The four cultivators instantly frowned when they heard Damian’s words.

For a brief moment, the atmosphere in the clearing turned cold.

The thin man stared at Damian with narrowed eyes, his expression filled with anger and disbelief. "Do you know who we are?"

Damian tilted his head slightly. "Nope."

The thin man’s face darkened even more.

One of the other cultivators stepped forward and shouted, "We are disciples of the Great Flame Sect! Do you really think you can interfere with our business and leave alive?"

Damian blinked once, then nodded slowly as if he had finally understood something important. "Oh, so you’re sect disciples."

The cultivators’ expressions relaxed slightly, thinking that he had finally become afraid.

But then Damian casually continued, "Still don’t care."

The air instantly became silent.

The thin man’s mouth twitched. "You..."

Damian lazily scratched the side of his head before looking at Vulkara, who was still lying on the ground with blood on her lips. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Then his gaze returned to the four cultivators. "I don’t really care who you are. I just don’t like seeing four Foundation Establishment cultivators bullying one injured Qi Refining girl."

His eyes slowly narrowed. "And from what I saw, you weren’t just planning to kill her either."

The expressions of the four cultivators changed slightly.

Damian smiled coldly. "You were about to violate her, weren’t you?"

The thin man’s face stiffened for a moment before he suddenly sneered. "So what if we were?"

Vulkara’s body trembled slightly on the ground, and her red eyes burned with humiliation and fury.

The thin man pointed his sword toward her and spoke coldly. "Do you even know what kind of woman this girl is?"

Damian raised an eyebrow. "What? Evil?"

The thin man laughed. "Exactly. This girl here is not some innocent little flower. She is an evil woman who deserves everything coming to her."

Damian glanced at Vulkara, then looked back at them. "Are you sure? Because the only thing I saw was you bastards bullying her while she was already injured."

The thin man snorted. "You know nothing."

Another cultivator sneered and crossed his arms. "This woman entered our sect through an elder. Everyone knows how she got in."

His eyes swept over Vulkara mockingly. "With that face and body of hers, do you really think she entered honestly?"

Vulkara clenched her teeth, but she didn’t speak.

The thin man continued, his voice growing colder. "And after entering the sect, she caused trouble everywhere. She acted arrogant, offended senior disciples, injured outer disciples, stole pills, and even stole secret martial arts from the sect."

Damian’s expression became a little strange.

The third cultivator laughed mockingly. "For someone like her, a death sentence is already light punishment."

Another one added with a grin, "Honestly, we are being kind by giving her a chance to enjoy her final moments."

Damian looked toward Vulkara.

Vulkara’s face was pale, but the moment she heard the accusation about stealing martial arts, she finally couldn’t hold back anymore. "I didn’t steal the secret martial art!"

Damian’s expression immediately became strange.

He stared at Vulkara for a moment, then silently looked toward the four cultivators again and soon thought inwardly.

"You only denied stealing the martial art? What about the other accusations?"

The more Damian thought about it, the more his eyes twitched.

"Are you for real? Don’t tell me you actually did all the other things?"

For a brief second, Damian almost wanted to rub his forehead because he had originally expected Vulkara to be falsely accused.

But after thinking about it more, it wasn’t really that strange either. His system was called the Villainess Breaker System, and the ones who had multipliers were most likely villainesses, so it wasn’t weird for her to be a troublemaker.

But unfortunately for those four cultivators, that didn’t matter to him anymore.

Whether Vulkara was completely innocent or only half innocent, she was still his target.

A thirty-times multiplier target had appeared right in front of him, wounded, desperate, and full of hatred.

How could Damian possibly let such a beautiful treasure chest die here?

Besides, even if she had done some bad things, that still didn’t justify these four bastards trying to humiliate and violate her before killing her.

That alone was enough for Damian to stand on Vulkara’s side, so he only sighed lightly and casually rested his hand on his sword.

He looked at the four cultivators and spoke with a calm face. "Are you sure about that? I don’t believe you."

The thin man froze for a moment before his expression darkened. "What?"

Damian shrugged. "I said I don’t believe you. From what I see, you’re just four bastards bullying one injured girl."

One of the cultivators immediately became furious. "You bastard! Are you deaf? We already told you what kind of woman she is!"

Damian nodded casually. "Yeah, I heard you."

Then his smile became a little colder. "But I don’t care."

The atmosphere instantly became even heavier.

Vulkara, who was still lying on the ground, stared at Damian in a daze.

Even she herself didn’t expect him to say something like that.

After all, she knew better than anyone that some of their accusations were not completely false, though it was not entirely her fault either.

She had caused trouble and injured people, but only because they had insulted and bullied her first.

As for the pills, she had indeed taken them, but only because those people had stolen her resources first.

But still, since she was only a weak outer disciple, no one cared about the reason. They only believed the side with more influence.

So when Damian blindly said he didn’t believe those cultivators, Vulkara felt something strange in her chest.

Why would this man defend her when he knew nothing about her?

Why would he stand against four Foundation Establishment cultivators for a stranger like her?

Was he stupid, or was he simply insane?

The thin man’s killing intent finally erupted completely. "Good. Very good. Since you want to die with this bitch, then we’ll send you both to hell together."

Damian only grinned as he drew his sword from its sheath. "Try me, then... I want to see if you can."