Bab 1249: The Wind Picks Up....

"One cultivation base in the great circle of the Ancient Realm. One mid Ancient Realm. Two early Ancient Realm. Five at the peak of the Immortal Realm.... A group like this would be taken seriously wherever they went. They could be overlords. In fact, in the Ninth Mountain and Sea, they could occupy an entire asteroid bazaar.

"They might even be able to start a sect. It wouldn't be impossible." Meng Hao looked them over a bit more closely.

"The most important thing to find out is whether or not they're rogue cultivators. That's the first thing. Second, are they from the Meng Clan? Third... are they concealing their faces because they're worried about people using magic to see what happened here? Or do they simply not plan to kill anyone? Do they... not dare to kill anyone?!" Meng Hao's expression was calm and thoughtful. He was definitely not the young scholar he had been years ago, who knew nothing of the world beyond the Imperial examinations.