Just as Xia Liu was reminded.
A burst of laughter arrived through the air.
"Three Daoist Fellows, I need the invitations you have. Could you lend them to me? I'll return them to you afterward."
As the voice fell.
Five figures approached from different directions.
"Three at Qi Cultivation Level Fifteen! Two at Qi Cultivation Level Fourteen!"
Sensing the aura of the five, Fan Xin's cheeks couldn't help but twitch slightly.
"Friends, we also need invitations. Could you lend yours to us too?"
"Pfft! Haha!"
Sun Wu laughed.
He gathered several Daoist fellows near the entrance precisely to ambush solitary or low-rank cultivators.
Unexpectedly, they got played in turn.
"Looks like a bad start. We ran into a tough one right on the first job."
"Indeed, among the three of you, only you have a cultivation at Qi Cultivation Level Fifteen."
"Daoist Fellow, why don't you join us and form the strongest team, easily hunting ten invitations?"
