At that moment, Yue Ziling wore a smile, but his heart was bitter. He had never imagined that the damned fiend would be like a ghost, everywhere at once—and now, at this critical juncture, he was making things difficult for him again.
On the other hand, Yue Ziling felt some relief. The Heart-Devouring Worm had yet to be removed, and Xu Yi had vanished without a trace. He had also failed to leave Xu Yi a messaging pearl so they could stay in touch. These past few days, he had been in the Purple Extreme Pavilion, unable to eat or sleep in peace.
When Xu Nian heard Yue Ziling's taunt, his face, already flushed a deep purple from holding back his anger, turned completely black. He couldn't understand why Yue Ziling had suddenly stuck his nose in and decided to make trouble for him.
Though the Eight Great Immortal Sects schemed and struggled against one another, they rarely came to open blows. He and Yue Ziling had no grudge between them. What reason was there for this?
Just as one wave subsided, another rose. Xu Nian's thoughts raced, but he couldn't find a word to say.
With his blood boiling, he had considered stepping into the fight himself. In the end, reason prevailed. A quick calculation told him that doing so would be utterly foolish.
First, if he entered the contest as an Outer Sect Disciple to fight the trial disciples, even if he won, it wouldn't earn him much face.
Second, he was genuinely wary of the violet-robed scholar's methods.
In fact, there was no gulf of strength between Outer Sect Disciples and trial disciples like the one between Outer Sect Disciples and Inner Sect Disciples.
Point Origin was a privilege exclusive to Inner Sect Disciples. Compared with trial