Jiang Xiaobai looked indifferent: "You are cultivators, wielding great powers, yet you attack ordinary people. Do you really think that it's fitting to call yourselves cultivators?"
"Hmm, mortals are nothing but ants to us cultivators. What does it matter if we kill them?" scoffed the burly man.
"Do you know that committing such casual killings, especially of mortals, will bring you karmic obstructions? In minor cases, you will go to hell after death, while severe cases will lead to karmic explosions, causing you to be completely burned by karmic fire," Jiang Xiaobai retorted coldly.
As these words were spoken, the cultivators were taken aback, totally unaware of such matters.
"What a bunch of idiots," Jiang Xiaobai shook his head continually.
"Insolent! How dare a piece of trash at the beginning stage of Qi refining talk to me like this?"
The burly man snorted coldly: "Stealing my things and daring to provoke me, you are undoubtedly going to die today."