At this moment, Yunxi was battling a late stage Golden Core cultivator from the Jihan Sect on the second floating island. The other party had taken a fancy to the Flying Catkins Flowing Sand Stone she had dug up and had quietly crept up beside her, intending to snatch it away. Yet Yunxi, whose divine sense had long been spread out, had already discovered him.
After Yunxi dodged his Ice Needle attack, she frowned and said unhappily:
"You're a strange one. If you want Flying Catkins Flowing Sand Stone, dig some out yourself. Why do you insist on stealing the piece in my hand?"
"Hmph! I've taken a liking to the one in your hand. If you know what's good for you, hand it over at once!"
He was extremely arrogant, looking down his nose at her as though his strength would surely crush Yunxi's. Thus, he stated his purpose outright.
Yunxi felt that this man's provocation was somewhat deliberate. She immediately frowned and transmitted her voice, "Dian Dian, is he a demonic cultivator?"
Dian Dian had already stretched out its nose and sniffed when its master began fighting this arrogant male cultivator, so it answered swiftly:
"Master, this person is not a demonic cultivator. But I think he may have been bought off by demonic cultivators. He's stirring up trouble everywhere here, provoking cultivators from our Western Region and drawing hatred toward them."
After hearing this, Yunxi felt that Dian Dian's little mind worked quite quickly—it had actually considered such a possibility. If that was the case, then her battle strategy had to change. She could have killed him directly, but now she had to spare his life and bring him to confront the Jihan Sect cultivators, so as to rule out Dian Dian's suspicion.
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