Diji Sanren flew into a towering rage. He had never dreamed that Hundred Flowers Fairy would make such a choice; saying she was acting on impulse was not the least bit excessive.
For the sake of some inexplicable Little Fellow, she was actually willing to make an enemy of the Yulan Trade Alliance.
Stupid beyond redemption!
But saying any of that now was meaningless.
Hundred Flowers Fairy had made her choice. Next, it was his turn to figure out how to uphold the dignity of the Yulan Trade Alliance.
If it were only Lin Xuan, then although this Little Fellow's performance had been no small matter, he still had absolute confidence in wiping him out.
But if it was Hundred Flowers instead, things were completely different.
As a top-tier powerhouse as well, Hundred Flowers Fairy likewise possessed a domain.
Though the two had never fought before, how could Diji Sanren not know Hundred Flowers Fairy's reputation? He had no certainty of victory.
Strictly speaking, once one's strength reached their level, unless the Three Realms War broke out, they generally very rarely made a move.
After all, no one could afford to lose.
And there was no meaning in it either.
But saying these things now was even more pale and powerless.
With matters having developed to this point, no matter what Diji and Hundred Flowers were thinking, they had no choice but to fight.
Both of them understood this. For a time, the atmosphere on the scene almost sank into solid ice.
As for the watching Cultivators, they quietly retreated backward as well. Quite a few of them even summoned their treasures.
Of course they were not thinking of interfering. Who would be so stuffed full they had nothing better to do, daring to get involved in a battle