"Friend, we promise not to speak of today's events to anyone."
Seeing Qin Yang's cold gaze sweeping over, the Loose Cultivator Mu Lao quickly said.
"Friend, that villain Zhuo Bufan just killed about ten of our companions, you killing him avenges us."
Another cultivator said indignantly.
"Yes, please be at ease, friend. We will surely keep our mouths shut."
"We promise not to speak of this matter."
"..."
The remaining cultivators, not being fools, echoed in agreent.
"Please spare the lives of us two, we also promise to keep this matter secret."
Elder Chi Huo and Elder Qingmu also pleaded.
They were from the Lord's Mansion, typically enjoying certain resources from the mansion while handling so of its affairs. However, they weren't loyal enough to risk their lives avenging Zhuo Bufan. With their skills, they could continue serving the next lord or beco Honored Guest Elders for so family.
Qin Yang's gaze fell on these cultivators, his eyebrows slightly raised. Naturally, he couldn't trust these empty promises.
Among cultivators, unless it's between intimately acquainted, sincere individuals, otherwise, the words of other cultivators are hardly credible at all.
"I also wish to avoid unnecessary killing. Swear an oath to the Heavenly Dao."
After pondering for a mont, Qin Yang's eyes flickered coldly, as he glanced at the twenty-odd cultivators present.
"Oath to the Heavenly Dao?"
Upon hearing that, the faces of the cultivators present slightly changed.
"What, unwilling?"
Qin Yang raised an eyebrow, the Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword in his hand emitted a chilling white light, signaling a hint of nace.
"Willing, since we just promised the friend not to disclose the matter, I, Mu Ping, am willing to swear to the Heavenly Dao."
The Loose Cultivator Mu Lao gritted his teeth and was the first to speak.
Faced with this young man who killed Zhuo Bufan, Mu Lao felt a significant dread; even all together, they might not be a match for this young man.
Swish!
With a thought, a drop of crimson Essence Blood floated out from within Mu Lao, suspended mid-air.
"I, Mu Ping, hereby swear to the Heavenly Dao, will absolutely not disclose today's events. If I break this oath, may heaven and earth extinguish , and let my way dissipate and my body perish!"
Mu Lao's expression was solemn, imdiately his fingertip touched that drop of Essence Blood, outlining a profound rune in the air while chanting.
The blood-colored rune appeared like a Taiji, with runes flowing on its surface, as if communicating the yin and yang of heaven and earth, the profound principles of the universe.
Buzz~!
As Mu Lao's words finished, the profound rune of the Essence Blood brightened considerably, transforming into specks of blood-colored light, rging into the void.
The mont the Essence Blood rune vanished, it seed an invisible rule of power from the heavens and earth surged into Mu Lao's body.
The Heavenly Dao oath, under the mysterious, eternally binding rules of heaven and earth, works on those not yet strong enough to transcend this plane's worldly rules.
For millennia, those reaching such prowess have long left this plane, so the rules of heaven and earth are the highest authority here. The Heavenly Dao oath is generally not defied.
"Hmm, nicely done."
Seeing this, Qin Yang nodded. This old fellow didn't cut corners, the oath sworn was harsh enough. He then turned his gaze towards the others.
"The two of us are also willing to swear the sa oath."
Elders Qingmu and Chi Huo exchanged a glance, quickly urging.
After all, they were from the Lord's Mansion, they needed to show so enthusiasm at this juncture.
"I, Qingmu, hereby swear to the Heavenly Dao..."
"I, Chi Huo, hereby swear to the Heavenly Dao..."
Imdiately, two droplets of Essence Blood erged from their bodies, while Elder Qingmu and Elder Chi Huo respectively chanted their Heavenly Dao oaths while sketching the runes.
"I, Zhou Sen, hereby..."
"..."
Seeing the three Late Stage Immortal Spirit Realm cultivators swear oaths, the remaining cultivators all successively called forth their own Essence Bloods to make their Heavenly Dao oaths.
As rune after rune of Essence Blood was drawn, they quickly rged into the cosmos, a flow of unseen rules surging into the bodies of those cultivators.
Should they breach their Heavenly Dao oaths, a mysterious force from the Heavenly Dao would guide retribution.
"I, Bai Renchuan, hereby..."
The white fatty, seeing this, didn't hesitate. A drop of Essence Blood erged from his body, but just as he was about to inscribe the Heavenly Dao oath rune, Qin Yang stopped him.
"Brother Bai, there's no need for you; I trust you."
Qin Yang rolled his eyes, slightly exasperated, then flicked his finger, dispersing the white fatty's drop of Essence Blood.
"Hehe, haha, good brother."
At those words, Bai Renchuan's eyes glead with gratitude, grinning broadly in response.
"Friend, we've finished our solemn oaths."
The cultivators looked towards Qin Yang, speaking in unison.
"Hmm, the items on these Wind Thunder Wolves on the ground, you may take them."
Qin Yang nodded once, speaking indifferently.
There were three to four hundred Wind Thunder Wolves around, including many Demon General level beasts; for them, it was a fortune. Qin Yang didn't wish to be too ruthless.
"Thank you, friend."
At these words, delight appeared on everyone's face.
Swish!
At this mont, Qin Yang flickered, standing before the divided corpse of the Wind Thunder Wolf King slaughtered by Zhuo Bufan.
The Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword in Qin Yang's hand swished, slicing open the abdon of that Wind Thunder Wolf King, then Qin Yang summoned with his right hand.
A rounded Demon Beast Core flew out from the wolf king's abdon, hovering above Qin Yang's palm. The beast core was deep green, with dazzling lightning flickering over it, occasionally forming the shape of a Wind Thunder Wolf.
Seeing the rounded Wind Thunder Wolf King's core above Qin Yang's palm, many eyes shone with envy.
That was a Commander Level core, highly useful for spirit pets or mounts, greatly enhancing their cultivation. It could also be refined into elixirs for human cultivators. Each Commander Level core was worth at least tens of thousands of Lower Grade Spirit Stones.
Still, everyone understood, the Wind Thunder Wolf King's core, and its corpse, naturally belonged to Qin Yang. He'd been gracious enough not to take their Storage Bags or silence them completely.
"This Wind Thunder Wolf King's core can be given to Xiaofei to use."
Gleaming eyes, Qin Yang smiled lightly, then unsealed the Spirit Pet Bag at his waist.
Screech~!
A clear eagle's cry resonated, as a Flying Thunder Eagle swept out flapping its wings from the Spirit Pet Bag.
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