Wu Qi did not make a move. Instead, he stood rooted to the spot.
"What? Unwilling?" The burly man's voice rang out again, undisguised coldness in his tone.
"Well... I..."
Wu Qi glanced at the vicious look the burly man cast his way, then looked down at his fellow disciples. The Embracing Simplicity Sect's disciples were far too weak to withstand even the slightest shock waves from Shibi and Qu Feng's fierce battle. They had barely survived thanks to Daoist Huai'gu shielding them with all his might. But Daoist Huai'gu himself was barely holding on, his magical power driven to its limit like a taut bowstring that might snap at any moment.
Among Shibi's subordinates, Wu Qi was the weakest. But he practiced righteous cultivation arts, which made him less likely to attract attention, so he usually did little more than run errands.
He dared not disobey the burly man's orders, yet he could not seem to bring himself to attack his master and fellow disciples.
"The Embracing Simplicity Sect is weak. They pose no threat to Lord Shibi. Why not spare their lives?" Wu Qi tried to persuade the burly man.
"And if I insist on eliminating them?" the burly man asked darkly.
Wu Qi still hesitated.
"Hmph! Useless trash. You'll never amount to anything."
The burly man snorted coldly, then turned to another ghost cultivator at the integrated body early stage beside him.
"Gui Li, go eliminate everyone from the Embracing Simplicity Sect. While you're at it, wipe out that mortal town at the foot of the mountain."
"Yes!"
A savage grin spread across the ghost cultivator's face. He turned and swooped down.
"Daoist Huai'gu, day after day, you teach your disciples that they cannot live under the same sky as us evil spirit cultivators. Yet you never