"This Hell Molten Serpent must be really valuable for so many people to show up for it," Yuan remarked after being attacked for the fifth time in just two weeks.
"It's not just the Hell Molten Serpent," Feng Yuxiang replied. "That's simply how things are in the higher Heavens. It's common for cultivators to clash over every resource they can get their hands on."
"Why? It's not like there's a shortage of resources."
"I suppose that's just the nature of the higher heavens—competition is simply a way of life."
Yuan's gaze suddenly shifted to a certain direction, and he said, "Looks like we have more newcomers."
"Time to take out more trash," Feng Yuxiang said as she excitedly prepared for battle.
"Why don't you just put up a sign or something if you don't want them attacking us?" Yuan asked.
Feng Yuxiang chuckled and said, "That would ruin all the fun. Do you have any idea how bored I was when I lost my powers? Now that they're back, I intend to enjoy them to the fullest!"
