The Power of a Life-bound Dharma Treasure [Please Vote with Monthly Tickets]

Ji Yuan stared at the figure emerging from the inner room, momentarily stunned. Then, almost instinctively, he drew on his will to ready the protective Wine Cup in his Storage Bag.

And the four scales inside his body.

And that mysterious, almost unfathomable... Fixed-Point Teleportation Token.

His outstanding contributions on Black Dragon Island had long since been converted into tangible rewards, such as the scales that could withstand an assassination attempt by someone at Middle Golden Core.

He had originally possessed only one, but the Water Dragon Sect had now given him three more at once.

And the Fixed-Point Teleportation Token, his greatest lifesaver—practically a "Return City Talisman"—

The Water Dragon Sect had managed to procure another one of those, too.

He had no idea which sect had provided it, but it had ended up in his hands all the same.

So if he truly wanted to flee, nothing short of a Nascent Soul cultivator striking at close range could stop him.

Yet the man before him showed no sign of attacking. He walked over to the stone table, sat down, and even crossed one leg over the other.

Ji Yuan looked at him, then glanced at Divine Eagle High Person, who had turned around at some point. He took an involuntary step back.

"So you two seniors knew all along that I was an impostor?"

The reason for his question was, of course, the second man who had just appeared.

For the man now seated at the stone table was none other than the Golden Core True Person who had left the Alchemy Workshop earlier... Flame Python True Person.

That son of a bitch had actually thrown in his lot with the Demonic Dao!

And here he was, inside this Demon Grotto.

What a fucking small world... Ji Yuan