Still, Ning Zheng's complaints were just complaints. What deserved his sighs now was not the problem with the Ashes reception desk, but the distant feeling that something major would happen if he entered this cave dwelling to cultivate.
He hid outside and watched from afar for a while.
He discovered that there were three or four times as many cultivators coming to cultivate in the Time-Flow Cave Dwelling today as usual.
Ning Zheng grew slightly wary and silently backed away. "Could it be that the Immortal World is preparing to fish, and has begun its counterattack?"
"What kind of people suddenly came to cultivate in the cave dwelling?"
"Nine times out of ten, they're tribulation cultivators like me who just robbed someone and now have money in their pockets, so they immediately came here to cultivate."
Ning Zheng sighed. The Immortal World was truly filled with treacherous hearts.
The painters were no good at all.
Even the Esteemed Immortals had begun scheming. This war machine had unexpectedly suffered a first-meeting kill and was now officially starting up.
And it had chosen the best plan: letting the Ashes work as sales clerks.
At the same time, they were staking out the Time-Flow Cave Dwellings in various places, preparing to catch people.
They were probably going to first capture a batch of the Heavenly Immortal tribulation cultivators who had looted everywhere that day, kill a few to frighten the rest, hang them up, and make a list to intimidate the world.
That intimidation list would probably contain hundreds of thousands of names!
And after killing them?
The Esteemed Immortals would probably recycle their waste as well, producing hundreds of thousands of Heavenly Immortal Ashes at fifty percent, making them work for the Esteemed Immortals and putting down roots to serve them for