I stood there silently, letting the weight of the moment settle around me.
After some time passed, I swept my gaze across the area and declared, "I'm planning to stay here and cultivate in seclusion."
The mustached man trembled and whispered, "Cultivate here? You're serious? What if those two corpses come back to life?"
I chuckled, "I've already figured out how to handle them, and more importantly... this place offers a cultivation environment I rarely encounter."
The mustached man rolled his eyes dramatically, "Fine, if you want to stay, stay. But count me out—I don't want to spend another second in this cursed place."
The earlier encounter had clearly shaken him badly.
I grabbed his arm and said, "You'll need to come back for me later, or I won't be able to leave."
He rolled his eyes again, "Don't worry, I'm not leaving the Immortal Slaying Sect anytime soon."
"A place this massive must be loaded with treasures." The mustached man licked his lips greedily.
