Behind the old man and the young girl stood the surviving villagers.
The village had not been large to begin with, with only around a hundred people, young and old alike. After the bandits' rampage, barely half remained alive, and most of them were women, children, and the elderly. At this moment, they all gazed reverently at Lu Ye, who sat at the front.
This Immortal Master had displayed overwhelming might just now, slaughtering more than twenty bandits by himself. Many of them had witnessed it with their own eyes. If not for the Immortal Master, they would all have died today!
Thus, even though the Immortal Master had seemed less than benevolent for a time, the villagers remained deeply grateful.
Lu Ye raised his eyes toward them and was immediately dazzled by the huge numbers above their heads.
The bandits were living Asura Seals, and so were these villagers! Moreover, they were worth even more than the bandits!
The young girl he had saved on the mountain earlier was worth two thousand Asura Seals. The old man she was supporting was even more outrageous—the enormous five thousand above his head nearly made Lu Ye think he was seeing things.
The minor bandit leader he had killed earlier had only been worth three thousand Asura Seals. Why was this frail old man, with one foot practically in the grave, worth five thousand?
And these villagers too—their values started at two thousand, while a select few had already reached three thousand.
Even if there were only fifty of them, their combined value was at least over a hundred thousand Asura Seals. If Lu Ye wished, slaughtering every one of these unarmed ordinary people before him would bring him almost as much as a single trial.
Moreover, these people were most likely