'Is it because I'm about to descend the mountain to suppress the troublesome Loose Cultivators?'
Xu Yan mused. Cultivators from a proper Dharma Lineage rarely stumbled when dealing with Loose Cultivators or Wild Cultivators.
The fact that he dared to destroy a "den" of seven or eight hundred people with only ten followers was proof of this.
The saying "enough ants can kill an elephant" simply didn't apply here.
'I'll head to Observing Fate Peak to pay my respects to Master and borrow the Divine Fire Circle for protection.'
That was Xu Yan's plan.
Just as he was about to form a technique and ride a flame into the sky, a drizzling rain began to fall, pattering on his shoulders.
"Kui Water True Qi?"
Xu Yan's eyebrows shot up. He paused and followed the Qi Mechanism he sensed, looking up at the vast sky.
Enveloped in a vast watery vapor and a glow of clear and turbid light, Zhou Fu landed lightly before him, the green tassel on the longsword at her back swaying.
