"Do not pursue a cornered foe! Who knows whether the Hehuan Sect cultivators have another ambush waiting?"
"If we chase them, we might fall straight into their trap."
"Our mission is to guard the Bing Six Herb Garden. That is what matters most."
Yan Hongyu's expression was grave and somewhat grim. She swept her gaze over everyone, raised an arm, and spoke slowly, putting an end to the others' thoughts of pursuit.
These were extraordinary times. The three camps were attacking one another, and killing a cultivator from an opposing camp earned a considerable sum of merit points. Together with the slain cultivator's possessions, this was enough to make some cultivators rich overnight, sparing them many years of struggle.
Merit points could be exchanged for many rare cultivation resources, including Foundation Establishment Pills and even one or two treasures that aided in forming a core. They fully met the needs of most Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining cultivators. It was a prescription aimed squarely at the ailment, greatly stirring the cultivators' enthusiasm.
Some cultivators, confident in their strength, believed their opportunity had arrived and boldly joined this feast, trying to seize enough cultivation resources, only to lose their lives before they knew it.
Some cultivators were terrified, unable to find a moment's peace, yet their sects' rules and decrees forced them onto the battlefield, where they ultimately lost their lives.
Some cultivators kept hearts as cautious as someone treading on thin ice while advancing with courage and determination. They laughed last and carved out broad paths toward immortality, their names spreading throughout the Chu Kingdom.
Qi Refining cultivators such as Zhou Yan, the "Little Flame Demon," and Gu Jianyi, the "Raging Wind Sword," had quit while they were ahead after winning fame and success. By now, they had returned to