"Hee hee, thank you, Master."
True Yang Maid pulled the Thunder Maid back with her, retreating with giggles as they swiftly moved away from Golden Rain True Lord and the others.
Unlike Hei Louxi, they did not have such deep schemes in their hearts.
The two of them simply felt that the Tushan Maid Corps was a good place. Rewards and punishments were fair, achievements brought rewards, and the future was bright. They liked the atmosphere here, where they did not need to guard against one another at every moment. That was all.
"Even they..."
Spring Sword and Shang Gong felt despondent at the sight.
Even outsiders who had joined halfway through were behaving far better than the two of them now. It was disheartening.
"Wretched maids!"
"You are Nascent Soul True Lords, yet you willingly serve as slaves. I am ashamed to call you fellow cultivators!"
Golden Rain True Lord said coldly.
"Kill!"
"Since you are all so foolish, once I slay this person, do not blame me for refusing to share the benefits with you."
Golden Rain True Lord tapped her pale jade hand against her flying sword.
Clang!
Within the domain of rain droplets that filled the sky, a fist-sized droplet artifact suddenly surged forward. Under external force, its droplet shape transformed into a sword shape. Golden threads raced within it, slicing through space with ease as it flew at high speed, sharp beyond compare.
She had not lost confidence yet.
All she needed to do was fight!
She did not even need to defeat Tushan. As long as she heavily wounded him, those maids whose thoughts had already settled would surely develop second thoughts again. There was no doubt about it.
Then, there would still be a chance.
Clang! Clang!
The instant the Golden Rain Sword