693. A Bad Feeling

A Bad Feeling

"Fellow Daoist Ye, if they don't withdraw their troops soon, the low-ranking disciples will be wiped out. Once they're all dead, are we supposed to send in the high-ranking cultivators?" A beautiful young woman in a blue skirt asked with a smile, her lovely eyes brimming with delight.

"Madam Wu, we've only driven back the Demonic Dao Cultivators for now. This is our home turf, and we have the advantage of favorable terrain and popular support. Driving them back is nothing. Once the Demonic Dao reinforcements arrive, things won't be so easy. I think we should ask Northern Yan and Great Tang for help. With their support, we can drive the Demonic Dao Cultivators out of Eastern Qi for good," suggested a white-robed man with sharp brows and bright eyes.

"Ask Northern Yan and Great Tang for help? Would they agree? People tend to turn a blind eye when something doesn't concern them. They might not agree! Fellow Daoist Su, I think we should rely on ourselves. It's better to rely on yourself than beg others for help." The blue-skirted young woman raised her delicate brows, unconvinced.

"Madam Wu, you can't put it like that. Qin Wuji, Sect Master of the Heavenly Demon Sect of Great Qin, is a Nascent Soul Late Stage Great Cultivator. We don't have anyone at that level in Eastern Qi. What if the Demonic Dao doesn't play by the rules? Who will stand against Qin Wuji?" The white-robed man furrowed his brows and said darkly.

"Mm! I believe Northern Yan and Great Tang will agree. If Great Qin takes Eastern Qi, Northern Yan and Great Tang will face its threat directly. They'll be Great Qin's next targets." The Middle-aged Scholar nodded in agreement.

"Exactly. If they refuse, we'll submit to Great Qin