Hearing Qin Fengming's words, Elder Ding's expression changed dramatically. The middle-aged cultivator before him actually wanted to meet the sect master. He had never once imagined such a thing.
He had to admit that this Core Formation cultivator's methods were truly formidable. Even his subordinate, that ghost cultivator, was already someone Elder Ding could not defeat.
But to say that this alone gave him the nerve to challenge a Nascent Soul cultivator was something Elder Ding dared not even imagine.
At the same time, Elder Ding had already made up his mind. If the cultivator before him truly let him leave, he would immediately flee to some distant place and never return to Nantang Commandery for the rest of his life.
Now that he heard the cultivator before him actually wanted the sect master to come in person, there was no doubt that everyone present had been placed in a perilous situation. Calling it nine deaths and one life would not be an exaggeration.
"Have the sect master come here? This... how could that be possible? The sect master of Qiyun Mountain is a Nascent Soul cultivator. If he learns of this matter, it will be harder than ascending to heaven for Fellow Daoist Duan to leave Qiyun Mountain."
"Heh heh, Fellow Daoist Ding, just do as I say. If you can bring both Nascent Soul cultivators to this cave, that would be even better."
Listening to the cultivator before him, Elder Ding's expression shifted repeatedly. One Nascent Soul cultivator was not enough—instead, he actually wanted both Supreme Elders to come here. This was no different from seeking death on his own.
Yet under the calm face and clear gaze of the cultivator before him, Elder Ding still took out a transmission talisman. He hurriedly said a few words, then