"How did those three get mixed up in these muddy waters...?"
On the open ground beside the lake, nearly twenty cultivators had split into five or six groups, keeping one another in check.
Of these, the Taiping Peak faction had preserved its strength most fully, followed by the fellow disciples from Sword-Wiping Peak.
As for Li Qingfeng and the other two...
Rather than fighting in the melee, they were fleeing.
Song Yan's gaze lingered briefly on the three female cultivators before returning to the trio, and he thought, By rights, those three aren't the easiest prey here...
Did they break some heavenly law?
But then he quickly spotted the three Beauty Fruit plants, and a ripple passed through his eyes.
Four hundred Spirit Stones.
Song Yan had a fairly thorough grasp of market prices.
It seemed they had just seized the fruit and were at the critical moment of making their escape.
Hmm...
Song Yan did indeed want to fight more evenly matched opponents during this Sword Polishing to test his own strength.
With so many opponents, he had to admit that catching them all in one net amid the chaotic battle would be somewhat difficult.
Moreover, in his experience, when several factions were embroiled in a melee, if one displayed slightly greater strength without surpassing the others by too much...
Then one situation could easily arise: the other factions would temporarily join forces and attack him en masse.
Just as he was considering his options, Gu Qingqing let out a cry, interrupting his thoughts.
As it turned out, after doubling back several times, Gu Qingqing was actually fleeing toward the three Beauty Fruits.
She intended to pick another while the Sword-Wiping Peak and Tongchen Peak factions fighting nearby were distracted!
Naturally, though, this move did not escape the other