The purplish-red, sinister ring sent forth bursts of spiritual radiance when Qingluan's spirits sank.
Before long, Qingluan's hesitation settled into calm once more.
He smiled faintly.
Either succeed, or die trying.
Qingluan soon thought of Xianglin's Wife. She still owed him a proper explanation.
Now, cooperating with these vicious people had naturally become the top priority.
Only they could stir Qingluan's spirits further.
After parting with Qingxuan and watching him race toward the training ground, Qingluan could not help letting out a mocking snort deep inside.
No matter how diligent or brave he was, what could it change?
In the end, he could never match those who were truly gifted.
Ah, I only have the tiniest sliver of hope because I encountered a heaven-shaking opportunity.
With that thought, Qingluan quickened his pace again.
Before long, he had arrived in a desolate wilderness.
"Now, it is time to set out again.
"And all of you—if you still refuse to show yourselves, then today, I will leave for good."
As he spoke, Qingluan's gaze swept over his surroundings. These people had better give him a reasonable explanation.
"What are you so anxious about?"
Xianglin's Wife emerged with a hoarse voice. Behind her came quite a number of Glamorous Women, street butchers, and several vicious people already listed on the wanted posters, appearing one after another.
It was clear enough.
They had all been tainted by demonic qi, and every last one of them had been chosen by Qin Jiuge.
"So this is Qingluan?
"The strongest among us, and he even has an official identity.
"He really cannot be underestimated.
"Though his temper seems a little too great."
The Glamorous Woman giggled coquettishly. She wore a pink robe, and there was a trace of displeasure on her face.
Beside her stood a butcher—naturally,