"Search for them! They're definitely somewhere nearby. Could an early True Immortal bring a little girl all the way here? They must have something on them. Whoever finds them first will be richly rewarded by me."
In a dense forest, a lavishly dressed young man rubbed the Spatial Ring on his finger as he spoke indifferently.
All around him, voices rang out as they conducted a carpet search of the area.
Anyone unaware of the situation might have thought they were hunting fugitives.
"Young Master, for them to have entered this place, someone must have brought them in."
"Moreover, for someone to bring a True Immortal and a little girl here, that person either has an enormous background or is immensely powerful. Provoking them like this is clearly unwise."
At that moment, one of the young men honestly reported.
"Damn it, no matter how big that old man is, can he be bigger than me? If I tell you to search, then search. Why are you making such a fuss?"
"Besides, no matter how strong he is, how strong can he possibly be? No matter how strong he is, would he dare lay a finger on me?"
"Furthermore, I only intend to seize their treasure, not kill them. So what if I offend them? Could he really kill me?"
"Whose bread are you eating, anyway? Just search properly. If the sky falls, I'll hold it up."
The young man looked at the person before him with an arrogant expression.
"Understood."
The man from before sighed inwardly and turned to leave.
After the competition for this round of quotas began, the leaders of the major factions had stuffed all their worthless descendants into this place in one go, while keeping the outstanding ones under their noses for careful instruction.
How could