Watching their sect's cultivators being slaughtered while the Saint Tiger Sect's sect master and Grand Elder stood by without lifting a finger left Chang Xiangsi and the others deeply puzzled. At the very least, it was hard for them to understand. If someone had slaughtered Lingxiao Pavilion's cultivators on such a grand scale, Ling Tian would have acted immediately. Yet the Saint Tiger Sect's Grand Elder and sect master remained unmoved. This was clearly not what they had expected.
"It's simple. They're using their disciples to wear Yu Ying down, and of course, to observe his strength while they're at it," Poxiong said, then let out a cold laugh. "They're bound to be disappointed, though. Yu Ying is Ling Tian's disciple, after all. His foundation is exceptionally solid, and not only are his Divine Yuan Power and Mental Power exceptionally abundant, his recovery is far faster than that of ordinary cultivators. This level of fighting doesn't put much pressure on him. In fact, as long as he doesn't use Phantom Combo, he can keep fighting indefinitely."
"Heh, they really don't care about their own disciples' lives at all," Youye said with a cold laugh. For a moment, he found it hard to understand.
"Not every cultivator values their disciples and friends as much as Ling Tian and Chi Xue do. At the very least, those two Near-Saint Twentieth Heaven cultivators in front of us aren't that kind of people," Poxiong said, then shifted his tone. "Actually, these Saint Tiger Sect disciples are pretty pitiful. They're nothing but pawns, and they don't even know it. They should have left a sect like this long ago."
"There's nothing pitiful about them. They used to throw their weight around because they were Saint Tiger Sect disciples. You could tell as much from the