"Don't even mention it. I explored a valley and ran into a massive swarm of insects. I nearly met my end here!" Ye Haicheng was worldly and experienced. The moment their gazes turned toward him, he knew what they were thinking.
They probably all thought he had prepared some elaborate plan and obtained some treasure.
Why else would he need a teleportation formation?
On top of that, they saw that Ye Haicheng was alone.
Naturally, they began entertaining certain ideas.
Ye Haicheng first explained with a face full of indignation, as though he had truly run into something horribly unlucky.
At the same time, two sixth-stage spirit puppets silently moved behind him.
Once the sixth-stage spirit puppets appeared, those cultivators indeed lost much of their interest. They no longer even felt inclined to ask questions.
On the Wildlands Continent, cultivators with tamed beasts, spirit puppets, and other aids in battle often commanded greater respect.
Of course, some cultivators would only grow greedier.
But at this moment, none of them were fools. He had dared to act alone and had even escaped a swarm of spirit insects.
He was clearly no ordinary man.
Besides, by this point, everyone had gained something and remained wary of one another, making it even harder for them to act with one heart.
The chances of them attacking were even lower.
"You truly are impressive, fellow Daoist, daring to venture deep into the Wildlands Continent alone." Just then, a handsome cultivator wearing a hair crown approached.
He seemed to have no reservations, instead looking at Ye Haicheng with open admiration.
Especially after seeing those two sixth-stage spirit puppets.
He became even more enthusiastic and even seemed interested in buying them.
"Impressive? Hardly. I was merely deceived by a scoundrel and survived by sheer luck." Ye Haicheng