Hou Niao stood suspended in the air, his hands clasped behind him as he faced the wind, a grace that made everyone present feel inferior. The Chasing Wind Bandits suddenly realized their expectations had been off, for if the battle continued this way, the reputation of their leader would be thoroughly established over the Lizhi Sea.
Contempt for all heroes, who dares to lightly seize their edge?
The Dugu sisters were mixed among the Cang Pirates. The wind blew, the flags fluttered, and with a longsword and magic artifact at each of their waists, even those long accustomed to staying behind the scenes couldn't help but feel their spirits sway with lofty ambition.
This was the true life of a cultivator, far superior to the meager existence in grand cities and noble houses, scrabbling for resources and seeking guidance; it also explained why when faced with challenges, some could only beseech others for help, while some commanded the power to call upon the storm and turn the skies.
