"Cough, cough. To let you know, miss, we are disciples of the Thunder Control Sect. I am Xiao Hua, and this is my junior sister. We came out today to gain experience and happened to encounter those three men. This Xiao saw that you were unconscious and tucked under someone's arm, as though you had been poisoned, so I stopped them and questioned them." Xiao Hua smiled. "Who would have thought that the three of them would attack this Xiao without a word? With my junior sister's assistance, this Xiao was fortunate enough to destroy them."
As he spoke, Xiao Hua pointed toward the place that had just been burned, then took out the demon cultivator's storage pouch.
"Ah? Is that so? So you are outstanding disciples of the Thunder Control Sect! Your great name is truly like thunder ringing in one's ears!" The female cultivator relaxed her guard slightly and cupped her hands. "This one is a disciple of Fire Fierce Mountain, named Huo Furong! This one thanks you two fellow Daoists for saving my life. Had I not encountered you two, this one's flawless white jade would have been stained with blemishes!"
As she spoke, a shy flush rose on her face, and she bowed in salute.
"Hehe, Senior Huo need not be so courteous. It was merely a coincidence. Besides, Fire Fierce Mountain is also a renowned cultivation sect of Xiaoyu Continent, not inferior to our Thunder Control Sect in the slightest!" Xue Xue hurriedly helped her up.
"Fire Fierce Mountain?" Xiao Hua revealed a thoughtful expression. Naturally, he remembered that when he had been at Qi Cultivation second layer, refining and selling Fireball Talismans in Jingbo City, someone had mistaken him for a disciple of Fire Fierce Mountain. So many years had passed, yet he had