Flame Peak Disciple! Chu Qing's Crisis!

Yan Cangxuan looked at the glowing screen rising before him, which reflected every move Li Bufan and the others made within the secret realm.

He turned his head toward Li Tianying, who stood some distance away, and said with a smile, "You old ghost Tianying, the disciple you took in together with that old ghost Qisha has some cleverness to him. He caught on so quickly. This old man thought he would have to wander around this secret realm for two or three days before discovering the jade token's secret."

Li Tianying stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze likewise fixed on the glowing screen. With a hint of pride at the corner of his mouth, he gave a chuckle. "What, jealous? Even if you are, you can only watch. He's my disciple, not yours."

Yan Cangxuan said, "This has only just begun. It's still uncertain who will have the last laugh. Your disciple may have some small cleverness, but the Nine Peaks Martial Meet tests not cleverness, but strength. Every disciple of my Flame Peak is a master capable of taking on ten alone."

Though he refused to yield with his words, his gaze never left Li Bufan on the glowing screen. This young man truly was more outstanding than he had anticipated.

Xie Qisha stood nearby without saying a word, merely watching the glowing screen in silence.

Very soon, two days had already passed. Within the secret realm, the sky remained gray and overcast, with no distinction between day and night.

Li Bufan led the seven Blade Peak disciples who had already gathered and continued onward across the wasteland.

Li Bufan took the jade token from his robes and held it in his palm. Seven additional red marks had appeared on it—horizontal, vertical, slanted—crisscrossing into an