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The black-clad men outside were completely unable to withstand her strength. Caught off guard, they were forced backward by sheer inertia, their eyes widening in shock.
Xie Zhizhi swiftly snatched the sword from her opponent’s grasp, twirled it skillfully, and held it steady in her right hand.
After all, she had learned fencing before—though she had no idea why she was so proficient now.
Could she have been a swordsman in her past life?
The thought amused her.
Her seamless movement stunned the remaining black-clad men outside.
“Listen up! Even if you have to destroy the carriage, kill her at all costs!”
At that command, a black-clad man, still reeling from Xie Zhizhi’s unexpected attack, picked up a fallen comrade’s sword. Seizing the moment while Jing Yi was entangled in combat, he gathered his inner strength and slashed at the carriage with full force.
The carriage instantly shattered into pieces.
Xie Zhizhi had been prepared for this. As soon as the wreckage exposed the outside world, she raised her sword to block an incoming attack and leaped out of the broken carriage.
Clashing with her opponent, she felt an inexplicable thrill, ready to unleash her full power.
But in just one strike, her opponent’s sword was sliced clean in half!
Her own weapon had also fractured. Damn, she had used too much force. Reacting quickly, she discarded the broken sword.
From her spatial storage, she retrieved a massive guandao over a meter long. Yet, she held it as effortlessly as if it were a plastic toy.
“Miss!”
Jing Yi was shocked to see her awake—the drug shouldn’t have worn off yet! She wanted to rush to her side, but four black-clad men seized the chance to engage her in battle.
The wind howled, scattering leaves in the air.
Meanwhile, Xie Zhizhi struck while her enemy was vulnerable, plunging her blade into the chest of the black-clad man before her. Blood gushed from the wound.
The man clutched at his bleeding chest, gritting his teeth as he lifted a foot to kick her.
But Xie Zhizhi’s sharp eyes caught his movement. With a flick of her dress, she swiftly lifted her leg, countering his kick with her own.
“Thud!”
The man’s eyes widened in horror. The sheer force of her strike caused internal injuries, making him cough up thick blood. The remaining energy in her kick sent him soaring into the sky!
A long arc traced through the night as the black-clad man, under the watchful eyes of more than a dozen people, was flung toward the dark horizon—until he disappeared entirely.
Silence.
Xie Zhizhi blinked. This was her first time kicking someone, and she had gone all out, fearing a counterattack. She quickly snapped back to alertness, scanning the surrounding assassins.
Their eyes bore into her, as if trying to pierce through her very being.
She glared back. What? Never seen someone with this much strength before?
Good thing her strength was still as overwhelming as in the modern world. If this dragged on for too long, she might actually get injured.
Unbeknownst to her, her parents had given her a special artifact to ensure her survival. When they ascended to the celestial realm, Shu Nianwan and Xie Chengjun had been deeply worried about their daughter’s safety.
Right now, Xie Zhizhi was elated. She had always known her body was unusual. To avoid accidents, she had minimized social interactions, avoided working after graduation, and steered clear of fights.
She really didn’t want to send anyone to the ICU with a single slap again!
The remaining black-clad men stared at the now-vanished figure, struggling to comprehend the level of strength required to send someone flying dozens of meters.
Even with their advanced martial arts and deep inner power, achieving such a feat seemed nearly impossible.
Seizing the moment of distraction, Jing Yi swiftly eliminated the last three opponents surrounding her. Blade flashed, blood spattered, and more bodies collapsed.
From a distance, Jing Er also finished off his remaining enemies. Initially, he had to divide his attention to protect the lady in the carriage, which put him at a disadvantage. But now, to his surprise, the lady had awakened—and even knew how to fight!
Well… it wasn’t exactly martial arts. It was just… an absurd amount of strength.
Just a tiny bit more than usual.
Now fully focused, the two highly trained shadow guards swiftly slaughtered the remaining assassins. Throats were slit, torsos were cut open—death was swift and gruesome.
Xie Zhizhi found herself unsure of what to do next. Worse, she had no memories of the original body’s past.
Glancing around, she noticed the sky darkening in an unusual manner.
A natural disaster incoming?
Based on her past dreams, it would likely be a violent storm or a hailstorm.
Not far away, Jing Yi and Jing Er stood with their bloodstained swords, exuding a chilling aura. Kneeling before her with solemn expressions, they spoke:
“Miss, please forgive our selfishness in drugging and taking you away. The general is gone—you are his only heir! You cannot be left to the mercy of that dog emperor!”
“Stand up first.”
She glanced at the corpses littering the ground.
She did a quick count—these two had taken down nearly twenty opponents.
Wait, no. There was still the one who had flown away.
That made twenty-one.
She couldn’t afford to offend these two. Best to stay on their good side. Turning away, she took a seat on the wrecked carriage, pondering her next move.
Jing Yi and Jing Er rose without a word but stared in astonishment at the massive crescent-bladed guandao.
Such a weapon was impossibly heavy. How had the lady lifted it so effortlessly? And where had it even come from?
But for now, there were more pressing matters.
Jing Yi spoke urgently, “Miss, we must keep moving. If the imperial decree for confiscation is issued, that dog emperor will send countless soldiers after you! You must find a place to hide. If you wish, Jing Er and I are willing to escort you to the border to uncover the truth!”
“Let me think.”
Confiscation?
That sounded oddly familiar.
Before she could process it, a flood of memories surged into her mind.
So, this body belonged to the eldest daughter of the General’s Manor in the Great Xing Dynasty.
Her mother had died from childbirth complications, leaving her to be raised by her general father. She had lived a carefree life, surrounded by people eager to flatter her.
Since she had never been involved in court affairs, she had remained ignorant of the political intricacies.
But this morning… she had received devastating news.