"Humph, you're nothing but an immortal at Nascent Soul Perfection who hasn't even reached Divine Transformation. If you were able to defeat him, you must have some treasure on you."
"That's right, Senior Brother Wu. Make him present the treasure first, then we'll talk." Another female immortal hurriedly chimed in.
After Hong Shi landed, he immediately rolled and crawled his way behind me, then whispered, "Dao Master... I did that on purpose. If I'd resisted, wouldn't that have harmed the senior and junior sisters of the Xianle Sect? They have three mid-stage Divine Transformation cultivators, while I only have one early-stage Divine Transformation cultivator..."
"Well done." I was quite impressed by Hong Shi's ability to bend without breaking. If he had found himself in the situation just now, showing weakness like that was perfectly reasonable. Besides, he knew how formidable I was. Luring these three experts to the back mountain before dealing with them was the wisest decision. Otherwise, it would have been all too easy for the other disciples to get caught in the crossfire.
Still, I never expected them to arrive so quickly. I had thought I definitely wouldn't see them within two days. After all, a round trip should have taken at least five or six days. Yet they had arrived in only two. It seemed they had either encountered them on the way or made preparations long in advance.
Hong Shi's words nearly made Ming Zuo spit out a mouthful of blood. Gritting his teeth, the man roared furiously, "You brat! How dare you toy with us!?"
"Enough. Don't bother with such a minor character." The old man called Senior Brother Wu raised a hand to stop Ming Zuo, then cast me a look as though he were appraising a junior. "Little fellow, where is the