I am only mortal but why do you all sees me as a immortal

Quietly Entering the City

Wu Jie felt like crying but had no tears.

He has a backer, but if someone else's backer is bigger than his, then getting involved with that kind of person would be a waste of your life.

And he felt that he had not lived long enough.

Wu Rong sighed: "You bastard, this time it's lucky that the girl showed mercy and only cut off your hand. Otherwise, even if she cut you off today, even if I wanted to do something, it would be useless!"

Wu Jie shuddered. He was completely frightened now. His legs were shaking so much that he couldn't even sit still. He felt like all the blood in his body had run cold.

But why did a genius suddenly appear there out of nowhere?

And judging from the direction she came from, she seemed to live in Yunling City. However, within the area of ​​dozens of miles, there were many talented young men and women who had long been accepted by the Nianling Sect to be trained. Every two years, the elders of the sect would go down the mountain to select new disciples. Logically, they should be willing to join the Nianling Sect.

After all, the Nianling Sect is the leading sect in the region, with a profound foundation and deep financial resources, so naturally it can provide a lot of resources.

"So, what should we do now?"

Wu Rong frowned and said, "The girl who hurt you has an extraordinary background, and you were the one who provoked her first. We can't be in the right in this matter. It seems that I have to go there myself..."

When the opponent's strength is unknown, but it is very likely that he is stronger than himself, he hopes to talk reason.

He didn't want to accidentally fall out with a strong man or a powerful force because of this prodigal son. Even if this matter reached the ears of the leader of the Nianling Sect, it would be a big trouble. He had to resolve it privately and quickly.

Wu Rong raised his hand and took a drop of blood from Wu Jie's wound, and sensed it carefully.

"Well, the girl who hurt you lives in the south of Yunling City."

He carefully felt the remaining sword energy, extended his thoughts, and followed the breath to trace Qin Yiyao's location.

"South of Yunling City?"

"Aren't those people just ordinary people? They don't even have a decent force. They are just ants."

Wu Jie muttered.

The south of Yunling City is actually a place where all kinds of people gather. Since it is adjacent to the Yunling Forest not far from the city, there are a large number of independent cultivators hanging around in the south of the city. One reason is that it is convenient for them to make a living there, and the second is that the west, north and east of the city are each the sphere of influence of the three major families, and rules must be followed there, but there are not many cultivators who like to follow the rules.

These three families were not particularly powerful, especially compared with the Nianling Sect, and the Yunling City Lord's Mansion did not care at all. As long as they collected enough tribute every year and handed it over to the higher-ups, that was enough.

Therefore, the south of the city is very chaotic, and there are quite a lot of mortals and many independent cultivators.

Looking at this grandson who had no money in his head, Wu Rong sneered: "Humph, what do you know!"

"There is no shortage of powerful people who live in seclusion in this world. When I was still practicing alone, my cultivation was stuck at the peak of the Nascent Soul Stage and I couldn't move forward. Fortunately, when I passed through a small town, I met a teahouse owner there. I thought he was a mortal, but he just tapped me a few times with his fingers, and I had a breakthrough."