Fan Lang had originally been about to claim the immensely valuable Heavenly River Spring Eye, only for a bunch of Cheng Yaojins to suddenly appear halfway through. Abbot Qing Kong and the Sky Track City Lord in particular even directed their pressure at him, making his entire body sink as though Mount Tai were pressing down upon him.
These people were clearly here to get in his way!
Fan Lang frowned slightly and spread his Sword Seal Dragon Wings. A spatial storm swept beneath their span as he flew toward the group.
The Heavenly Gifted Pill Saint, carrying an Alchemy Furnace in his hand, flew over as well.
"Abbot, City Lord, what do you two mean by this?" the Heavenly Gifted Pill Saint demanded.
"Amitabha. We heard of the upheaval at Heavenly Water Saint Academy and rushed here at once," Abbot Qing Kong replied.
"You certainly received the news quickly."
"This matter is of great importance. Naturally, we had to come as soon as possible. Had we arrived any later, countless people would have died. Heavenly Gifted Pill Saint, look around you. How many people have already died? Heaven cherishes life. Please show mercy and refrain from creating further slaughter."
"I already gave them a chance to surrender. They were the ones who stubbornly refused to repent and continued their futile resistance."
"If not for the monk's sake, then for the Buddha's sake. Please give them another chance and spare their lives."
Abbot Qing Kong wore a solemn expression as he lowered his head and bowed to the Heavenly Gifted Pill Saint.
"As long as they submit to Flame Dragon Academy, I will naturally show mercy. You need not concern yourself with that, Abbot. This is a grudge between our two academies and requires no interference from outsiders. By forcing