What?
The monks and Daoists and the many Cultivators following behind Qin Liuxi all looked at each other, a bit at a loss. From the way this sounded, he'd been waiting for them?
Everyone instinctively turned to look at Qin Liuxi. What was going on?
"You want all the Cultivators under heaven—what's your goal?" Qin Liuxi's face was expressionless, her gaze indifferent, the hand hidden in her sleeve quietly moving.
Si Luo smiled and said, "What else could it be? I've told you before: Spiritual Energy in this world is scarce. For me to become a god, the conditions are far too harsh. But when I decide to do something, I will see it done. No conditions? Then I'll create them. Spiritual Energy is scarce, so I'll take the Spirit Veins, set up a Spirit Nourishing Array. And then there are you Cultivators—your Spiritual Power is the finest nourishment there is. Heaven knows I've waited far too long, and I finally waited until you brought everyone to me."
