"What happened?"
Xie Xun was startled by the disciple's miserable state. As he frowned deeply and secretly calculated whether the other factions had begun resorting to underhanded tactics, he took out a qi-restoring pill and fed it to the disciple.
"Senior Brother, I-I'm fine. No, something terrible has happened!"
After swallowing the qi-restoring pill, some color finally returned to the disciple's deathly pale face. Without wasting another word, he hurriedly handed the jade token in his hand to Xie Xun.
"What is this... What? Where did you get this thing?"
Seeing how serious the other man was, Xie Xun immediately extended his spiritual sense to inspect it.
Yet with just that glance, he nearly passed out on the spot.
On the first page of the information recorded in the jade token was Xie Xun's name.
Not only that, but the cultivation technique he practiced, the weapon he commonly used, estimates of his combat strength, and even the secret scroll of the Blood-Melting Method he had exposed at the tavern not long ago had all been recorded with crystal clarity.
It could be said that even someone who had never met Xie Xun would be able to figure out seven or eight out of ten ways to deal with him after obtaining this intelligence.
It's over. Someone from the inner sect has stepped in!
Xie Xun's vision went white, and he could no longer hold himself up as he collapsed to the ground.
Everyone present was frightened by Xie Xun's condition and hurried forward to tend to him.
After a chaotic flurry of rescue efforts, Xie Xun finally recovered.
He stared fixedly at the disciple who had brought the jade token, killing intent bursting from his eyes.
"How many people have seen this jade token? Did you send anyone to deal