A little less than half an hour passed.
Li Xiuyuan and Lin Tianming, among other cultivators, were having a pleasant conversation, exchanging a wealth of battle experiences, with each person gaining something from the discussions.
As cultivators gradually began to disperse from the city walls and nearly a thousand had already left, Li Xiuyuan finally spoke up.
"Lu, fellows, the demonic beasts have temporarily retreated, and there should be no tasks for a short while. Everyone might as well return to closed-door cultivation and rest for a bit. Let's get together when we have time!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Tianming and a few others nodded in agreement, naturally having no objections to this proposal.
At this moment, Lu Qiao glanced at Lin Tianming and the other cultivators, then cupped his fists and spoke, "Brother Li, fellow Daoists."
