Fishing
Bi Fan wore a humble expression and listened carefully.
After a long while, Bi Fan nodded.
Although his emotions had been stripped away, the Wuxin technique had not taken away Bi Fan's intelligence.
Bi Fan understood perfectly well that Elder Sword Senior's suggestion was very useful.
So, after nodding, Bi Fan humbly asked, "Elder Sword Senior, what should I do?"
Elder Sword Senior replied, "There's no need to rush. Pretend you haven't noticed anything, and keep searching around just as you were before."
Following Elder Jian's instructions, Bi Fan continued onward, searching for the formation he needed to destroy.
A while later, Elder Sword Senior's smug laughter rang out in Bi Fan's mind. "Heh heh... Xuan Chen, you noticed it too, didn't you?"
Xuan Chen immediately replied, "I did."
Bi Fan: "???"
Bi Fan was utterly bewildered.
What had they noticed?
What had he missed?
He always felt that spending time with these old-timers made him less intelligent.
After blinking in bewilderment, Bi Fan hurriedly pressed them. "Elder Sword Senior, Xuan Chen, what exactly happened? Just tell me!"
"And, Elder Sword Senior, am I supposed to keep walking like this?"
Elder Sword Senior chuckled, his tone confident. "You brat, earlier I could clearly sense a Devil Race member somewhere in the Blood River, secretly making his way toward you."
"But he was too far away, so I told you to keep approaching him without letting on."
"Now, that Devil Race member is secretly watching you from the shadows."
At that, Bi Fan knew the real show was about to begin.
Though his face remained expressionless, Bi Fan still asked earnestly, "Elder Sword Senior, what should I do next?"
Elder Sword Senior chuckled and replied, "Boy, now you need to put on a show: make your face twist with pain,