He left, but the bitter expressions on the faces of the Cuixiang Mountain disciples only deepened.
"It's over. His gaze alone was that terrifying. There's no way we can fight that Zhong Ming!"
"Are we really going to end up in last place...? Without resources, without the sect's benefits, our cultivation speed will be several times slower..."
"You've all forgotten the most important thing—the Demon Suppression Bureau! With a ranking this low, even with a B Class, we might have to go to the battlefield within a year..."
"Hiss... Going to the battlefield in a year? Isn't that a death sentence?!"
Zhong Ming already had the support of the Yi, Xie, Dong, and Qin Families, but even so, the rewards from the Seven Peaks Competition were still useful to him.
