An old man sat cultivating with a woman next to him to keep guard for him.
Suddenly, the old man opened his eyes and vomited out a mouthful of blood as he groaned in pain.
The woman was surprised. "What's wrong? What happened?" she asked, but not in a very loud voice so as to not draw the attention of the people around her.
The old man wiped his face and sat straight with an angry look on his face. "My soul was a little hurt," he said.
"Your soul?" the woman asked. "How? One of the challenges?"
"No, it was our target," the man said. "I died."
The woman couldn't help but narrow her eyes in surprise. "What the hell? How could you die?" she asked.
"He's strong, very strong," the old man said. "He must have been hiding his cultivation base. We were duped."
"Are you sure?" the woman asked. "We tested his cultivation base, he wasn't really hiding anything."
"What? Then are you saying that he was fighting beyond his—"
