The faces of the group of loose cultivators immediately looked much better, no matter what compensation Linghu Yuanqiu would give them in the future, at least speaking like this would not make them lose face too badly.

"Then follow what Brother Linghu said."

The scattered cultivators arched their hands and retreated hundreds of feet, as if they were staying out of the way, but one of them was an early stage fairy. When he was retreating, his eyes seemed to glance at Ning Qi, and waited for Ning Qi to turn around before catching this path. Looking at it, I couldn't tell who it was.