(Southern Region- Xercopolis Empire)
(The Forbidden Desert)
"We can speak in your tent," Xu Lu suggested kindly.
She was not stupid and could read the obvious change in the atmosphere after her announcement that she was a cultivator.
These tribespeople were terrified of her.
Maybe they thought that demon cultivators represented all cultivators or perhaps there were those on the 'righteous' side who were no better.
Xu Lu's brows furrowed slightly beneath her mask as she felt an uncomfortable sickly feeling. It did not feel good to make these people afraid.
Knowing that they were willing to get down on their knees and beg for their lives did not make her feel powerful.
It just made her feel upset.
This world… was broken. Cultivators had the power of gods but the problem was that at the end of the day they were humans.
Humans were good, bad and everything in-between.
