Where Did You All Get Your Confidence?

Shui Yuntian smiled lightly, and as everyone's eyes followed his finger, they abruptly froze on the spot.

"Haha, it's just a single gangster rabbit. What waves can it cause?"

"I thought that this young master was some kind of rare talent, but in the end, you're just that—a flowery silkpants relying on a powerful family."

The group of cultivators laughed mockingly, some even clasping their stomachs as they laughed. They completely did not put the slightly more special-looking gangster rabbit in their eyes at all. In fact, they even began to ridicule Shui Yuntian.

There were still several hundred cultivators left at this point, and their numbers were multiple times that of Shui Yuntian's group. Their hearts were also heavily motivated by greed; with a treasure like the Celestial Emperor Bamboo right in front of their eyes, no one would be willing to just give up on it.