"How disgraceful," I mused, "but then again, why should anyone be willing to sacrifice themselves so that others can escape in a competition like this? There's such a thing as taking competitiveness too far, though. Clearly I can hardly trust the fellow members of my sect to have my back. I mean, they'll behave much the same way on actual missions because it's what they've learned, right?
I wonder if Jue Zhu is making similar discoveries about his new 'peers'...cultivators make enemies so much more easily than friends that I'd be shocked I have any if it wasn't for the fact they're from my old world in the first place..."
Now that the defending force had turned against each other, it was all but inevitable that they'd be ousted. Sure enough, more and more started withdrawing further up the mountain. By my reckoning, about two hundred of them had been eliminated, more than a quarter of them by Shuang and I alone. A great many of the rest had been taken out by their former allies.
