Lin Yucun's expression immediately turned extremely ugly after being mocked by the Ghost Wolf Bandit Soul Master.
With Ghost Qi invading his body, Lin Yucun had already lost all will to fight.
Faced with the Ghost Wolf Bandit Soul Master's mockery, Lin Yucun was furious, yet he no longer dared to fight.
"You little wolf bandit, what's so impressive about you!"
"If you've got the guts, suppress your cultivation! Use the same cultivation level and Soul Skills to duel Yucong!"
Seeing her friend being insulted, Sun Meilan could no longer sit still and immediately snapped back.
The Ghost Wolf Bandit Soul Master knew Sun Meilan's status among Du Bai's group.
Therefore, the Ghost Wolf Bandit Soul Master spoke relatively mildly and did not say anything arrogant.
"Little princess, you were the ones who insisted on fighting us across cultivation levels!"
"I never wanted to duel you in the first place."
"After losing, you blame us for not suppressing our cultivation, saying our realm is higher than yours and crying that it's unfair. What kind of logic is that?"
"If you're not good enough, don't blame the road for being uneven."
"Under the restrictions of the rules, my brothers and I have it rough too. We can't take the initiative to attack, otherwise how would this little kitty have gotten the chance to attack me so wildly?"
"If we were at the same realm, who would win and who would lose still wouldn't be so easy to decide, would it?"
"How about you let this little brother raise his cultivation to the same level as mine, forty-eighth-level Soul Ancestor, and then come compete with me?"
"However, no river stands still. By then, I might have already entered the fifty-level Soul King realm, or even reached a higher cultivation level."
"This little