A Reunion with Xiao Zhentian

"Hidden Dragon City, but plucking Dao Fire is extremely dangerous. If you are rejected by the Dao Fire through the slightest carelessness, you will be burned to ashes! You were born with seven colors; there is no need for you to take such a risk!" Bai Hong advised.

At all times, risk was proportional to reward.

Raising one's Dao Fire could greatly enhance combat power and even break through realms.

But it also came with immense danger.

Normally, condensing Dao Fire relied on comprehension.

Going to the Dao Tree to pick its fruits, however, meant directly devouring Dao Fire.

If rejection occurred, the consequences would be unbearable.

"We sword cultivators should harbor invincible hearts. What is there to fear in danger?"

Afterward, Bai Hong handed Xiao Chen a rolled beast-hide map, telling him not to make it known and to leave quietly.

Xiao Chen had helped Meng Qiuhan many times, and Bai Hong remembered it in his heart. Whenever he obtained news of an opportunity, Xiao Chen was the first person he thought of.

Of course, what he was doing amounted to leaking confidential information and carried enormous risk. If he were discovered, great disaster would follow.

Watching Bai Hong's departing figure, Xiao Chen silently remembered this favor.

He unfolded the beast-hide map and glanced at it.

The map was yellowish-brown and gave off a faint stench of demonic beasts. It was densely covered in black lines, with specific place names written upon it and mountain ranges and rivers marked out. Several red dots indicated locations where the target might appear.

"The map is very detailed. White Steward truly put thought into this." With one glance, Xiao Chen knew Bai Hong had spared no effort.

The map Bai Hong had given him was more detailed than most maps sold on