"What, Fairy? You are unwilling?"
Lin Xuan's soft laugh entered her ears.
"No. Since Brother Lin has shown such kind intent, Hongling will obey. Many thanks for lending a hand, Brother Lin. Otherwise, this little sister would likely have perished here."
Seeing the sincerity on Lin Xuan's face, Fairy Hongling no longer stood on ceremony and accepted. Her nature was free and easy, after all; if she kept putting on airs, it would truly make them seem distant.
"It was a mere lift of the hand. Why must you speak so, Fairy? If our positions were reversed, I imagine you would lend Lin a hand as well."
"You jest, Brother Lin. How could this little sister have such ability?"
Hongling sighed. To say she did not envy Lin Xuan's shocking, world-startling Supernatural Power would certainly be a lie.
The two were exchanging courtesies there, but the faces of the four fellows beside them had gone deathly pale.
Wasn't Hongling a Rogue Cultivator? How could she know such an extraordinary cultivator? From their tone, the two were even old acquaintances.
If they had known this earlier, even if someone lent them another measure of courage, they would never have dared provoke Fairy Hongling. However, in the world of cultivators, there was no medicine for regret.
Although the four were terrified, they did not give up. Their eyes darted wildly. This was not strange; even ants still tried to steal a life, so how could they be willing to simply bind their hands and wait for death?
However, the difference in strength was laid out right there. In such a hurry, how could they think up some scheme or trick to escape?
In the end, they could only fret uselessly where they stood.
"Fairy, how did you become enemies with these fellows?"