Now, wherever Luo Yunji appeared, everyone from both the righteous and demonic paths instinctively avoided him. This led to a peculiar sight: there wasn't a single person standing around Little Fatty! There were only disciples from both sides lying on the ground, faces full of helpless misery.
Little Fatty was somewhat speechless now. No one would actually play around with him! Seeing a Demon Sect disciple lying by his feet, he thought for a moment, crouched down, and began groping around on the man. He stripped out everything valuable and worthless alike, except the clothes, then found a cloth sack and stuffed it all inside.
Under the influence of his "Rain Technique," the people nearby couldn't spare any attention to check on him, while those hiding from the rain in the distance couldn't see clearly. And so Little Fatty happily began looting, searching everyone, righteous or demonic alike. In that sense, he was quite fair!
Tian Buyi and Daoist Cangsong fought Baidu Zi together, steadily suppressing him. Just as Cangsong's sword, thrusting in from an angle, was about to succeed and take Duanmu's life, that White-Faced Scholar raised a hand and blocked it!
A flash of blue-green light flared in the White-Faced Scholar's palm, and Cangsong was knocked back.
Daoist Cangsong regretted that the strike had failed, his face cold as frost. "Who exactly are you, sir? And how is this Qiankun Clear Light Ring, lost for a thousand years, in your hands?"
Tian Buyi glanced at the scholar in distraction, only to see that the man had already withdrawn his hand. His sleeves were wide and loose, making it impossible to see.
"A divine treasure of the Nine Heavens, lost for a thousand years. Who would have thought it would reappear in the world today!"
"Big Fatty, I'll help