After Lin Qing made his choice, the others who had chosen the same option hurriedly sent him a Voice Transmission.
"Fellow cultivator, come join us! These pirates are monsters. We'll only survive if we stick together."
Lin Qing raised an eyebrow. Don't you know that when the gap in cultivation is too wide, someone can listen in on Voice Transmissions?
Lin Qing turned toward the Silver-Robed Woman. She had shown no reaction before, but when he looked at her, she turned to look at him and gave an indifferent shrug.
She had clearly heard their Voice Transmission, but she didn't care.
Lin Qing walked over to the group and waited with them for the others who had made the same choice.
Lin Qing's combat strength now far exceeded the Twelfth Tier. These people were unlikely to be of any help to him, but he joined them for two reasons.
First, he was operating under other people's eyes. Standing out too much would draw unnecessary attention.
Second, Feng Wu's reminder had taught him to hold back from now on. When outsiders were present, he would try to defeat opponents through skill rather than crush them with absurdly superior numbers.
The True Immortal man's words had clearly affected the cultivators' choices.
At first, six or seven people in a row had chosen to hand over three million. After the man's warning, far more chose to work.
By the time everyone had chosen, only a quarter as many people had opted to pay three million as had chosen to work.
"Everyone, this way. I wish you success in making a name for yourselves in the Sin Abyss."
The woman waved a hand and opened the door to the warehouse-like room. Lin Qing and the twenty-odd others stepped out.
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