"Your Excellency is a mighty Nascent Soul Cultivator, yet after bullying the juniors of my Long Household, you think you can simply leave? Surely you don't take my Long Household seriously at all." Lu Xiaotian had only just lifted his foot when a hoarse voice rang out. At the same time, two icy auras surged toward him like liquid mercury spilling across the ground.
As soon as the voice fell, a middle-aged man and woman entered the hall hand in hand. Their looks were unremarkable, but each bore a distinct snowflake-shaped mark on the forehead.
"What do you want, then?" Lu Xiaotian glanced at the couple. The snowflake marks between their brows were extremely distinctive and clearly not natural. They must have cultivated some extremely advanced frigid technique. Judging by their auras, however, they were only at the Nascent Soul Middle Stage.
"You think you can lay a hand on someone from my Long Household? Tell me, which dog's paw did you use just now? I'll cut it off for you." The middle-aged man's face was murderous. He paid no heed to the fact that they were in Dongyang Pill Workshop, nor to the many Golden Core Cultivators nearby. At the slightest disagreement, he attacked outright. Reaching his left hand toward Lu Xiaotian, he sent a massive pillar of ice surging from his palm at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye.
The ice carried astonishing cold, yet it was controlled with such precision that only Lu Xiaotian felt the chill sinking into his very bones. Otherwise, the other Golden Core Cultivators might have frozen to death on the spot.
The middle-aged woman waved her hand, sending a frigid wind mixed with drifting snow toward Lu Xiaotian. Their attacks came from left and right, complementing each other perfectly.
Lu Xiaotian