Ouyang kept muttering about staying clear of karma, yet he had barely arrived in the mortal world before finding himself deeply entangled in it too.
Still, while there was no need to invite karma, there was no need to fear it either.
At least Ouyang, who was only at the ninth level of Qi Refining, was not afraid. Affect his advancement? What a joke. It could not affect him at all.
Yet Ouyang, standing there and speaking in a level tone, put every guard on edge. They felt greater pressure from him than from the hundreds of bandits.
It was as though the youth before them could slaughter every last one of them with a mere lift of his hand.
Ouyang took one step forward, and the guards recoiled in unison. Some could not even hold their weapons steady.
"Does coming to the mortal world give an immortal the right to bully ordinary mortals like us at will?" an elderly voice came from the carriage.
An old man in a yellow-gray robe emerged with a young man supporting him, his gaze sharp as he looked at Ouyang.
The old man had actually recognized him as a cultivator, yet he still dared stand there and lecture him so brazenly.
Ouyang sneered and raised his hand, ready to teach this brazen old man a lesson.
Wang Ming hurried over and stood in front of the old man. "Boss Ouyang, Lord Xie was going to the capital to help us!"
"I am Xie Chongyang, city lord of Maple Leaf City!" The old man cupped his hands toward Ouyang.
The young man supporting him wore a scholar's robe and looked curiously at Ouyang and Leng Qingsong. He had only heard of these so-called immortals from storytellers and books, so naturally, he was rather curious