Sure enough, when they heard this, everyone who was ready to act hesitated for a moment.

After all, Miaoyin Sect is a super sect that has been passed down since ancient times. Coupled with Qiuyuebai's reputation, no one dares to touch Ning Jie.

Although Ma Ji was impersonating someone else, no one was willing to take the risk before confirming the authenticity of Ma Ji's identity as the Holy Son of Miaoyin Sect.

Seeing this, Ma Ji couldn't help but mutter in his heart:

"Hehe, the identity of the Holy Son of the Miaoyin Sect is really useful, but that kid..."

Ma Ji suddenly turned his head to look at Ning Jie beside him, thinking that the man in front of him knew his identity as an imposter, but he changed his mind and no longer had any worries in his heart.

Anyway, the man had only seen the Holy Son of Miaoyin Sect, and there was no substantial evidence to prove that he was not the Holy Son of Miaoyin Sect.

Thinking of this.

Ma Ji's expression became even more arrogant, and he looked at everyone with pride.

And at this moment.

Beyond the distant hills, many people on horseback gradually appeared. This sudden scene immediately made the group of wandering cultivators a little alert.

After all, this is the outskirts of the ancient Rakshasa Kingdom. The appearance of these people is such a coincidence. It is very likely that they have followed them all the way, and their origins are unclear, so naturally they have to be on guard.

The independent cultivators instantly took up their positions, ready to face a sudden battle at any time.

After seeing this scene, Ma Ji was a little panicked. He was thinking frantically in his heart, is there anyone else who knows the location of the legendary ancient Rakshasa Kingdom like him?

But encountering this situation also made him feel a little relieved.

After all, with the appearance of these uninvited guests, the wandering cultivators around him would no longer point their spearheads at him.

The people outside the sand dunes were getting closer and closer. They were all riding black horses and wearing black armor. It was obvious that they were a well-disciplined army, and their overall strength was not bad.

"Who are these people? They look so intimidating!"

"Oh no! This army isn't coming for us, is it? I have a feeling we won't gain any advantage if we fight them!"

"No, I think these people are most likely here for the ancient Rakshasa Kingdom. At worst, we can discuss entering the ancient Rakshasa Kingdom together and divide up the property inside!"

The group of wandering cultivators had different opinions and were guessing the purpose of this army's visit.

This seemingly aggressive army was led by General Yu. When they saw that they had finally caught up with the wandering cultivators in front of them, they couldn't help but gallop their horses to catch up.

General Yu's whip fell on the horse's back like raindrops, and he was extremely excited at this moment.

Finally, I can kill that little thief Ning Jie!

Finally I can get revenge!

Finally, I can avenge my previous shame!

He wanted to tear Ning Jie into pieces and grind his bones to scatter ashes, only then could he relieve the hatred in his heart!

Soon, the rushing army surrounded the group of scattered cultivators. More than 3,000 soldiers were waiting for General Yu's order to rush forward and capture these people completely.

Seeing this sudden scene, the group of casual cultivators panicked for a moment and quickly started to say:

"Generals, I wonder which country or sect Master is from? We are all independent cultivators and have no grudges against any of the real forces. I hope you will be aware of this."

"Yes, General, if you have anything to discuss, we can discuss it. There's no need to make things so tense!"

"Let me just say that, General, you probably came here for the ancient Rakshasa Kingdom. How about we work together to find a way to cross this river and enter the ancient Rakshasa Kingdom to seize its wealth?"

“…”

Ning Jie was not in a hurry to know the identities of these soldiers. He just observed silently.

The strength of these people are all okay. The young man in the lead has already reached the Nascent Soul stage, which is not weak. But what surprised Ning Jie was that he saw the aura of the fragments of the origin of luck from the man through the Eye of Truth.

He has one too!

At this moment, Ning Jie showed a faint smile. It was really a case of searching for something everywhere but finally finding it without any effort. He didn't expect to find two fragments of the origin of luck at the same time in this barren land.

Faced with the olive branches extended by the group of casual cultivators, General Yu did not rush to state his purpose. Instead, he looked around at everyone and asked with a smile:

"I wonder where the Holy Son of Miaoyin Sect, Ning Jie, is?"

When Ma Ji heard this, a gleam of light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

His brain was working rapidly at this moment, and he was making detailed calculations in his mind.

"These people are very powerful and form a strictly disciplined army. They immediately came to inquire about the Holy Son of Miaoyin Sect, Ning Jie. It's likely that they wanted to protect and escort Ning Jie in exchange for a reward from Miaoyin Sect."

This is not Ma Ji's blind speculation. There are already many people in this world who want to make friends with Ning Jie.

Thinking of this, Ma Ji became even more proud. He immediately stood out from the crowd and shouted:

"This Holy Son is here!"

This response was full of pride and resounded through the sky!

PS:

(No more words to say, just buy milk tea.

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