"Shout."
This time, it was Perfected One Nagiko's turn to sneer. She turned her hand over and brought out a yellow cloth sack, dropped it over the Mountain-Moving Tiger's head, and trapped him inside.
In the blink of an eye, a full-grown, living man had been stuffed into a Magical Artifact.
Perfected One Fengguang pulled the cord at the top, cinching the sack shut and shrinking it into a small Brocade Pouch, which she casually tucked into her pocket.
Watching this, Yue Wen could not help marveling that cultivation really was the foundation of everything.
To deal with a single Appearance Realm expert, the three of them had needed an ambush, schemes, combined Supernatural Powers, and every trick at their disposal, yet they had only managed to defeat an elderly Fifth Realm cultivator whose combat strength was on the weaker side.
Yet Perfected One Fengguang had bagged an Appearance Realm expert in his prime more easily than catching a dog.
The battle had ended in one second. Yue Wen hurried forward with a smile. "Thank goodness you came, Perfected One. Otherwise, we would have been in danger."
"It was only right." Perfected One Fengguang smiled just as brightly. "You're the ones we should be thanking this time. Su Beimo has been executed-a feat unprecedented in the history of River City's entire Supernatural Affairs Bureau. And the three of you deserve the greatest share of the credit!"
"We wouldn't dare accept that honor. You and Perfected One Tongguang fought so hard to kill the enemy. All we did was a little work to lure them out," Yue Wen said modestly.
"These Demonic Cultivators are crafty. Luring them out is the hardest part. If they dared come out and fight us openly, we would have wiped them all out long ago," Guang