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Wen Xu sensed how many people were around and said no more. He merely nodded. "I'm fine. What just happened?"

"Nothing much. We just went biu and ended up here. I saw you lying unconscious on the ground, so Chen Zui-Zui and the others helped me protect you." Bian Chunchou revealed Chen Zui and the five other Yonglu Mountain disciples behind him. "I quietly checked around just now. A lot of the people over there are from local Aristocratic Clans in Baigu City or the Rogue Cultivator Alliance. In terms of strength, they should be about evenly matched with the eight of us."

Who knew whether the Tower Spirit had done it on purpose, but apart from the three of them, the other five Yonglu Mountain disciples who had entered together were all at the Qi Refining Stage. In other words, if the trial involved combat, they would have to protect their fellow disciples too. He could not count on Chen Zui-Zui, and Wen Xu-Xu could not see, so this heavy burden fell on his shoulders. Without him, this whole household really would fall apart.

"Little Granduncle-Master, you..."

Wen Xu quietly tucked away the disciple token at his waist. After a moment's thought, he even replaced the silk band over his eyes with a mask. "Just call me Senior Brother Wen. Don't reveal my identity for now."

After reassuring the five junior disciples at the Qi Refining Stage, Wen Xu heard Chunchou whisper, "Wen Xu-Xu, you're so imposing. So impressive."

Wen Xu, who had thought Chunchou had something important to say: ... The tension in his heart suddenly eased. Come to think of it, even if the Tower Spirit knew his master and Divine Venerable Jun Zhaoying, mistaking him for their child was still absurd. He hoped the Tower Spirit