The pressure exerted by a fireball technique like that could not be so great by an average person, not to mention that this young man was not very old, yet he could perform such an attribute attack technique, which showed that he was extraordinary.
Moreover, these young men are only at the Foundation Establishment stage, yet they dare to fight against those evil cultivators. This kind of character is something that no other youngsters in their clan can match.
Among the several people, judging from their previous combat effectiveness, this baby-faced young man has the strongest combat power. He can actually kill a Jindan evil cultivator with his foundation-building cultivation level. With time, he will be even more extraordinary.
"Hehehe, no need to thank me, no need to thank me. We didn't save you in vain."
Ning Lang smiled and squinted his eyes. After patting his round belly with both hands, he said to the Nascent Soul cultivator, "It's like this! I just counted. There are 29 of you here. Each of you only needs to give us 100,000 yuan for life-saving money. Of course, this is only the price for those who have different foundation-building cultivation. As for the eight Golden Core cultivators, they have to give 200,000 yuan for life-saving money. As for this Yuanying Excellency, he has to give 300,000 yuan for life-saving money plus four magic tools."
He looked at the people with gloomy faces and said with a smile: "We saved your lives. You won't deny this, right? We didn't rob you because we are not robbers. Otherwise, we would have killed you one by one while you were unconscious and taken away your belongings, right?"
"So, we saved so many of you, and we were injured, so it's normal to ask for some money for life-saving. Don't you think so?" He seemed not to notice that the family members all had gloomy faces in astonishment. He still had a smile on his face, and his eyes were narrowed into a line, and no spirit or light could be seen in his eyes.
"What's the difference between what you did and taking advantage of others' misfortune?" A monk in his thirties clenched his fists and shouted angrily. He obviously didn't expect that these teenagers would dare to make such an offer to them.
Their chief elder has already personally thanked them, yet they still dare to ask them for money, magical tools, etc.
"Ah? How can you say that? It was obviously us who saved you!" Ning Lang looked at him unhappily: "Didn't you hear? Those evil cultivators said that the men would be killed and the women would be captured. If we hadn't saved you, you would have died a long time ago. Now I'm asking you for some money for saving your lives, what's wrong with that? Don't you want to pay it?"
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"Alright!" The Nascent Soul cultivator shouted in a deep voice, and glanced sharply at the man who was speaking: "Who told you to be so unruly? Why don't you retreat!"
The man gritted his teeth angrily and could only respond and step back.
"That's right. Who told you to be so unruly? Don't you see that we are your saviors? Without us, how could you exist?" Ning Lang said proudly.
The Nascent Soul cultivator relaxed his expression and smiled: "Haha, young master, don't bother with him. I'm here to apologize to you."
"No, no, we didn't save you for nothing. We don't care about these empty formalities. Just do something practical." Ning Lang waved his hand and said.