"Nascent Soul Stage magnate?! Damn it!"
Cursing inwardly, the Hook-nosed Cultivator swiftly cast his gaze beyond the village, a talisman appearing in his palm.
He immediately thought of leaving.
But when he considered the terrifying strength of a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator, he did not dare activate the talisman in his hand.
Even with an Escape Talisman in hand, escaping a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator's pursuit would be no easy task.
The Hook-nosed Cultivator's peripheral vision swept over the mysterious thatched hut at the edge of the village. His eyes rolled, and without revealing anything, he quickly moved closer.
With Granny Yun stationed here, the other party might not interfere much outside the village. But within the village, if someone made a move, she might not simply stand by and watch.
"Hm? This man... he still isn't fleeing?"
"Fleeing? Before a Nascent Soul Stage magnate, where could a Golden Pill Cultivator like him possibly run?"
"Looks like he wants to borrow Granny Yun's strength to save his own skin."
"Granny Yun? Would Granny Yun really stand up for him?"
"Perhaps not outside the village, but inside the village... that is hard to say. No matter what, this is Granny Yun's territory. If cultivators were allowed to act recklessly here, how could there ever be peace?"
"Heh, this fellow really had his calculations perfectly laid out."
"Shh... keep it down. He may not dare provoke a Nascent Soul Stage magnate, but we are no match for him either. Better watch quietly and see what happens!"
The cultivators gathered together and began whispering among themselves once more.
The other party had acted so viciously and so wantonly. Though no one said it aloud, they all secretly hoped something would happen to him.
With someone like this present, none of the Foundation