Many heard the grievance in the family head's words, yet at that moment, none of them could bring themselves to dislike him.
The female disciple was clearly incredulous as well.
"Fuck me, I've been at odds with female cultivators my whole damn life! Next time, even if we have no healing cultivator, I'm absolutely not bringing one!"
The male disciples of his lineage found their family head rather embarrassing, but they could hardly abandon him here.
He was their own family head. What else could they do but put up with him?
Meanwhile, the female cultivator he had saved wore a complicated expression as she treated this bellowing family head, who did not seem particularly bright.
Many had died in this battle, and even more cultivators had been injured. Even well-trained lineages like the Zhang Family and the Fang Family had not escaped unscathed.
The wounded and disabled lay everywhere, and almost no one had any strength to spare. If another battle like this broke out now, ninety percent of them probably would not survive.
As time passed, quite a few people opened their eyes.
In an environment like this, many simply could not settle down to regulate their breathing. Almost as soon as they replenished their spiritual qi, they opened their eyes. As for their injuries, those with pills used them to recover, while those without simply endured.
After all, no one knew whether any surviving Blood Demons might suddenly emerge from this enormous blood pool.
Of course, what worried them most were the two demonic beasts still alive and lurking at the bottom of the blood pool. Demonic beasts were far more formidable than Blood Demons.
Some people quietly glanced at Su Jiu and her companion, unable to stop themselves from thinking that if even these two seniors