No wonder Senior Sister didn't like this person much.
Everyone else had one interest or another. This person did nothing but cultivate, and despite all that cultivation, he'd ended up with the lowest cultivation level of them all. It was baffling.
Xiao Jinghong shook his head with an amused, helpless smile, then came back to himself. He glared at the few people secretly chuckling and scolded them, "You're all a bunch of good-for-nothings yourselves. Don't tell me you really think it's that easy to become a disciple at my Senior Sister's the Mountain?"
After reprimanding those who had been laughing under their breath, his expression turned serious. "That Colorful-Maned Phoenix Leopard gave birth to three cubs in one litter, which means there are three spots in total."
"Senior Sister said that whoever manages to snatch one and bring it back can come up the Mountain!"
At his words, the other eight people, excluding Xue Bingxuan, all showed excitement in their eyes.
But that excitement had barely surfaced when Xiao Jinghong doused them with a bucket of cold water from head to toe.
"Oh, right. I forgot to remind you of something."
"Half a year ago, my fellow disciples and I went to the Ten Thousand Demon Lair and made a mess of the place. I doubt those Demon Ancestors' fury has died down yet—especially the Yōumíng Dragon Ancestor. Someone took advantage of the chaos to steal the Artifact Refining made from its reverse scale."
"If you go in now, you could easily lose your lives. If any of you regret coming, you can still leave before we set out."
"Once you get there, you'll cry to the heavens, and the heavens won't answer; you'll call to the earth, and the earth won't respond."
At this, the joy in many people's