Huahua flew over, grabbed the Azure Cord, and kept squeaking, clearly rather unwilling.
Kou Laozhong did not try to activate the Immortal-Binding Rope, because he knew he had been placed under a restriction. Forcing it would only humiliate him further.
But he could not help saying, "This is the Immortal-Binding Rope, a magical artifact bestowed by my sect... Don't go too far."
Feng Jun glanced at him and laughed disdainfully. "A mere Ruthless Cord, and you dare call it an Immortal-Binding Rope?"
Kou Laozhong's eyes widened at once, the unwillingness in his heart turning into utter shock. "How did you know?"
Feng Jun could not be bothered to answer him. He merely looked at Tang Wenji. "How did he deal with your things yesterday?"
"Heh." The Little Celestial Master sneered, her eyes full of satisfaction. "He ignored me completely and treated them as his own things. Now it seems Heaven's Dao truly repays all."
"This is not Heaven's Dao repaying all. It is the law of the jungle." Feng Jun swept his gaze over his disciples and women, speaking earnestly. "Remember this... everything else is fleeting. Only powerful cultivation is true strength."
He had searched for cultivation resources on the Phone Plane with painstaking caution. He hoped to use this opportunity to make his disciples understand just how rare such excellent cultivation conditions were.
Kou Laozhong gave a miserable laugh. "What I dealt with were merely mortals' possessions. I am at the Qi Refining Stage."
"So mortals do not matter?" Feng Jun gave him an odd look. "Your three companions are all mortals... Who wants to deal with one?"
"I will." Tang Wenji sprang to her feet and bent down to pick up a large spear.
She then walked up to Junior Brother Ju, gave a soft laugh, and pointed