"Hmph. This Qin had never wanted to make an enemy of Cold Wind City. It was your Cold Wind City cultivators who repeatedly blocked my path. For the sake of protecting myself, I had no choice but to make a move or two. If the three of you stop now and let this Qin leave safely, your Cold Wind City will certainly lose far fewer fellow cultivators. Otherwise, don't blame this Qin for being ruthless."
Qin Fengming's figure blurred, and he appeared before the three men. His expression remained calm and undisturbed. Facing the three Great Cultivators from Cold Wind City, whose faces were already thick with fury, he seemed to have not the slightest intention of fear.
"Brat, don't rely on glib words. No matter how heaven-defying your methods are, this old man refuses to believe you can defeat an Integration stage cultivator. Four fellow cultivators have already arrived in Cold Wind City. Moreover, this old man has already sent out a voice transmission talisman. Several fellow cultivators from Cold Mountain Sect will arrive in moments as well. With only you alone, do you really think you can stir up any waves? Surrender now. That is your only way out."
Mu Tian had been the City Lord of Cold Wind City for many years. He was naturally no fool who possessed courage but no wisdom.
Although he knew full well that the young man before him was someone Yellow Springs Palace had offered a huge reward to capture, he understood even more clearly that if the man had no special qualities, how could a super sect have offered such a great bounty for him throughout the entire Northern Region?
The benefits were enticing, but one had to be alive to claim them.
Being as sly as an old fox,