Strongest forced face system

Chapter 61: If You All Win, I'll Let You All Off

The group of cultivators from Phaseless Faction all froze in their tracks.

Rob?

Is he kidding around? Has this fellow cultivated so hard until he's gone insane?

As a mere Golden Core Stage cultivator, how dare you try to rob from us, the Phaseless Faction!?

The middle-aged man did not believe the robbery was going to happen. He looked at Xu Que coldly and replied with a deep voice, "My friend, I suggest that you mind your own business. This area is under control by our Faction. If you insist on being nosy, a signal is all it takes for our Faction's Elder and his men to rush over here."

Xu Que was elated upon hearing that.

In the group, the person with the highest Cultivation Stage was the one standing right in front of him. He was a Golden Core Stage level 8 cultivator. The others were all in their Core Bearing Stage. Even if he killed all of them, the experience gained would only be very little and not sufficient enough to satisfy Xu Que. When Xu Que heard that their Faction could call for backup at any time, he felt that he couldn't ask better.

"Are you for real?" He asked the middle-aged man as he chuckled.

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes, reached out a bamboo pipe from his embrace and pointed towards the sky before sneering, "You can try me."

"Stop talking nonsense already. Quickly call your Elder over here. Oh yes, if it's alright with you, you can call your entire Faction over. The more, the better. Be quick, I'm rushing for time." Xu Que laughed.

Everybody was stumped.

Another Golden Core Stage Cultivator walked out from the group and spoke to the middle-aged man, "Senior, there is no need to alarm the Elders. Although he is at the maximum stage of the Golden Core Stage, if we take him on together, we will be sure to bring him down."

The middle-aged man laughed coldly and nodded, "Hmph! I wanted to let him retreat on his own accord. Who knew this man is so oblivious of what situation he found himself in. Dressing so oddly and masking up his appearance. He could be a wanted criminal. If we take him down together, a prize reward could await our Faction."

Finished, he kept the bamboo pipe in his embrace as he laughed grimly and looked towards Xu Que.

Xu Que started to panic, "Please don't. There's no meaning if you don't call for backup."

"Hmph! What an arrogant lad. Juniors, let's take him down together." The middle-aged man ordered deeply, concentrated his two fingers and down came a flying sword. It then flew towards the direction of Xu Que.

A few Golden Core Staged Cultivators emerged from the group at the same time. With looks filled with killing intents, they brandished their sharp-edged swords and surrounded Xu Que in all directions without giving him any way of escape.

The group of Core Bearing Staged disciples with cold eyes, looked on. Some of them even had taunting looks as they nodded mockingly while laughing, "This lad is really tired of living. He dares to challenge our Faction. With our Seniors attacking together, even strong Original Infant Stage level 1 Cultivators will find it a challenge!"

Xu Que looked at the few men trying to engage him in battle and inevitably let out a sigh, " Sigh... what a hassle. Since you people are not calling for backup, here I come!"

Right after finishing his words, his figure suddenly became fuzzy. Akin to a fleeting shadow, he stepped on the lightning and abruptly advanced towards the middle-aged man.