"The Fengle Merchant Alliance was already plotting against you. Now we've killed almost all their people, anyone with eyes can see we had something to do with it. What was the point of inventing Wang Lin and Li Muwan?"
After seeing Perfected Xu and his disciple off, Nangong Wan asked in puzzlement.
"Not much of a point. It was just a spur-of-the-moment whim." Lin Yun smiled. "After this job on the island, we've made mortal enemies of the Fengle Merchant Alliance."
Nangong Wan curled her lip and said, "So what? The Fengle Merchant Alliance laid this trap to steal your possessions. Were you supposed to swallow your pride and hand them over? Hmph! Mortal enemies it is, then. What's so terrible about that? Aren't they just Nascent Soul cultivators? Once I form my Nascent Soul, what will there be to fear from the Fengle Merchant Alliance?"
"Hahaha! Well said! It's only the Fengle Merchant Alliance." Lin Yun laughed heartily. "Since we could slay so many Core Formation cultivators, our capabilities should already rival those of a Nascent Soul cultivator in their eyes. That ought to be enough to make them wary of us from now on."
Chatting and laughing, the two flew back outside the Lotus Pond formation. Only the Chen Surname Cultivator remained among the Core Formation cultivators inside.
He was a descendant of a Nascent Soul cultivator, and Lin Yun had saved him for last.
"There's still one Nascent Soul descendant left. Let's kill him too and be done with it," he said with a smile.
Then he raised his hand, formed a seal, and beckoned. The barrier of light formed by the Lotus Pond formation swiftly contracted into multicolored beams, which gathered together before turning into a pot of lotuses and flying back into his hand.
Putting