Wang Tang sneers slightly at this sight.
"Haha, you guys really think you've bagged this Shen Fu?"
A glint of coldness can't help but flash in his eyes.
Everyone isn't a fool. The possibility of one sect monopolizing Master Shen Fu vanished the moment another sect appeared.
The only option is to change their strategy and try to foster a good relationship with him and secure his support in the matter of the Spirit Chicken Essence.
"But...Xuli Sect surely won't submit to anyone!"
There's a slight chill in Wang Tang's gaze.
Mana is slowly extracted from his Dantian. It's so subtle that it weaves through the aura of numerous cultivators, unnoticeable to all.
Just like a venomous snake, concealing its toxic fangs, and subtly moving in for the strike.
Cold, slippery...
It's inching closer step by step.
Unbeknownst to 'Master Shen Fu' in the crowd, all this was happening around him.
He's still chatting and laughing merrily with cultivators from the two sects.
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