"Protect the Young Master!", at that mont, Steward Lee suddenly shouted while turning, his eyes looking toward the outer periter of their defenses.
Figures of cultivators appeared from the previously quaint-feeling and unpopulated-looking surroundings, sprinting toward them. There were about a dozen for now, but more could be seen in the distance.
"Halt! Don’t co near!" the warriors in armor instantly drew the bows they already held in hand, and shot a few warning shots to signal a periter they did not allow others to cross.
This stopped the people approaching, but it was clearly only a little hesitation while they were still low in numbers, not a complete abandonnt of attempts.
"This is the fortune of our Crimson Arrow Manor! We will not allow you to interfere! Go back!", Steward Lee’s voice, powered by Spiritual Qi reached the cultivators.
"Hehe, we just want to take a closer look!"
"Yeah, what’s wrong with trying to see such a rare thing?!"
There was laughter as more and more people appeared from the wilderness, and it felt like the surroundings themselves beca alive because there were eyes of those who did not show themselves at this point.
"I order you to disperse, or we will start taking asures! You will beco enemies with our Crimson Arrow Manor!", Steward Lee shouted, but the crowd beca more and more rowdy with numbers.
There now appeared instigating voices of those who didn’t want to go first, but were more than willing to take advantage of the crowd.
"Hahaha! When the Seed of the Dao descends it is the fortune of those who can obtain it!"
"The one who summons it is not a rightful owner, only the one who gains it!!!"
"Bla your luck to summon it so publicly!"
"Since the Heavenly Daos sent it down in this situation, the right of owning it was ant to be contested! It is fate! It is the will of the Heavenly Daos!"
"That’s right! Don’t you think you are being selfish in trying to hog it?! Let’s all compete for it!"
The cultivators that started suddenly swarming the place like locusts all had eyes shining with greed.
And then a few shadows flew out of the crowd and toward the Crimson Arrow Manor, instantly receiving a barrage of arrows that killed them.
This, however, served as a trigger, as the whole place descended into chaos.
"Defend positions! Do not let these scumbags near!", Steward Lee commanded.
The outsiders continued trying to approach despite arrows sent out by warriors of the Crimson Arrow Manor making so of them stop to defend, injuring so, and killing so.
This previously seemingly unpopulated place suddenly showed its true colors as silhouettes were approaching from all directions.
At this ti of outside threat, all inside factions of the Crimson Arrow Manor dropped their differences, turning to move closer to the outer periter and taking out their bows to help the defenders.
That left the two young n alone in the protective encirclent.
And it was at that mont, that Steward Lee had a bad premonition, turning his head back to the two heirs, "Young Master Hao! Don’t!!!"
He wanted to turn and rush in that direction, but spotted a man in a cloak with a similar cultivation to his own fly over with incredible speed, forced to go intercept him, "Curses!!! Soone stop Young Master Hao...!!!"
But he knew there was no one with free hands as they were managing a desperate defense. And no one close enough either.
"I-it was surely ant for ... there must’ve been a mistake", anwhile, left completely alone, Jian Hao approached his younger brother with obsessed-looking eyes, reflecting the light of the small glowing ’seed’ - that now descended to only 1.5 ters above Jian Yu’s head - muttering under his nose in a slightly incoherent way.
"How unsightly", suddenly, a quiet and calm voice, but with a biting iciness in the tone, spoke out nearby, and then a woman with a mask made of ice on her face, appeared right in front of him as he felt a chill in the air, and then a gust of frost forced him to take a few steps back, the ground under his feet freezing over, "It is not ant for you"
"W-who are you! Out of the way!!!", Jian Hao stopped in his tracks, and wildly swiped with his arm to the side to gesture the stranger to move as a short sword appeared in his hand instead of the bow, but realized with shock and bewildernt that the Protective Spiritual Qi around him was beginning to freeze as well - sothing that should not be possible as Spiritual Qi itself should not be vulnerable to freezing.
And as his eyes, filled with a dumbfounded look, t with icy turquoise eyes behind the ice mask, even the flow of Spiritual Qi inside him stagnated and beca hard to move, and then to his utter horror, patches of ice began appearing on the surface of his Soul Sea as it began to freeze.
This sensation shook him to the core as he suddenly felt completely powerless in front of his horrifying opponent he couldn’t even really comprehend.
"Really, what a racket", another calm voice resounded, this ti with slight amusent, as a masked man appeared next to the masked beauty.
"W-who are you two?! Wha-...", Jian Yu was visibly shaken by suddenly being rendered so powerless and deep fear appeared in his eyes, but at the sa ti confused at the sudden successive appearances of mysterious strangers.
"You heard the lady. It’s not yours to receive young man", the masked man spoke with a chuckle, and added in a mutter as he half-turned a side-glance to the glowing Seed of the Dao that now went down to only 1 ter above Jian Yu’s head that already tilted a bit back to look upward, preparing to receive it into his forehead, "Nor is it that big of a deal for all this ruckus..."
"Not that big of a deal? Isn’t it an opportunity bestowed by Heavenly Daos?", Xue Bing asked in her usual icy tone in which only Wu Long saw curiosity.
"It is. And to be precise, usually even I would think it’s rare and precious, but recently... I guess you’ll understand better if I just say this...", Wu Long leaned in to her ear, acting a bit flirty and completely disregarding either Jian Hao standing in front of them, or the overall commotion happening around them, whispered, "...it’s worth about 5 hours of good uninterrupted ditation in Mingyu’s field at her current level"
The beauty’s eyes widened behind the makeshift ice mask she made in the spur of the mont, as she once again realized and re-confird just how broken their sense of value has beco because they either didn’t have points of reference, or those points of reference were very skewed.
This incredibly precious opportunity of Heaven and Earth, one sought by so many cultivators with blinding, maddening greed, willing to fight and kill for it, one so rare it was hard to experience it even once in a lifeti for most, was simply around 5 hours of ditation they all casually received from Luo Mingyu who acted as if she was just ’giving them a bit of support’.
Xue Bing herself, just she alone, spent hundreds of hours in that Dao Intent Field.
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