No Shortage of Those with Steadfast Resolve

Before the enormous shop entrance, Wei Yanbing was about to pull someone inside to sign the contract when the others on the street could no longer sit still.

Each employed their own methods, and almost everyone erupted with terrifying spiritual power in an instant, shoving others aside.

They fought relentlessly for a position at the front of the entrance.

Wei Yanbing gave a cold snort. Clearly, he had long been prepared for this scene.

He released Qi Tianyu's hand and gave him a slight bow. Then spiritual light flashed in his hand as he directly drew out his spirit gun.

"Brother, please rest a little farther back and prepare the Spirit Grain. Leave today's chaos and trifling matters to your younger brother."

"Where are the Cloudrise Sect disciples? Form up!"

At his shout, a group of young cultivators immediately rushed out from the nearby shops. They held spirit guns, their faces solemn and their spiritual power abundant.

Though every one of them wore a waiter's uniform, the spiritual energy rippling from their bodies revealed that they were anything but ordinary.

Watching a massive brawl about to erupt in the street, one that might even approach the highest level of conflict ever seen in Heyang City's history, Qi Tianyu felt his scalp go numb.

No, had the cultivation world's customs really become this robust?

When I was here before, weren't they all immortal-looking sages, putting on airs like there was no limit to it?

Why, when it came time to actually fight over something, were they not one bit better than the scavengers I saw in Apocalypse World?

And were they really sure they wanted to use guns? Once these things started firing for real, the consequences would be utterly unthinkable.

*Besides, the shop had not even opened yet, and there