No one dared to bargain with Chi Yama who had just killed someone, and they left reluctantly.
Hundreds of people scattered like birds and beasts, leaving only about a hundred people, most of whom looked forward to the thought of being able to meet an Immortal and soaring into the sky.
"You will be the fourth batch of mountain patrols for my Black Wind Stronghold, ranked with the initial 'Ding'. You will be mixed with the other three batches and patrol daily, each batch patrolling for three hours. Anyone found trespassing will be killed without mercy."
Chi Yama declared the arrangement for all of them.
"I wonder when we will be accepted as disciples by the stronghold leaders."
Someone mustered up the courage to ask, prompting many others to chime in. They didn't come here to patrol the mountains, but to learn Martial Arts and Immortal Techniques, and even becoming a master would be worthwhile.
"You haven't even figured out the patrol properly and you want to become disciples?"
