In the world of cultivation, life and death were as common as could be; sixteen human lives meant little to them, for they were not their kin or comrades in arms. How could they truly care?
What they cared about was pleasing the people from the Tianxi Sword Sect, but upon learning that he might be a disciple of the You Dynasty, they began to back off in the face of battle.
What a laughable scene.
Baili An looked at the golden spear tip resting at the young man's throat; his intention to leave had already dissipated.
Treat me with sincerity, and I shall reciprocate.
Lin Guiyuan was a good person, but unfortunately, he was naive due to his isolated life in these mountains.
This group appeared righteous, but each harbored their own thoughts.
If he were to leave now, who could guarantee that something unexpected wouldn't happen within this Mountain Realm?
He liked the white apes, Lin Yuan, the fruit trees, the mermaids, the bananas…
