"Brother Luo Bai, stop standing there! Run for your life!"
Xu Mu shouted anxiously. As he called out, he grabbed Luo Bai and began sprinting like a madman.
Meanwhile, the nearly hundred rogue cultivators who had entered with them scattered in terror, plunging the scene into chaos.
Only a dozen or so rogue cultivators were still fleeing with Xu Mu. The others had completely lost their heads and run off to save themselves.
"Brother Xu, didn't you say we'd feast on fine food and drink if we followed you?
"Why are we running for our lives instead?"
Though Luo Bai complained, his feet were remarkably honest. He ran faster than anyone, as if some terrifying monster were chasing him.
"A wise man doesn't take a beating when he can avoid it, brother!
"Now isn't the time for that! Keep running, and don't fall behind!"
Xu Mu never looked back, focusing entirely on his desperate sprint. His speed was astonishing, as though wind had sprung beneath his feet.
Yet a clamor of shouts rang out behind them:
"Stop! Don't run!
"Hand over your resources, and we'll spare you! We'll even offer you protection!"
"Life isn't easy for rogue cultivators! Follow us, and we guarantee you'll feast on fine food and drink in this Secret Realm!"
Luo Bai glanced back and saw a huge crowd behind them. More than two hundred cultivators were charging after them like savage demons.
As they pursued, they kept trying to persuade the fugitives to stop resisting and obediently surrender their resources.
Just moments earlier, everyone had been reveling in the excitement of gathering spirit medicines when Xu Mu and the others' eyes suddenly lit up. A sixth-rank spirit medicine had appeared before them!
To them, this was an exceptionally rare treasure! Overjoyed, they hurried forward