One Junior Disciple said dismissively, "So it was just some inexplicable resentful qi. Nothing impressive."
Su Jiu glanced impassively at the Ruler of Breath without speaking. Inexplicable? I doubt it. If it were really that simple, could it have controlled such a large group for so long?
Her gaze was so indifferent that it revealed almost none of the speculation and suspicion in her eyes.
The leader cupped his hands perfunctorily, without a trace of respect. "Thank you for informing us, Senior Su. We can handle this little matter ourselves. We won't trouble you further."
Behind him, a disgruntled disciple muttered, "For all we know, she's the one behind this resentful qi..."
How could Su Jiu fail to recognize this thinly veiled dismissal?
Still, it made sense. They had already torn away all pretense of civility back at the Su Family, so there was no need for either side to save face now.
"Whether you live or die is naturally none of my business. But cultivators often pass through this area. If that resentful qi takes hold of you again and controls you into hurting others, don't blame me for eliminating you along with it."
Su Jiu's voice was cool and clear, seemingly devoid of intimidation. But everyone opposite her had faced her head-on before, and none of them believed she was joking.
The leader's gaze grew darker as he looked at Su Jiu.
Only after several breaths did he suddenly smile. "Since Senior Su has so little confidence in our abilities, allow this junior to display his humble skills before you today."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Ruler of Breath slowly floated into the air.
The Ruler of Breath possessed some innate purifying power, though it was far weaker than that of Magic Treasures specifically intended for