"Unorthodox paths or deviant arts, do you dare provoke me?"
The Round-Faced Daoist Nun looked utterly scornful.
These cultivators were actually sect cultivators too.
However, they belonged neither to the Heterodox Paths nor to the Orthodox Mystic Sects.
The founding patriarchs of their sects had all been disciples of the Orthodox Mystic Sects or the Heterodox Paths in years past.
Sects like these had only nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine volumes of Daoist scriptures.
Their fundamental methods and spells were merely those left behind by the cultivators who had founded the sects, nowhere near as comprehensive as those of the Heterodox Paths' lower courts.
Thus, in the eyes of cultivators of the Heterodox Paths, they were no different from other unaffiliated cultivators, unworthy of notice.
Now, hearing her words, these cultivators felt neither shame nor anger. Instead, they grew even more excited.
"Fellow Daoist, might you still be looking for a Dao companion? If you are, I could recommend myself!"
"I don't ask to be with you for all eternity, only to have a brief moment with you!"
The Round-Faced Daoist Nun shook her head. "Do you think I'd be short of those?"
"One crook of my finger, and countless unaffiliated cultivators-even unaffiliated Foundation Establishment Grand Cultivators-would want to become my Dao companion."
"You think I'd take a fancy to crooked melons and cracked dates like you?"
The cultivators laughed sheepishly, but still refused to give up, continuing to curry favor with her instead.
They no longer asked to become her Dao companion, only to exchange contact details so they might have a chance to converse in the future.
Whoosh!
The cloud ship surged onto the sea of clouds.
The Round-Faced Daoist Nun gathered her thoughts. "All right, I'm going to practice my arts!"
"Do not disturb me!"
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