Qin Fengming was furious. He had never expected that, after just defeating five Mahayana cultivators, another Mahayana cultivator would dare come straight to the Manghuang Sect's gates and openly challenge him, looking for trouble. Clearly, the previous battle had failed to intimidate the Mahayana cultivators of the Three Realms.
Qin Fengming's eyes flickered. The Mahayana cultivators of the Three Realms had not been cowed. Presumably, although those five had been defeated, none of them had been slain, so the deterrence was still insufficient to make others truly fearful.
It was not as if he had never killed a Mahayana cultivator before. Now that he had advanced to Mahayana, he cared even less.
A ruthless look surfaced in his heart. An Xun the Ghost of the Chisheng Alliance happened to be an excellent target. Watching Qin Daoxi shoot away, the anger on Qin Fengming's face slowly subsided.
Turning to the six female cultivators, Qin Fengming smiled faintly. "I'm sorry for making the six Immortal Fairies worry. Since you've come to my Manghuang Sect, this Qin should naturally extend the courtesy of a host. There are many people here. Why don't the six of you enter the sect and wait for Fellow Daoist Liu in a side hall? Otherwise, when Fellow Daoist Liu returns, he might blame my Manghuang Sect for being discourteous."
Liu Xiangfei was a good man. Back in the Chaos Realm, he had helped Qin Fengming escape from Ancestor Jiao Wei's encirclement. Thus, Qin Fengming was naturally courteous toward these six female cultivators.
"That's fine. When Young Master left, he asked the Manghuang Sect to look after us. Entering the mountain gate to wait for him is no trouble. Sisters, let's go to the Manghuang Sect and wait for Young Master." The female cultivator at the head spoke up