"By the way, the people from Precious Temple should be back soon, right?" Xue Fuyao asked.
Ying Qi nodded. "According to the news Shadow Three sent back, the barrier over there is more or less stable now."
"Has anything unusual happened?" she continued.
"No. It's just that those people weren't very welcome when they first arrived. Even after explaining why they had come, they were only assigned odd jobs around the edges. Also, a total of sixty-two people sacrificed their lives to stabilize the barrier between the Mortal Realm and the Cultivation Realm this time."
Startled, Xue Fuyao asked, "Why were there so many casualties? Hadn't the Kongtong Seal already stabilized it?"
"With the Kongtong Seal there, the barrier was indeed stabilized. But those people had little lifespan left before they went, and after being awakened, their remaining lifespan drained away at a frantic pace. They went there fully prepared to die, so..."
At this, Xue Fuyao sighed. "I understand. Once those people return..."
Originally, Xue Fuyao had intended to say they would see how things went: if those people knew what was good for them, she would spare their lives; otherwise, she would kill them outright. But on second thought, she had already wiped out Rakshasa Temple. Leaving those people alive would only invite trouble.
After all, this was a blood feud over the destruction of their sect. In their place, she could never remain unmoved. Even if someone really could, a person like that would be all the more terrifying.
"Dispose of them all after all. Quietly. They have just returned from the Mortal Realm, after all."
Although they had only gone to do odd jobs, suddenly attacking them without cause would sound bad if word got out and make it easy for others to sling mud at