His Move Drew Li Qingshan and Bai Qianyu

"Um... may I ask your honored name?" Having only just arrived, the referee knew nothing about Shen Fan.

"This disciple is Shen Fan!" Shen Fan replied respectfully.

"Please show me your disciple token so I can register it. There are rewards for this Miscellaneous Disciple sparring match!" the referee said.

Shen Fan hurriedly handed over his disciple token.

Afterward, Shen Fan walked over to Li Wei and lightly nudged him with his foot. "Quit playing dead. Hand over the Wind Riding Technique!"

Li Wei: "..."

"Stop putting on an act. If you don't hand it over willingly, don't blame me for taking it myself!" Shen Fan's tone was forceful.

As he spoke, Shen Fan assumed a posture as though he were about to search Li Wei himself.

"Fine, fine, fine! I'll give it to you right now!" Seeing this, Li Wei struggled to his feet and reluctantly handed the Wind Riding Technique to Shen Fan, his face full of anguish.

Although the Wind Riding Technique could not truly allow one to ride the wind and fly, once activated, a single step could cover more than ten meters. Leaping through the mountains would be as easy as walking on level ground. Whether for traveling or fleeing, it was immensely useful.

After that, Shen Fan paid Li Wei no further mind and began wandering around Dao Inquiry Plaza.

However, Miscellaneous Disciples had fixed areas in which they could move about, so he could only see Outer Sect elders and disciples.

After making a round, Shen Fan spotted Mu Xingtian and Li Qingshan, yet he alone did not see Lu Qingzhu.

When Mu Xingtian saw Shen Fan, he acted as though he had not seen him at all, as if he did not know him in the slightest.

Shen Fan did not rashly step forward to greet him either.

What puzzled Shen Fan was that Lu Qingzhu was also an Outer Sect Disciple, wasn't she? Where exactly had she gone?

After making a full circuit, Shen Fan even deliberately wandered past the Outer Sect elders a few times.

Yet those Foundation Establishment Realm elders showed no unusual reactions whatsoever.

It seemed the Treasure Gathering Universe Bowl's aura-concealing effect truly was quite good.

"Next match! Shen Fan, Miscellaneous Disciple of the Waste Elixir Chamber, versus Mi Fei, Miscellaneous Disciple of the Spirit Herb Department!" the referee shouted at the top of his lungs.

Shen Fan immediately stepped before the sparring platform.

Looking up, he saw a pale-skinned, thin and frail young man standing on the stage.

"Begin!" At the referee's command, the young man retreated repeatedly, opening up distance from Shen Fan.

At the same time, his hands formed seals rapidly as he began gathering a spell.

This kid has some experience, Shen Fan thought, slightly surprised.

Seeing Shen Fan remain where he was, the young man stopped once he had opened up enough distance.

Immediately afterward, a blazing fireball slowly rose into the air.

Seeing that his spell had successfully formed, the young man was overjoyed. He immediately charged toward Shen Fan, intending to defeat him in one move.

Shen Fan dodged left and right.

Yet inwardly, he could not help sighing. I only know the Flame Serpent Art, and I can't use the Fire Poison Demon Core to enhance it. I can only rely on the strength of this body. This is far too passive!

Still, after witnessing the toughness of his own body, Shen Fan gritted his teeth and decided to take the Fireball Art head-on.

"Dragon Grasp—Mountain Shattering!" Shen Fan roared. As he charged forward, he crossed his arms over his head, crashing ahead like a fierce tiger.

The young man and the surrounding spectators all widened their eyes, their faces filled with disbelief.

"Has this kid gone mad? He actually dares to take the Fireball Art head-on?"

"He's about to turn into a roasted chicken!"

"The Fireball Art is immensely powerful and scorching hot! This kid is definitely going to be badly injured!"

However.

Boom!

With a deafening explosion, the fireball burst over Shen Fan's head.

The sleeves on Shen Fan's arms were blasted to pieces, and his veined arms were scorched black as charcoal.

Boom!

After the explosion, Shen Fan curled his hand into a claw and grabbed toward the young man's chest.

"Not good!" At that critical moment, Shen Fan suddenly came to his senses.

He abruptly remembered that Baishitong had used this very move to kill Zhao Erhu.

Mu Xingtian and the other Enforcement Disciples were all here. If he used Dragon Grasp, it would likely arouse suspicion.

With that thought, Shen Fan changed his claw into a fist and punched toward the young man's chest.

As always, the overwhelming force sent the young man flying.

The power of his physical body truly was terrifyingly formidable.

"Shen Fan! Victory!" the referee declared.

Amid the crowd, Li Qingshan, who had noticed Shen Fan long ago, had a sharp glint in his eyes.

"Dragon Grasp... This brat knows Dragon Grasp, yet he doesn't dare use it!"

News of Zhao Erhu being killed by an undercover agent from the Nine Nether Corpse Puppet Sect had long spread throughout the outer sect.

That night, Li Qingshan had even been summoned by Mu Xingtian to confront the matter in the Waste Elixir Chamber.

The details of it all felt as though he had witnessed them himself.

"Zhao Erhu was killed by a technique similar to Dragon Grasp!"

The more Li Qingshan thought about it, the more excited he became.

"And some time ago, Senior Brother Bai Qianyu's elder brother, the outer sect disciple nicknamed Baishitong, was also killed. The Law Enforcement Hall's investigation found that the Nine Nether Corpse Puppet Sect spy who killed Zhao Erhu might have been the one who killed Baishitong. And Baishitong might even have been refined into a corpse puppet, then used to kill Zhao Erhu!"

"This caused an enormous uproar in the market. Senior Brother Bai Qianyu made all of his brother Baishitong's distinguishing traits public, and one of them was... Dragon Grasp!"

At this thought, Li Qingshan became even more convinced that his conjecture was correct.

With that thought in mind, Li Qingshan slowly backed away and vanished into the crowd.

Not long afterward.

As Shen Fan fought his way into the top three among the Miscellaneous Disciples with the strength of his physical body alone.

Li Qingshan arrived with a disciple dressed in white.

The white-clad disciple wore unrestrained attire and carried himself with extraordinary bearing.

He was none other than the Core Disciple, Bai Qianyu.

"Senior Brother, it's him!" Li Qingshan pointed at Shen Fan. "Watch carefully. He's suppressing Dragon Grasp and defeating his opponents with nothing but fist force and palm force!"

The Core Disciple known as Bai Qianyu narrowed his eyes, his gaze fixed tightly on Shen Fan.

A moment later, killing intent flashed through Bai Qianyu's eyes. "It really is Dragon Grasp!"

The two withdrew from the crowd.

Just then, Shen Fan finished his battle.

Out of the corner of his eye, he happened to see Li Qingshan leaving with someone.

That flash of white stood out sharply amid the crowd, displaying the man's extraordinary status.

The sight immediately made Shen Fan frown, a trace of vigilance rising in his heart.

"Dragon Grasp evolved from worldly martial arts. It is easy to learn at the entry level, and quite a few people know it. What you've said lacks conclusive proof. My brother was at the fourth level of the Qi Refining Stage, while he is merely at the third level and knows no spells whatsoever. That is not enough to prove that he is the culprit!" Bai Qianyu said coldly.

"I'm leaving this matter to you. If you find any evidence whatsoever linking him to my brother's death, kill him without mercy!"

"But..." Li Qingshan was delighted at first, then immediately spoke with concern.

"Last time, because of Zhao Erhu's matter, Mu Xingtian from the outer sect Law Enforcement Hall summoned me for a confrontation. From the way the two acted, Elder Mu Xingtian seemed to be particularly protective of this brat. I'm worried..."

Bai Qianyu snorted coldly. "Mu Xingtian is refining Blood Spirit Pills. This brat is medicinal material, which is why they have that connection. Rest assured. How could a mere Miscellaneous Disciple possibly have ties to an Enforcement Elder?"

"So that's how it is!" Li Qingshan suddenly understood and immediately promised.

"Rest easy, Senior Brother. I will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation in this matter!"

Bai Qianyu said coldly, "Mu Xingtian has set his sights on him, so he is doomed to die. His powerful physical body just now is the clock hastening his death. But if he is connected to my brother, I'll grind his bones to dust and scatter his ashes!"

"Yes!" Li Qingshan replied.

"Um... Senior Brother, may I ask something I shouldn't? Elder Mu refining Blood Spirit Pills—will the sect..."

"You said it was something you shouldn't ask, so shut your mouth!" Bai Qianyu roared, flicking his sleeve as he left.

"I was wrong, Senior Brother!" Li Qingshan hurriedly lowered his head and admitted his mistake.

After seeing Bai Qianyu leave, he hastily added another sentence.

"Senior Brother, when you enter the inner sect, please give Senior Sister Qingzhu my regards. Also, I forgot to tell you—this Shen Fan is Senior Sister Qingzhu's childhood sweetheart. Now that Senior Sister Qingzhu has entered the inner sect, those worldly ties should be cut off as well!"

Bai Qianyu abruptly turned around. "They have that kind of relationship?"

"That's right!" Li Qingshan gave a sinister laugh and stepped forward. "What you may not know, Senior Brother, is that Shen Fan tended to Senior Sister Qingzhu at the Spirit Field for three years. Their relationship runs deep!"

"Whether Shen Fan has anything to do with my brother or not, kill him without mercy. Do this well, and I will reward you richly!" Bai Qianyu said, brimming with killing intent.

"Rest assured, Senior Brother! This junior brother definitely will not disappoint you!" Li Qingshan hurriedly replied.