บท 135: You Can't Keep Your Secret Anymore

Zhou Shu opened his eyes. He felt as if a sharp blade was pressing against the main artery on his neck. The cold air from the sharp blade caused his skin to tremble slightly.

Zhou Shu's intuition as a Forging Master allowed him to immediately determine that what lay across his neck was a ranked weapon.

"Don't move, or I'll kill you!" A hoarse and low voice sounded in Zhou Shu's ears.

The other party was extremely cautious. His entire body was hidden behind Zhou Shu's back. One hand held a sharp blade against Zhou Shu's neck, while the other pressed against Zhou Shu's back, keeping his spiritual essence within.

"You better not take any chances. You're just a ninth-rank martial artist. You can't escape from my hands!"

Ranked martial artists still had mortal bodies. If their neck arteries were severed, they would still die.

The human body would only undergo a qualitative change when one's cultivation reached the third rank or above.