Rong Zi was somewhat bewildered by their posture, which seemed to suggest they were ready to abduct children at any moment.
She calmed herself down and asked, "What is it?"
Anyway, everyone is just a wisp of divine consciousness now. Even if these people have great abilities, they can't really do anything to her and Yun Jing.
Although it is possible to fight in the spiritual space.
Even if you were killed here, at most you would only be knocked out of your consciousness space and suffer some pain and minor injuries.
Someone asked urgently, "May I ask which sect you belong to? Could you please tell me?"
Upon hearing this, Rong Zi couldn't help but pause in surprise.
This turn of events was something she hadn't expected at all.
Could it be because their performance was so outstanding that these people want to find out their true identities?
To make things easier, it's best for the master and apprentice to keep their appearances and identities hidden here.
In the world of cultivation, the least noticeable identity is probably that of a rogue cultivator.
Thinking of this, Rong Zi replied calmly, without blushing or panting.
"We don't belong to any particular sect; we are independent cultivators."
She thought that after she said that, these people would disperse on their own, seeing that they didn't have any impressive identities.
But to everyone's surprise, her words seemed to suddenly energize everyone present, and they all began to ask her questions with great excitement.
"real?"
Really? Really?
"You really haven't joined a sect yet, and are just independent cultivators?!"
Rong Zi was stunned by the large faces crowding around him; he was almost squeezed into a pancake.
She pulled Yun Jing back and hurriedly reached out Er Kang's hand to everyone.
"Wait, wait! Stop right there!"
She was very uncomfortable with the feeling of being the center of attention, being watched like a monkey.
She has always strived to be a low-key and cultured person.
Some people in the crowd were annoyed by the pushing and shoving, saying, "What are you pushing for? What if you scare the young girl?"
"Who pushed first? You were the one who grinned and forced your way in front of her. Look how scared that young girl is, her face has turned white."
"Are you seeing things? Her face is just four holes, and you can still tell if her face is white or not?"
Rong Zi: "..."
Fellow Daoist, are you being polite?
Rong Zi opened her lips, as if to say something, "No, I meant you guys..."
"Even if I can't see them, you've definitely scared them. Don't you even look at yourselves? With such ugly faces, how dare you even approach them?"
"Hey, what do you mean? You want to fight?"
Rong Zi: "I said..."
One of them swung his fist and said aggressively, "Fine, let's fight! Who's afraid of who!"
"Alright, come on, get your weapons! Today I'm going to beat you until your minds are completely shattered, so you won't even be able to fight back!"
"You little piece of trash? Believe me or not, I could crush you with a single finger!"
"Oh, you talk a good game, then come on, show me..."
Rong Zi looked at the group of people who had suddenly started fighting each other and were about to come to blows. He turned around and exchanged a glance with Yun Jing behind him. The two stared at each other, speechless.
She patted Yun Jing's little head.
"Let's go, there's probably nothing more for us to do here."
After saying that, Rong Zi took Yun Jing's hand and prepared to leave.
Someone in the chaotic crowd noticed them and immediately caught up with them, asking, "Young friends, where are you going?"
Rong Zi tilted her head and blinked her big, bright eyes as she replied, "I'm making room for you guys. Aren't you going to fight? A bigger space will make the fight more enjoyable."
Hearing her words, those who had already drawn their weapons and were about to engage in combat were all stunned for a moment.
The group looked at each other, then simultaneously withdrew their hands.
Rong Zi: "What's going on? Don't worry about us, just go for it! We can cheer you on from the sidelines!"
They started fighting so loudly in front of the two children, which made everyone lose face.
"Ahem..." One person cleared his throat, stepped forward, looked at Rong Zi, tried to ignore her bald face, and asked in a friendly manner, "Young friend, your name is Ni Baba, right?"
Rong Zi nodded, "Yes, is there a problem?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the man suddenly called out to her excitedly.
"Bang bang!"
Rong Zi: "..."
The other party said, "Yanfeng Sect welcomes you both. Our sect is undoubtedly a second-rate sect in the cultivation world. As long as you two young friends are willing to join our sect, I guarantee that you can become inner disciples... no, personal disciples. I guarantee that you can become personal disciples of our sect. The sect will do its best to cultivate you."
Rong Zi: "...??"
Good grief, is this why these people suddenly asked her and Yun Jing which sect they belong to?
The others present were outraged when they saw that someone had gotten there first.
"Come on, you dare to show off your sect?"
As he spoke, he pushed aside the person in front of him and looked at Rong Zi with a smile, "Hey, join our Chengyun Sect! Our sect is a first-class sect in the cultivation world, definitely much stronger than their Yanfeng Sect."
Someone interjected, "First-class sect? What first-class sect? Their Chengyun Sect has long since declined. Come on, come to our sect. Our sect is the real first-class sect."
"It would be even better if you came to our sect. Our sect is the most suitable for you. Baba, you must choose our sect!"
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