Ling Tian wasn't an especially arrogant or overbearing person. Even with so many cultivators preparing to attack him, he still wanted to spread the word first and warn them. If they insisted on making a move, then he could strike back without so many qualms. At least in his mind, that would make fighting them entirely justified.
Little Sniffles, however, didn't care. As far as he was concerned, if anyone attacked them, he could kill them without hesitation. Besides, they were in the Outer Realm now, and spreading a message wouldn't be easy.
"That's actually quite simple. Those of us from the Mist Hidden Sect can spread the message for you, senior." After hearing Little Sniffles, Wu Ying gave a soft laugh. Sensing the displeasure of both Little Sniffles and Ling Tian, she sounded faintly smug. "Our Mist Hidden Sect doesn't just gather and trade intelligence. We can also spread messages for others. In fact, that's a very ordinary task for us."
"Since that's the case, help us spread the message. Use the wording I mentioned earlier. I hope they won't insist on attacking us. Otherwise, don't blame me for showing no mercy," Ling Tian said. He still preferred to warn the Outer Realm Cultivators beforehand. After a brief pause, he murmured to himself, "I hope this will deter some of them. The fewer people who attack us, the less trouble we'll have."
"Actually, attacking them directly would be a better way to intimidate them," Little Sniffles said dismissively. "We can use thunderous methods to kill a large number of cultivators, especially if some of them are at the peak of the Twenty-first Heaven of Near-Saint. That will show the Outer Realm Cultivators how strong we are. After that, plenty of them will surely think twice before attacking us. At