At the same time, inside a secret realm.
Ye Qingtian put away the Sound Transmission Token in his hand, then turned and slipped back into a cave.
After entering the cave, he found everyone's gazes sweeping toward him.
If Chen Wen had been here, he would definitely have recognized quite a few familiar faces among them.
For instance, Ye Qingyun and Ye Qing'er from Ye Tian City.
Luo Qingfeng, Cheng Qingxue, and Zhu Danhe from the Cloud Merchant Association.
As for the remaining man from the Cloud Merchant Association, Chen Wen had never met him.
"Did you manage to contact anyone?"
Ye Qing'er was the first to speak.
"I contacted quite a few people, but none of them gave me a definite answer."
Ye Qingtian hesitated for a moment before speaking.
A flicker passed through Luo Qingfeng and the others' eyes.
In truth, the situation they had encountered was much the same.
Although the Nine-Colored Sky Soul Fruit was immensely tempting, it also came with enormous danger.
It was normal for those people to hesitate. No one could blame them for it.
Of course, some people might have been unwilling to help directly because they harbored their own little schemes.
Those people might have wanted to contend for the Nine-Colored Sky Soul Fruit themselves, yet had no intention of getting involved.
With Ye Qingtian's group drawing the fire, those people would find it even easier to make their move.
That was the human heart—everything revolved around one's own interests. Not everyone was truly willing to place themselves in danger for another.
At that moment, Ye Qingtian spoke again. "However, I managed to contact Chen Wen. He's already on his way here."
The moment those words fell, Cheng Qingxue and the others' eyes lit up.
Chen Wen had already proven his