Strange Yet Familiar Power

Faced with Ling Wuyuan's utterly direct answer—or rather, command—

The fellow who had finally worked up the courage to ask him for help immediately froze.

A trace of disappointment and embarrassment uncontrollably surfaced on his face.

It was obvious.

Although he had long expected that Ling Wuyuan might refuse him,

when Ling Wuyuan truly rejected his request—and did so so decisively—

he still felt deeply uncomfortable.

In the end, after standing there awkwardly in a daze for a moment,

the man could only obediently step aside, not daring to defy Ling Wuyuan's command.

After all,

that unquestionable, utterly cold tone

made him understand with perfect clarity that if he did not obediently comply, the trouble they faced would not decrease—it would only grow worse on the spot.

Seeing that the other party had obediently made way,

Ling Wuyuan said nothing more.

With a slight stir of thought,

the entire Floating Rune Warship immediately began moving again, intending to continue onward while staying out of worldly affairs.

At this sight,

the human cultivators and demonic beasts fiercely battling in the distance immediately had completely different thoughts.

Among them,

most of the human cultivators appeared rather disappointed, while the demonic beasts were all immensely delighted.

Some humans were angered by Ling Wuyuan's lack of loyalty, believing that he was actually ignoring the plight of cultivators from his own race.

Some demonic beasts rejoiced at Ling Wuyuan's ability to read the times, feeling that human cultivators were nothing more than this.

In short,

their thoughts were entirely different.

But Ling Wuyuan had no intention whatsoever of learning about those thoughts.

To him,

the thoughts of those fellows were as worthless as the barking of stray dogs.

As for so-called kinship with one's own race?

How much was that worth?

They had never met