2181 Acting on Her Own
"What, you want to win with numbers?"
Dao Wuji chortled as he summoned his saber from his conscious pool and hefted it against his shoulder. "Come, come, come. Let your grandpa, me, play with you for a bit."
A spiritual cultivator in his forties looked at Dao Wuji indifferently. He stomped against the ground and shot toward Dao Wuji.
He thrust out a punch, thinking that it would be able to send this pretty boy flying instantly…
Yet who knew…
He, who charged over, was the one who got bounced back.
Not only that, the speed at which he flew out had doubled. Dao Wuji's punch gave him a nosebleed as he flipped through the air, screaming.
The expressions of the several hundred spiritual cultivators sank at the same time, regarding Dao Wuji as a formidable enemy.
They were aware of that companion's cultivation.
He was a full level-seven spiritual cultivator, yet he didn't even last one move against this pretty boy!
"Charge!" One of the spiritual cultivators gritted his teeth, and he waved his hand, calling for everybody to surround and attack the Little Despot and the others.
Some of them shifted their eyes and looked straight at Qiao Mu, who was standing by the side and looking on leisurely.
Qiao Mu was standing behind Mo Lian's defensive wall of fire. She looked on coldly as that bald woman kept trying to dive down and break through Mo Lian's defensive wall of fire.
As expected, they could hear the whistling sound of the wind again.
Mo Lian did not even look back at those people who were attempting to launch a surprise attack, merely flicking out numerous black lotus seals at them.
Upon touching those attackers' skin, the black lotus seals promptly exploded and swallowed them up in a black smoke.
Faint shouts of struggling were heard within the black smoke. However, it merely took a moment for those people to turn into ashes and scatter into nothingness.
The group of spiritual cultivators who witnessed this development couldn't help but shiver in horror from that young man's ruthless methods.
These people all looked so young, yet their cultivation were much higher than their own.
These spiritual cultivators were now feeling regretful.
If not because Madam née Feng had promised them many benefits, how would they have disobeyed Hall Master Gong's order and wantonly acted on Madam née Feng's wishes?
At that same time, that man wearing a devil mask was staring icily at the maidservant, who was shuddering while kneeling on the ground.
"You said Madam née Feng headed over with 500 plus people?"
That maidservant nodded vigorously. "Hall Master, Madam, Madam must not have done it on purpose."
"Not on purpose?"
Hall Master Gong sneered. "Disobeying the lord's order and making decisions on her own. I see that she has gotten used to calling the shots, so that she's forgotten her true identity?"
She was only a dog that the lord had taken in, yet this ambitious woman had become so disobedient and even wanted to give the orders. Just as the lord had said, they could not keep her anymore!
"Hall Master, then what do we do about Ah-Li?"
"Even though our men have hurried over, the power and speed Ah-Li wields is no longer ordinary. They may not be able to suppress her."
Hall Master Gong looked coldly outside the main hall. They could still intermittently hear the killing and shouting from outside.
"We're leaving."
That subordinate was startled. "Leaving?"
Hall Master Gong meant that he was abandoning that superior-level zombie?
It was not just time that allowed them to nurture a superior-level zombie to this extent!
