The Inner Realm's Samsara

"Master, these people are hypocritical enough."

"If they're beneath the grade, they should just say it outright. Why say it like that?"

"If they really had strength, how could they have just been chased like dogs?"

After hearing her words, Medicine Spirit could not help saying disdainfully.

"This has nothing to do with us."

"Now that we already have a reliable identity, none of it matters."

Ning Qi said, not caring in the slightest.

"All right."

Medicine Spirit said no more, merely answering once.

"My name is Ding Qi."

Ning Qi then gave a name.

"Brother Ding, then what are your plans now? Come back with us?"

Li Qiuwan looked at him and asked next.

"You lost so many fellow disciples here. Don't you have to make a trip back?"

Ning Qi asked in return.

"Right, we have to go back and settle accounts with our senior brother."

"He abandoned us before the battle. This matter absolutely cannot be left at that."

"..."

At the mention of this matter, everyone revealed indignant expressions one after another.

None of them had ever thought that their own senior brother would abandon them.

"Liu Wanshan, that bastard!"

Zhao Cheng cursed through gritted teeth, "When I get back, I'll make sure everyone knows he's a sanctimonious hypocrite, a wolf in sheep's clothing."

"Let's go. We'll head back now!"

Li Qiuwan called out, then said, "Young Master Ding, let's go back together."

"When our master sees you, he'll definitely welcome you very much."

"Then I'll go back with you."

Ning Qi agreed readily.

In this way, on the Immortal Clan's side, he could be considered to have an identity now.

"Then let's go!"

Ning Qi answered and also set out together with everyone.

They soon left this place.

When they reached a gorge up ahead,