"Greetings, Fellow Daoist." The cultivator walked up to Xiao Hua, glanced at Xue Xue, and cupped his hands in salute. With great elegance, he said, "I am Ma Miaoming of the Ma Family of Luanxi. May I ask which Cultivation family Fellow Daoist comes from?"
Xiao Hua returned the salute with a smile. "To inform Fellow Daoist Ma, I am Xiao Hua, merely a Rogue Cultivator!"
"A Rogue Cultivator?" Ma Miaoming's brow creased almost imperceptibly. Though he tried his utmost to hide it, a trace of contempt still flashed through his eyes.
Yet that contempt was immediately concealed beneath elegance. He smiled meaningfully. "So it is Fellow Daoist Xiao. I came over this time because there is something I would like to discuss with Fellow Daoist Xiao!"
Ma Miaoming wore a smile and behaved with refined courtesy, but his tone immediately gained an air of looking down from on high.
How could Xiao Hua fail to hear it? He looked at the commotion ahead, then at Xue Xue beside him, and nodded. "Please speak, Fellow Daoist Ma. I am all ears!"
"Oh, it is nothing much. Presumably, Fellow Daoist Xiao already knows that when we first entered Thunder Seeking Valley, there were several thousand of us. Yet after passing through only two formations, nearly half of our fellow Daoists have fallen within them, leaving barely over a thousand. If we continue charging forward blindly and without organization, then after another formation, I fear we will be completely wiped out. Not many fellow Daoists will be able to enter the Thunder Control Sect!" Ma Miaoming pointed ahead again. "Fellow Daoist Xiao has already seen that several of the most highly cultivated fellow Daoists from our Cultivation families, holding compassion in their hearts and keeping everyone's future in mind, wish to organize