The impact of murdering a Purple Mansion realm cultivator in the street was even more violent than imagined.
Before dawn had even broken the next day, Ye Xiu heard that the cultivators throughout the city had already erupted into an uproar. Who knew how many cultivators from major sects had lined up beneath the White Pagoda, requesting an audience.
However, Ye Xiu knew perfectly well that there would be far more than one or two people coming for him, so he simply left them all waiting and had Qi He go deal with them first.
Only when the morning sunlight appeared on the second day, and several sect masters who had rushed over from their own sects arrived, did Ye Xiu lazily rise and meet them within the White Pagoda.
"Do you all have some past friendship with that sect cultivator who was killed last night?"
Though he had slain a Purple Mansion realm cultivator, Ye Xiu looked as relaxed and at ease as if he had merely gone out under cover of night yesterday and slaughtered a chicken.
Under everyone's tense gazes, he even made a joke with great interest.
"If you came to plead for him, then you're a little late."
"Even a Spirit Transformation realm or Void Insight realm great cultivator likely wouldn't be able to pull back someone whose soul had already scattered."
"If you truly wish to see him, wait until he enters the cycle of heaven and earth. Perhaps you'll have the chance to take him as a disciple in his next life."
Ye Xiu appeared relaxed, but the expressions of the sect masters before him, all of whom had close ties to Heyang City, were rather unpleasant.
"Sir, what you did was indeed somewhat too rash."
Naturally, they had no relationship with the