Who Do You Think You Are?

The cold wind was whistling, and the valley was extremely cold, and though these young disciples were Cultivation practitioners, it was still very hard for them to withstand. They all stood behind the rocks or in the caves, and their discussions were broken off by the windy sounds every now and then.

"Why do we have to wait another day? He's already won first place in the Cultivation tournament, but we are not even close to finishing the tournament, so we have to hurry up."

"You should feel lucky that it's only one day. We have delayed for four days already in order to meet the groups like yours on our way."

"What the heck, why should we stop moving forward when he says so?"

All of them knew that it was Jing Jiu's idea.

If Jing Jiu wasn't from the Green Mountain and had a high status, or if he didn't get the support of Bai Zao, the crowd would have already started their revolt.