Farmer Girl Reborn: I Play the Pig and Eat the Tiger in the World of Immortal Cultivation

The creaking temple door swung open like the maw of a monster, revealing the pitch-black abyss within. A stench of decay and mildew, mixed with the nauseating smell of blood, filled Yan Yue's face, causing him to frown. Nong Jin gripped his sword tightly, his body shimmering with golden light, and a powerful surge of spiritual energy silently spread out.

The temple was dimly lit and covered in cobwebs. The dilapidated statues, thickly coated in dust, barely revealed their hideous features. A suffocating sense of oppression hung in the air, as if something terrifying lurked in the darkness, watching their every move. Yan Yue sensed a strong sense of danger. She calmly channeled her spiritual energy throughout her body, ready for battle at any moment.

"Something... doesn't feel right here." Yan Yue said in a low voice, looking around vigilantly.

Nong Jin nodded slightly in agreement. He gripped his sword tightly and stepped deeper into the temple. Yan Yue followed closely behind him, the two of them moving forward cautiously, back to back.

Suddenly, a cold laugh broke the silence of the temple.

"Hahaha, it's like searching for something without any effort, but it finally comes to me! Yan Yue, you actually showed up on your own!"

As the words fell, a tall, ferocious-looking man emerged from the shadows. He was dressed in black, a sharp scimitar dangling from his waist, and a frightening murderous aura emanated from him. It was Black Wind!

Behind him, there was a group of men in black, all holding weapons and staring fiercely at Yan Yue and Nong Jin.

"Heifeng!" A cold light flashed in Yan Yue's eyes. She didn't expect that Heifeng would set an ambush here.

"Why, are you surprised to see me?" Hei Feng smiled sinisterly. "I let you escape last time, but this time it won't be so easy! Today is the day you die!"

Yan Yue sneered, "You think you can take my life with just these puny soldiers and generals? You're really overestimating yourself!"

"Humph, you're still stubborn even when death is imminent!" A fierce look flashed in Heifeng's eyes. "Go ahead, kill them!"

At a command, the men in black swarmed forward, waving their weapons and rushing towards Yan Yue and Nong Jin.

Nong Jin stood before Yan Yue, his eyes stern. With a flick of his hand, a golden wall of spiritual energy appeared, blocking the first round of attacks from Black Wind's men like a fortress of steel. Swords and knives struck the wall with a sharp metallic clang and a shower of sparks, but they were unable to shake it in the slightest.

Seeing their initial attack fail, Heifeng's men swarmed even more frantically. Nong Jin's eyes glared, and he quickly formed seals with his hands, muttering something. Suddenly, a golden light shone brightly, and countless sharp sword energies shot out from his fingertips, pouring down like a torrential rain. Screams rang out one after another, and several men in black were instantly struck by the sword energy and fell to the ground.

However, the enemies were numerous, coming in waves like a tide, gradually approaching Nong Jin and Yan Yue. Although Nong Jin had great magical powers, he gradually felt exhausted.

Seeing this, Yan Yue no longer concealed her strength. She nimbly dodged the enemy's attacks, cleverly utilizing her surroundings to counterattack. She kicked over the incense table beside her, sending ash scattering and blinding several enemies. She then grabbed a broken wooden beam and swung it across, sending several men in black flying.

However, just as Yan Yue was fighting back with all her might, a man in black took advantage of her unpreparedness and attacked from the side, slashing her arm with a knife. Blood instantly dyed her sleeve red.

"Yan Yue!" Nong Jin's eyes raged at the sight. A flame of rage burned within him, and he suddenly unleashed an even greater force. A golden light shone brightly like the sun, and a powerful shockwave radiated from him. The surrounding men in black were flung away like kites with their strings cut, falling heavily to the ground, wailing uncontrollably.

Nong Jin rushed to Yan Yue and asked with concern, "How are you?"

Yan Yue gritted her teeth and shook her head, "I'm fine."

At this moment, Hei Feng's cold voice sounded again: "Nong Jin, your opponent is me!"

Nong Jin looked up suddenly and saw that Heifeng took advantage of the gap when he was entangled by the enemy and went around behind Yan Yue. The scimitar in his hand flashed with cold light and was stabbing towards Yan Yue's back!

"Yan Yue! Be careful!" Nong Jin yelled...

Nong Jin's roar echoed through the temple, reverberating in the echoes. Yan Yue felt a chill run down her back, and at the critical moment, she instinctively dodged to the side. Hei Feng's scimitar slashed past her clothes, stirring up a gust of wind and leaving a deep scar on the ground.

Yan Yue was still terrified, and before she could react, Heifeng was already charging forward again, his scimitar spitting out its tongue like a venomous snake, aiming straight for her throat. Fear surged over her like a tide, and Yan Yue subconsciously closed her eyes.

The expected pain did not come, but was replaced by a warm embrace. She felt herself being carried away by a powerful force, and heard Nong Jin's rapid heartbeat.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

The deep and powerful words were like a solid barrier, isolating all fears. Yan Yue slowly opened his eyes and saw Nong Jin's angular face close at hand. He frowned, his eyes full of worry and self-blame.

Yan Yue leaned in Nong Jin's arms, feeling the warmth and strength emanating from him. Her originally panicked heartbeat gradually calmed down, but then began to accelerate uncontrollably.

Nong Jin held Yan Yue in one hand and waved his golden spiritual energy with the other, forcing the surrounding black-clad men to retreat. His eyes were like torches, scanning the surrounding enemies and saying coldly, "How dare you hurt her!"

As he finished speaking, a golden light surged around him, and a powerful pressure swept across the entire temple. The men in black trembled under this powerful pressure and retreated one after another.

Nong Jin, along with Yan Yue, quickly broke out of the encirclement like a flash of golden lightning. He brought her to the roof of the temple and looked down at the struggling man in black below with a cold look in his eyes.

"I've made note of what happened today."

After saying this, Nong Jin ignored the men in black and left the temple with Yan Yue.

The two of them hurried along until they reached a secluded valley. Nong Jin gently put Yan Yue down and examined the wound on her arm, feeling distressed.

"Fortunately, it's just a superficial wound," he gently bandaged her wound, "Next time, I won't put you in danger again."

Yan Yue looked at Nong Jin's focused expression, and a warm feeling welled up in her heart. She shook her head gently, "I'm fine, thanks to you this time."

Nong Jin looked at Yan Yue with tenderness in his eyes. He reached out his hand, gently stroked her cheek, and whispered, "From now on, I will always protect you."

Yan Yue lowered her head slightly, a blush appearing on her cheeks.

After a brief lull, the two returned to the abandoned temple. A strange aura permeated the air, making people shudder.

"Something seems to be wrong here." Yan Yue looked around and said in a low voice.

Nong Jin nodded and tightened his grip on the sword. Deep within the temple, it seemed as if some secret was hidden, quietly waiting for them.

They slowly advanced along the dilapidated corridor, their footsteps echoing distinctly in the empty temple. Suddenly, a shimmering, dimly lit formation appeared before them, blocking their path. A dangerous aura emanated from the formation, seemingly poised to erupt at any moment.

Nong Jin stopped and stared at the formation in front of him with a serious look, and said slowly: "It seems..."