Shui Mingzi and Ao Zhantian were first startled, then immediately "understood." They exchanged a glance and stepped forward to greet Xiao Hua. Xu Tingzi and Fairy Jing hurried over as well. After the several dozen Golden Core cultivators paid their respects, they too went over to Chang Yu and Wutian's side and greeted one another again.
"Don't rush, don't rush..." Once the scene had settled somewhat, Xiao Hua smiled again. "There are still some fellow Daoists who have yet to arrive..."
Thump, thump, thump... The Mountain River Seal shook once more. One after another, before Fairy Jing's dumbfounded eyes, more than thirty Nascent Soul cultivators actually emerged from within, along with several dozen Golden Core cultivators!
It was not only Fairy Jing. Chang Yu and Wutian, even Xu Tingzi, Shui Mingzi, Ao Zhantian, and the other Nascent Soul cultivators Xiao Hua had brought out of Yaotai Mountain, were all stunned. After all, when Xiao Hua had taken them in one by one, nothing much could be seen. But now that they all emerged in one great rush, the effect was plain to see. These were several dozen Nascent Soul cultivators and over a hundred Golden Core disciples! What country, or what Daoist sect cultivator, could possibly command so many Nascent Soul and Golden Core cultivators?
Among the dozens of Nascent Soul cultivators were those at the early, mid-, and late Nascent Soul stages. Some knew one another, and in that brief span, acquaintances exchanged greetings while strangers offered introductions and formal salutes. It was quite a lively scene.
Other than Xiao Hua, who stood aloof at the head of the gathering, Fairy Jing, Xu Tingzi, and the rest could not escape worldly habits. Fairy Jing in particular knowingly slipped into the group of mid-Nascent Soul cultivators and exchanged pleasantries with