

"Maybe I'm just awesome." Lu Qizhi replied calmly, then reached out and poked the old man's chest. It was a physical body, not a soul. He said, "Don't you have any spiritual energy fluctuations?"

"How dare you touch me? Are you going to die?"

Lu Qizhi blinked his eyes, not afraid of the old man's words at all.

"Why don't you try? Can you kill me?"

The old man squinted his eyes at Lu Qizhi and suddenly laughed out loud, "Who said I want to kill you? Killing you would be so boring."

"Don't bully a weak mortal, you old man. Come and fight me if you have the guts."

Behind him, Baili Jue, who was thrown to the ground by the old man and unable to move, cursed angrily.

"As for you, a young cultivator who has just been promoted to the Nascent Soul stage, I don't even take you seriously."

The old man raised his crutch, and a powerful suction force pulled Baili Jue over. Lu Qizhi kicked the old man, and the old man was not paying attention and was kicked away. Lu Qizhi reached out and hugged Baili Jue in his arms.

"Thank you." Baili Jue felt the control he had on himself disappear. He grasped his sword, channeling a powerful spiritual power into his hand, and rushed towards the old man.

Baili Jue's swordsmanship is elegant and flexible, but his spiritual power is not pure enough. Lu Qizhi looked at him intently, Baili Jue is not a human being.

In other words, his bloodline is impure, and is the result of hybridization between humans and another race.

No wonder he lacks talent in cultivation, and his thunder tribulations are much stronger than those of other cultivators.

The forty-nine heavenly tribulations of the Nascent Soul stage are similar to the seventy-nine heavenly tribulations of the Mahayana stage.

Baili Jue's attack was extremely fierce, and every move was aimed at the old man's vital points. If the old man didn't resist in time, he would be cut down by Baili Jue's sword.

Although the old man was fast, he seemed to have no attack power and could only keep dodging Baili Jue.

"It's really annoying. I won't kill you." The old man muttered in a low voice, then raised his crutch. A red silk thread came out of his crutch and attacked Baili.

Baili Jue subconsciously slashed with his sword, trying to cut the red thread. The red thread was cut by Baili Jue, dissipated, and then regrouped and tied to the little finger of Baili Jue's right hand.

Baili Jue frowned slightly, and saw that one end of the red string was tied to the little finger of Lu Qizhi's left hand.

Seeing that the red string had tied the two people together, the old man chuckled and suddenly disappeared.

Seeing that the man had already run away, Baili Jue put away the sword. The red string on his hand seemed to have no substance. He could not feel his hand being tied, but he could see the red string flickering and then disappearing.

"What's going on?" Baili Jue asked.

"How can I know if you don't know me? I'm just a mortal with no cultivation." Lu Qizhi shrugged.

"Hold your breath!" Lu Qizhi was about to continue speaking when he felt something was wrong and immediately covered his nose with his hand.

Baili Jue realized it later and fainted as soon as he raised his hand.

Lu Qizhi: "...Little Pa Cai."

The air was filled with green poisonous gas, and a graceful woman in black veil walked out from behind a peach tree not far away.

The woman twisted her body and walked step by step to Lu Qizhi.