When the time came, the entire Mortal Realm would be theirs.
Seeing the crazed looks on their faces, Jiang Lu restrained the urge to make a move.
Before long, the group began arguing.
"Since that's the case, wait here. I'll go capture them!" the old man said to the other three.
The moment he finished speaking, the three began objecting, veins bulging on their faces.
"Why should you?"
"If we go, we go together!"
"That's right. There are three of them on the other side. You might not be able to beat them."
"What? You don't believe me?" The old man swept his gaze over the three, his eyes filled with viciousness.
"Heh—"
"You think you're trustworthy? We've known each other for so long; we know exactly what kind of person you are."
One of the three looked thoroughly unconvinced, while the other two nodded in grave agreement.
They were all old monsters. If they had not been selfish, they would not have become demonic cultivators.
Among demonic cultivators, there was no such word as unity!
"You—" The old man glared at him, his tone full of indignation.
The group argued again. None would yield to the others, and in the end, they went together.
Sure enough, they had not disappointed her. Her efforts had not been wasted when she had deliberately leaked the auras of the three upon entering the city, drawing their attention.
Jiang Lu looked at the figures already fast asleep. Perfect—it would save them from being frightened and delaying her work.
She placed a Slumber Talisman on everyone in the entire inn. Only after seeing that no one came out to walk around did Jiang Lu finally relax.
The four sneaked toward the rear of the inn. Sensing the silence around them, one old man grew