"True Lord, there is no need for thanks. The four sects are allies, and now that the demonic path runs rampant, we should naturally watch out for and support one another." Bai Lan smiled.
True Lord Hegui stroked his beard and slowly let out a breath. "Indeed, indeed."
The three Core Formation demonic cultivators opposite them exchanged glances. In the end, helplessly, they could only yield.
They had intended to use the mine vein to lure Hegui into an array trap, then kill him in one fell swoop. Yet now, they had lost men and surrendered the mine vein as well.
"What an impressive little brat from the Azure Origin Sect. Could you be Ancestor Hanxu's personal disciple? Otherwise, why would he give you this talisman?" True Lord Hong Xiao said coldly, beginning to probe for information.
"If giving someone a talisman makes us master and disciple, then if I give these talismans to all of you demonic cultivators now, wouldn't that mean I have taken in a whole host of ghostly disciples?" Bai Lan replied with a smile in her voice.
This gift naturally was not a gift in the literal sense. It was a life-taking gift.
"...Hmph." True Lord Hong Xiao's gaze turned cold. "Insolent junior. I'll remember you."
It was fine if she remembered Bai Lan, so long as she did not remember Long Aotian.
"Since that is the case, old Hegui, we'll spare your life today. Take those little brats from the Golden Qi Sect and get lost." One demonic cultivator snorted, his tone displeased.
Before True Lord Hegui could say anything, Bai Lan's expression tightened, her face turning grave.
If the mine vein here fell back into the Joyous Union Sect's hands, then when the Joyous Union Sect sent cultivators into the mine tunnels and