Elder Liao felt Feng Jun's accusation was rather unreasonable. "They're all mortals."
It couldn't be helped. This was how cultivators viewed mortals, as though they were creatures from an entirely different level.
Feng Jun disagreed with his view, but he had no intention of going against mainstream thinking. He merely gave a cold laugh. "I'm not talking to you about mortals. The caravans... bring me wealth. The people on my territory... are under my protection."
"When you went after them, did you consider how I would feel? Did you consider my dignity? Do I really look that easy to bully?"
Elder Liao finally realized that he had been fundamentally mistaken in treating this place as the Mortal World. This stretch around Pacify Arms Mountain was practically no different from the Cultivation World—except that its spiritual energy was somewhat poorer.
He had cut off his master's source of income and stirred up trouble on his master's territory. Of course Feng Jun would not let it go.
Most hateful of all, his master even kept a thug who brought his own provisions—an adept from Heavenheart Platform!
In the Cultivation World, Gu cultivators might not be well liked, but ordinary rogue cultivators and smaller clans were generally unwilling to provoke them. After all, Gu cultivators were quite united when facing outsiders, and their retaliation could be extremely terrifying.
But the Four Sects and Five Platforms had no psychological burden whatsoever when killing Gu cultivators. They could kill them without cause, much less when there was a deep enmity involved.
Just moments ago, Elder Liao had been thinking that if he could escape, he would definitely gather allies and return. Even if they could not kill Feng Jun, they would at least seize that bastard's Butterfly. Such a fine Pillar-State Gu—why use it as