"This... junior brother, how about we return to the Southern Immortal Sword Sect first? It isn't safe here, after all. At most, we can head in another direction for now?" Senior Brother Hai hurriedly stopped me and looked toward the other fellow cultivators. They clearly felt the same way.
"Fellow Daoist Xia, these people must be greedy for your treasures. Otherwise, why would they be so kind as to let you go with them and take shelter?" several fellow cultivators said bluntly, leaving the cultivator surnamed Wen and He Bufan rather embarrassed.
"Fellow Cultivator Chen, forget it. Since they mean well, why should we refuse? I'm a cultivator of the Seven Star Realm, after all. How could I let them attack Fellow Daoist Xia at will?" Zhao Qian smiled faintly, appearing utterly confident.
Just as several fellow cultivators were vehemently insisting that I not go, quite a few distressed cultivators soon appeared nearby. They seemed to have fled back from the city. The timing was about right, and their numbers kept growing.
After all, slaughtering an entire city alone was no simple matter. A city had at least a thousand rogue cultivators, and capturing them all would not be easy. They could only specifically deal with immortal cultivators and the like. Thus, there were quite a few refugees below the Immortal level.
"Look, just look! So many people are fleeing. How could we deceive everyone? A little later, we city lords will join forces with some experts from the Inner Sea and take the initiative to meet the enemy!" He Bufan added.
"Then I'll trouble you, Fellow Cultivator He." I smiled. Being too agreeable wouldn't do, or He Bufan wouldn't have tried to bring us back. But acting too coy would be just as bad, since they might think we