The New Method bigwigs were discussing who would take the blame when they suddenly heard a commotion outside.
They went out to look and saw ropes dangling down with Monsters tied to them.
A small portion of the Monsters fell to their deaths and revived, while most grabbed New-Method Cultivators and went whistling upward into a cloud.
They saw tiny gaps in the cloud, through which Old Cultivation Method Cultivators were poking their heads out to look at them.
"Those bastards have no shame!"
"They just lost a magical duel, and now they're bullying cannon fodder to make their presence felt?"
"Is this the Old Cultivation Method's spirit of declaring victory in their own minds?"
The New Method bigwigs were furious and wanted to fly up and beat Wang Quan and the others to death.
But though they stamped their feet, they could not fly very high.
In the end, they could only mutter curses from the ground.
Fortunately, once Wang Quan and the others saw the New Method bigwigs emerge, they steered their cloud away.
One New Method bigwig told the furious New Method natives, "Everyone, those Old Cultivation Method bumpkins were frightened off by our might. You needn't worry anymore."
But the New Method natives did not see it that way. "My lord, those weren't Old Cultivation Method bumpkins. There was nothing on that cloud just now. It just kept spawning Monsters."
"Monsters raining from the sky-a terrible omen!"
"Please, my lords, slaughter some offerings and perform a sacrifice to dispel this ill omen."
The New Method bigwigs rolled their eyes. "If I say they're Old Cultivation Method bumpkins, then they're Old Cultivation Method bumpkins."
The New Method natives protested aggrievedly, "If they really were Old Cultivation Method bumpkins, they would definitely be standing atop the clouds, singing