The Mahayana cultivators were astonished. Qin Fengming's words had truly gone too far. Even if the hundreds of Profound Tier cultivators stationed at the Yin Family sect gate had not left, what made Qin Fengming think he could order so many Profound Tier cultivators around?
Could it be because he could refine pills for everyone?
To refine pills for hundreds of Profound Tier cultivators, even if Qin Fengming had three heads and six arms, along with dozens of clones, it would still be difficult for him to refine pills for so many people within a few years. The pills consumed by Profound Tier cultivators took at least several dozen days to refine per batch.
Guide everyone in cultivation?
This plan was indeed feasible. Given Qin Fengming's cultivation speed and his methods for fighting Mahayana cultivators, it was extremely suitable for the Profound Tier cultivators to seek his guidance on the path of cultivation. However, relying on just a few words to make hundreds of Profound Tier cultivators do hard labor was still somewhat far-fetched.
Promise them Profound Tier demon cores?
That was the most likely possibility. Qin Fengming had several thousand Profound Tier demon cores on him. If he used demon cores as a reward to buy several days of service from the Profound Tier cultivators, surely no one would refuse.
Several Mahayana cultivators turned these matters over in their minds, their expressions shifting unpredictably.
"With the Profound Tier of the world at my command, if all of you seniors don't believe me, people will be here soon. By then, you'll know whether this Qin was telling the truth or not." Seeing the strange expressions on everyone's faces, Qin Fengming smiled faintly.
Qin Fengming's words had barely fallen when fluctuations suddenly appeared in the distance. Hundreds upon thousands of cultivators