Facing the Jiao Dragon's mockery, the man in the brocade robe showed no reaction.
To him, as long as he could track down the Jiao Dragon, it didn't matter if it cost thousands of low-level cultivators, or even more.
These low-level cultivators were, after all, expendable in the Cultivation World.
Even if not spent in this war, they would gradually be consumed in the competition for resources.
Unless someone could advance to the Foundation Establishment Stage or simply retreat to the mortal world, this was the inevitable fate of low-level cultivators.
Despite such a cruel fate, countless cultivators still transformed from mortals, joining the fierce competition.
The loss of manpower in this war would soon be replenished.
"Blue Flood Dragon, to track you down, we wouldn't mind sacrificing thousands, or even tens of thousands of cultivators. For our Human Clan, this is not too high a price to pay!"
Hearing the man's words, the Jiao Dragon slightly narrowed her immense eyes.
