Unqualified cultivator of wind spiritual root

Suddenly, a sharp dagger swiftly flew towards him which Yang Zhiqiang barely managed to avoid. If only he failed to react in time, right now, his head might have been pierced by it already. And it would be the absolute end of him.

Unsheathing his sword, Yang Zhiqiang prepared to confront the enemy in the dark. Though the enemy was unidentified, there was already a possible suspect in his mind.....demonic princess, He Jingyi.

Yang Zhiqiang had no idea how come such an infamous demonic princess was in the forest of Tian. Since he had been idle most of the time, Yang Zhiqiang rarely cultivated attentively these days no matter how his masters and brother made him to. Who would have expected he would meet such a formidable enemy in Tian Forest near emerald jade mountain?