"Hmph!"
After staring for a while at the Foundation Establishment girl with yellow hair hiding behind that Core Formation cultivator, "Fairy Mo," Elder Han of Spirit Beast Mountain—already fuming with nowhere to vent his anger—finally made his move.
"Fellow Daoists."
"Leave the Core Formation cultivator to you two."
"I'll deal with that foul-mouthed little brat first!"
If they had been disciples of one of the five major sects with ties to Spirit Beast Mountain, that would have been one thing. He might have held back out of consideration, or at least let them die with some dignity.
But this was a tiny, unknown sect, and a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator had dared to insult an elder of Spirit Beast Mountain. How could he let her get away with it?
So, after calling out to the two Core Formation mid-stage fellow Daoists behind him, "Pink Skull" of Ghost Spirit Sect and Joyful Union Sect, and asking them to hold off the Core Formation late-stage "Fairy Mo," he turned into a streak of light and charged straight down at the little brat named Xiao Cuier.
"You!"
"Don't even think about it!"
Seeing this, Mo Caihuan naturally refused to let him through!
Without a second thought, she gripped her two short swords, "Yin" and "Yang," and swept forward with an ethereal move to intercept the fellow in animal hide, who seemed to be that traitorous Spirit Beast Mountain cultivator from the seven sects.
"!!"
"What?!"
But halfway there, before she could intercept him, Mo Caihuan's heart suddenly lurched. She had no choice but to stop abruptly and swing her swords toward the other two directions!
Clang!
Clang!!
Two sharp metallic clashes rang out. When Mo Caihuan was forced to a halt and looked up, she saw that the two members of "Pink Skull,"