Once Xiao Hua's Divine Thought swept over them, everyone immediately noticed it. Their faces lit with joy, and even as they desperately drove their magic treasures to resist, they sent voice transmissions pleading for help.
Xiao Hua flew over, released his Divine Thought to shield them, and said with a smile, "This old man is Xiao Hua of Yuzhou. I can now save you and lead you out of this Giant Stone Formation, but this old man wishes to make a deal with you, fellow Daoists."
Seeing that Xiao Hua had not used any divine ability, yet had crushed the giant stones above their heads to powder with Divine Thought alone, the cultivators had long since stood dumbstruck, regarding Xiao Hua as a godlike being! When they heard that Xiao Hua wanted to make a deal with them, how could they dare refuse? They hurriedly nodded like chicks pecking at rice.
"You shall make Heart Oaths to serve this old man for five hundred years! Everything you require during that time will be provided by this old man!" Xiao Hua did not stand on ceremony and named his terms outright.
"Good...!" One clever fellow had already calculated the matter before Xiao Hua's voice had even faded. He hurriedly nodded. "This junior, Lan Dianzi, is willing to serve True Person Xiao for five hundred years!"
"Good. Close your eyes and do not resist!" Xiao Hua was equally unceremonious. He split off a portion of his mind, covered this early-Nascent Soul stage cultivator, and immediately took him into his space.
Seeing Lan Dianzi vanish, how could the seven or eight Golden Core disciples dare think further? They hurriedly swore blood oaths as well, and Xiao Hua likewise took them in.
"Senior... are you a Daoist disciple? Not some Confucian cultivator, are you?"