A dozen or so mortals rushed to the water pool and drank greedily, completely unaware that the water was poisoned.
Logically, their lack of caution should have been a cause for happiness.
But what truly threatened Tian Lin and the others were not these mortals, but the six Cultivators.
The poison was meant for the six Cultivators, and if it could only affect these mortals, what use was it?
"Dammit, stop scrambling! Isn't there enough water for everyone?"
Behind the mortals stood a man wearing a red bandana.
This man was clearly a Cultivator and held a significant position in the Hua Hua Lang group.
His attire was relatively decent, with a long sword at his waist and a whip in his hand that lashed out at the mortals near the pool: '
"You're here to fill water to bring back, not to indulge yourselves!"
The mortals who got whipped endured the pain and took several more gulps before taking up water bottles, jars, and iron pots to collect the water.
