Rustle!
The many cultivators versed in magical combat prepared to refine Dharma power.
A vague unease stirred in Wang Quan's heart, and he called out, "Everyone, wait."
"Hm?"
Everyone turned to look at him in unison.
The Purple-Robed Marquis was particularly surprised. "Fellow Daoist, why should we wait?"
Wang Quan said solemnly, "Everyone, this is history."
"If this stretch of history is close to our point in time in the Present World, refining Dharma power might do no harm."
"But what if this stretch of history is very far from our point in time in the Present World?"
"If we refine Dharma power using the fundamental methods of the Heterodox Paths and the Orthodox Mystic Sects, could we expose our identities?"
"Besides, our current identities are rank-and-file soldiers, cannon fodder."
"Would our identities justify us possessing powerful Dharma power?"
"If there are cultivators of this era at Purple Gold Pass and they notice anything unusual about us, might they settle accounts with us?"
At these words, everyone suddenly understood.
The Purple-Robed Marquis saluted. "Thank you, Fellow Daoist."
"May I ask your name?"
Wang Quan had originally intended to use this body's name, Li Goudan, to avoid some trouble, but on second thought, he said, "I am Wang Quan, the Flower-Scatter Daoist."
Realization dawned on the Purple-Robed Marquis and the other cultivators. "So you're the Flower-Scatter Daoist."
Most of the cultivators had vaguely heard Wang Quan's name but had never paid it any mind.
Only the Purple-Robed Marquis and a handful of other cultivators looked thoughtful.
"Everyone, I think we should practice the natives' fundamental method first. Once we reach Purple Gold Pass, we can decide whether to practice our own fundamental methods depending on the situation."
The cultivators all nodded.
The fundamental method the natives practiced was called [Twelve-Style Demon