"You're already husband and wife?"
Ruo Lan was astonished.
"That's right."
Ding Yin said solemnly:
"We got together several hundred years ago."
He pointed at the demonic cultivators behind him:
"These are all disciples we took in over the past several hundred years."
The disciples were both male and female, with different appearances and varied forms.
But without exception, they all had crimson pupils and black smoke swirling around their bodies, looking exactly like demons descended from the heavens.
Ding Ling looked at them, frowned, and said nothing.
Ding Yin grew increasingly apprehensive and uneasy:
"Ding Ling, I'm begging you."
His legs went limp, and he fell to his knees with a thud:
"Please spare us."
Seeing Ding Yin kneel, Ji Jinyu also knelt on the ground.
When the disciples saw their Master and Martial Aunt kneeling, how could they possibly remain standing? Thud, thud! They immediately knelt all over the ground.
"Forget it."
Ding Ling let out a long sigh and turned to leave:
"Let's go."
He had originally come to see whether there were any members of the Demon Cult here worth killing, so he could raise his strength by killing them.
But since Ding Yin and Ji Jinyu were clear-minded and had no desire to kill indiscriminately,
there was no harm in sparing them.
"Fortress Lord, wait for me."
Ruo Lan glanced at Ji Jinyu, then immediately followed Ding Ling.
The Heavenly Blade Old Man naturally followed Ding Ling without hesitation as well.
"Thank you, Great Hero Ding, for sparing our lives!"
Ding Yin called out loudly in salute.
"Thank you, Great Hero Ding, for sparing our lives."
The other disciples also called out loudly one after another.
Whoosh, whoosh!
Three beams of light shot from the summit of Heavenly Blade Peak straight through the clouds. In