"Fellow cultivators, having gathered you all here today, I presume you already know what this is about. We would like to know how resolute you are." As Qin Fengming and the others entered Xuanli Cave Dwelling, more than a dozen Immortal Realm cultivators sat gathered in discussion within a cave-dwelling space in Black Ocean City.
Among the dozen or so were men and women, old and young. Clearly, none belonged to any sect; they were all Rogue Cultivators.
At their head sat a thin old man with a stern face and sharp eyes. Looking over the invited Immortal Realm cultivators, he spoke solemnly.
Among these cultivators were people whom Dong Qian and Ding Yuan had slapped in public.
"Fellow cultivator Zhu, Song has already learned of your plans. Song was humiliated before the public by those people and had long intended to join forces with fellow cultivators to take revenge. Since you all are willing, count Song in." The vicious-faced big man was the first to speak, his gaze fierce and vicious.
"Huang agrees as well!" A middle-aged man spoke up immediately afterward.
Before long, the cultivators agreed one after another, making firm promises.
"Excellent. With this, we have joined forces with fifteen fellow cultivators. No matter how strong they may be, with the fifteen of us attacking together, we will certainly be able to take down those three. Brother Bai has already investigated them thoroughly. Those three are not sect cultivators, at most members of some clan. Nor are they from any clan within a billion li around Black Ocean City. So killing them is no great matter."
Joy appeared on the leading old man's face, as though victory already lay in his grasp.
His words greatly stirred the crowd. Those three possessed exceedingly abundant wealth, and they had