The Savage Lady Wants to Kill Me! Reborn on the Path of Cultivation

Facing Duan Tianyang's angry shouting, the masked man seemed to not care. He calmly poured some water from the water bag and began to wash his arms.

Those arms were as white as jade, slender and slim, so smooth that not even a single hair could be seen, completely different from the arms of an ordinary man.

If it were normal times, when Duan Tianyang saw such an arm, he would definitely think it belonged to a beautiful woman, but at this moment, he only felt very disgusted.

Duan Tianyang continued to vent his dissatisfaction, cursing: "You sissy, didn't you hear me? Don't think you are great just because you are better at martial arts than me. When I find the opportunity, I will definitely kill you and cut you into pieces."

He finally stopped cursing until his lips started to chapped from the sun.

At this time, the masked man asked in a joking tone: "Why don't you curse anymore? Is your mouth sour?"

Duan Tianyang replied: "My mouth is not sour. I will continue to curse your father and your mother. What kind of genes can give birth to a freak like you? It must be the same as you, ugly to the point of being shameful to be seen, to give birth to an ugly freak like you, a psychopath..."

The masked man's face suddenly darkened, and he mercilessly splashed water on Duan Tianyang's face.

Despite being tied up, Duan Tianyang was still so angry that he wanted to rush over, but due to the restraints, he could only stand where he was.

The masked man didn't say another word, untied the rope and continued his journey without even giving Duan Tianyang a sip of water.

Duan Tianyang gritted his teeth in anger. In this remote Xiguan, the scorching sun was mercilessly burning the earth, and the dry wind on the road was like strong liquor, making people drowsy.

The long period of dehydration and the torment of being hungry made his legs weak and powerless, making him almost unable to move.

His consciousness began to blur. If it weren't for his strong will to survive, he would have fainted long ago.

The masked man stopped and walked under the shade of a tree, while Duan Tianyang lay weakly on the grass.

The masked man threw a water bag next to him. Duan Tianyang raised his head, glared at him, and shouted, "Take your stinky water. No matter how poor I am, I will not accept your charity. My defeat in your hands only proves that I am inferior to you. You are the boss today, but you can't be the boss forever. Just wait for me!"

The masked man looked away with disdain, ignoring everything.

Duan Tianyang was furious. He picked up the water bag on the ground and threw it at the masked man. He cursed him viciously, "Just drink it yourself until your stomach swells and becomes full of maggots and reptiles, which eat away your ugly face!"

Although the masked man tried hard to remain calm, his hands were still shaking slightly, as if he was hurt by Duan Tianyang's ridicule.

He pulled Duan Tianyang up from the ground. Duan Tianyang's Dantian was sealed, and he had no strength to resist. He could only roar: "Don't touch me, you ugly bastard, it's disgusting!"

The masked man said nothing, but turned around and picked up the water bag.

Just as Duan Tianyang was yelling and cursing, the masked man stuffed the water bag into his mouth without hesitation and poured all the water into his mouth.

Although Ling Ziyan's order was to bring Duan Tianyang back to Xuanhuang City by whatever means, he had to be alive. He would not watch Duan Tianyang die from lack of water.

When the masked man completed the task of filling the water, he seemed unaware of the anger and murderous intent flashing in Duan Tianyang's eyes, and still pulled the rope as he pleased.

Duan Tianyang was dragged forward by him helplessly. Although his heart was full of dissatisfaction and resistance, he had no choice but to obey.

This time, the masked man's pace was unusually slow, as if he knew that Duan Tianyang's physical strength was close to its limit, so they walked one after the other, neither fast nor slow.

As night fell, the masked man chose to sleep in the wilderness.

He took out a piece of hard cake from his bag, broke it into two halves, and handed one half to Duan Tianyang, who was already trembling with hunger. He had never felt such intense hunger in his life.

He took the cake without hesitation, not caring about how it tasted, he just took a bite eagerly.

The moment it entered his mouth, an indescribable strange smell spread in his mouth, making him so disgusted that he could not bear it.

He immediately felt nauseous and vomited the food in his mouth. In anger, he cursed loudly: "Is this for human consumption? Even dogs won't eat it! It stinks and is about to go bad. Are you deliberately torturing me?"

His curses echoed in the night air, but suddenly, his words were interrupted.

Because he saw the masked man chewing the remaining half of the cake and swallowing it with relish.

Duan Tianyang widened his eyes and looked at the scene in disbelief.

He couldn't imagine how the masked man could eat such a thing, and eat it with such relish!

The masked man glanced at him and said in a flat tone: "This cake looks okay, don't you want to eat it?"

Duan Tianyang's face was full of disbelief. The cake was obviously expired and smelled bad, but the masked man claimed nonchalantly that there was no problem.

He pondered for a moment, then became furious. "Are you kidding me? You must have kept the good half for yourself and gave me the part that is about to break, right?"

Although the masked man was impatient with his unreasonable behavior, he didn't want Duan Tianyang to starve to death here. After all, he still had a mission to complete.

In desperation, he could only pass the cake he had taken a bite of to Duan Tianyang.

Duan Tianyang took the cake without hesitation, carefully selected a place that the masked man had not bitten, took a bite, and immediately spat it out. The taste was exactly the same as the half cake he had just eaten.

He roared angrily: "I want to eat normal food, not this kind of stuff! Don't tell me you keep eating this kind of stuff around Ling Ziyan!"

Duan Tianyang's anger surged like a tide, while the masked man seemed unusually calm.

He said calmly, "What's wrong with this cake? If you don't want to eat it, just go hungry. I won't interfere."

After saying that, he continued to slowly savor the cake in his hand.

Duan Tianyang was so hungry that stars were popping out of his eyes, but there was nothing to eat.

This kind of spoiled cake was simply unprecedented for someone with a life experience like his.

However, he knew very well that if he didn't eat now, the masked man would still drag him away by force tomorrow.

So, he made up his mind, closed his eyes, pinched his nose tightly, and stuffed the cake into his mouth, ignoring its taste and smell.

But the pungent smell still stung his nose like a needle, making him almost unable to bear it and vomit.

Finally, he swallowed the last bite with difficulty, and was then ruthlessly tied under a tree by the masked man.