Before the teleportation, Zhan Ji had briefly mentioned the Scarlet Sun Sect to Song Wen and Ying Wu—a sect with five Mahayana cultivators. Yet in Central Profound Province, where Tribulation Transcendence cultivators held sway, it could only be considered a second-rate force.
As for the "rules" the young male cultivator spoke of, Zhan Ji had not mentioned a single word.
Zhan Ji had been eager to curry favor with Ying Wu and Song Wen. If such a matter truly existed, he could not possibly have failed to mention it.
Therefore, there was only one possibility: those so-called "rules" had been fabricated on the spot by the young man.
Ying Wu, who had repeatedly swept the entire Scarlet Sun Sect with her divine sense, narrowed her eyes slightly as she looked at the young man.
She was certain that throughout the Scarlet Sun Sect, even with its sect-protecting grand formation, there was nothing capable of posing even the slightest threat to her and Song Wen.
Yet this young man dared to provoke them of his own accord. He was simply courting death!
Perhaps sensing Ying Wu's killing intent, Song Wen's voice suddenly rang out in her sea of consciousness.
"Ying Wu, stay calm."
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Wen stepped forward a few paces and said humbly,
"Young master, the two of us have only just arrived in this region and are unfamiliar with the place. If we have offended you in any way, I hope you will be forgiving."
Song Wen had come only to seek Youye and several medicinal ingredients.
Before his goal was achieved, he did not wish to cause too great a disturbance, lest one complication lead to another.
As for the person before him, he was merely an ant who could be snuffed out