The cultivators weren't from Righteous Sects. I was almost sure of it. There was no way they found out I was from an Evil Sect because my looks were completely different.
"Where's he? Could he sense we were after him?"
"No. That's impossible. He did not look that powerful."
They were chatting about me in the exact spot I was moments ago. My control over the Qi far surpassed them, so they could not point out my true power, making them walk toward a trap, and follow a beast like myself.
I moved toward them again with an innocent gaze, saying, "Oh, it's you? Why are you here?"
Their startled expressions were visible, but they soon changed to that of hungry wolves looking at a juicy sheep.
"Hello, friend," the one who looked like the leader said, "This is a dangerous area, so we decided to protect you in case any beast attacked you. Remember, alchemy ingredients have Qi, and said Qi will attract beasts."
