Heavenly Martial True King

With the experience from last time, Shen Fan was much more at ease returning from the Desolate Realm.

As before, he returned to his Cloud-Exiting.

He had barely arrived when True Lord Huoyun and the others immediately gathered around him.

Before Shen Fan could speak, True Lord Huoyun asked, "My lord, have you just returned from the Desolate Realm?

"Judging by your condition, it seems you didn't gain much this time?"

It was no wonder True Lord Huoyun had guessed that. Shen Fan's condition looked almost the same before and after entering the Desolate Realm. It was as if he'd merely gone on a trip—his clothes were hardly even dirty!

From that alone, one could infer that Shen Fan hadn't been through any brutal fighting in the Desolate Realm.

And if you didn't fight for your life in the Desolate Realm, naturally you wouldn't obtain many treasures!

But True Lord Huoyun seemed to have forgotten another possibility: Shen Fan's enemies might have been so easily crushed by him that he'd come through almost completely unscathed. In that case, it was hardly strange for his condition to be nearly unchanged.

After all, did crushing a nest of ants really require fighting for your life?

Shen Fan hadn't expected True Lord Huoyun to be concerned about him. Since it was customary not to strike someone who wore a smile, he replied:

"Mm. The Desolate Realm was quite interesting, and my gains were indeed ordinary."

After thinking it over, Shen Fan decided to keep a low profile. He knew well enough not to flaunt his wealth.

But True Lord Huoyun might have been better off if Shen Fan hadn't said anything. His answer only deepened the misunderstanding, and True Lord Huoyun even began to comfort him:

"Lord Wu Ji, don't be discouraged. I