Who Was Begging Whom?

"The Huangpu Family does have some substance..."

Wei Suo sent a voice transmission into Ling Longtian's ear, somewhat surprised as well.

The Huangpu Family cultivator who had appeared out of nowhere was surrounded by one hundred and fifty black halos, his aura astonishing, bearing the bearing of a divine king. The cultivation technique he practiced was likely at least Heaven-grade Mid-tier, and he had already reached Golden Core Fourth Layer Mid-stage.

There was an old saying in the Cultivation World of Tianxuan Continent: rabbits should not trade with wolves. It meant that low-level cultivators were best off not dealing with high-level cultivators, because there was far too little security in it. The Huangpu Family had casually produced a Great Golden Core cultivator at the Golden Core Fourth Layer. They truly had some foundations; no wonder they dared negotiate with a sect like the True Thunder Sect.

Pfft!

Wei Suo first fired out a streak of radiant light, directly restraining Huangpu Tianci so that the fellow would not make any noise.

"You still dared to come? What a pity." Wei Suo then shook his head and sighed.

More than thirty cultivators had followed this Huangpu Family member surrounded by black halos. Hui Jin and Hui Tianqing's group of young scions were among them, including the young man in silver robes whom Wei Suo had beaten until he was scrambling for teeth all over the ground, half his face swollen so badly that he could not speak at all.

Yet apart from the Great Golden Core cultivator surrounded by black halos, Hui Jin, and Hui Tianqing, only a withered, skinny old man in a green leather robe with his hands tucked together had reached late Golden Core Stage One.

With only four Great Golden Core cultivators, Wei Suo did not take them