"How could this be possible?" Zhang Xiaohua murmured. "This can't be possible!!!"
"Fellow Daoist, you are greatly puzzled, aren't you? But your cultivation is truly far too low. If you can pass this news back to our Divine Blade Sect, I guarantee that the Divine Blade Sect will leave some of these benefits for you!"
Zhang Xiaohua thought for a moment. "I can pass this news back to the Divine Blade Sect, but... but I don't know where the Divine Blade Sect is. I've never heard of there being a Divine Blade Sect in this jianghu!"
"What? Are you afraid the Divine Blade Sect's disciples will kill you to silence you?" Huan Wuxin said proudly from within the light-shadow. "You are someone entrusted by this poor Daoist. How would they dare treat you that way?"
As he spoke, Huan Wuxin waved a hand. "Fellow Daoist, come over here."
Pointing at a spot on the ground, he said, "This poor Daoist will give you a token, one that guarantees the Divine Blade Sect's disciples will not dare touch a single hair on your head."
Hearing this, Zhang Xiaohua could not help frowning. "I'm not afraid of being silenced. It's only that... I simply don't know where the Divine Blade Sect is."
Even so, he obeyed and walked over.
"Fellow Daoist, this poor Daoist's token can only reveal itself before the Divine Blade Sect's forbidden ground. When you meet the current sect master of the Divine Blade Sect, you must explain everything clearly to him."
"Mm, all right... all right, then. When I have the chance, I'll go out and look around, ask about it first..."
Before Zhang Xiaohua could finish, Huan Wuxin within the light-shadow suddenly raised the middle finger of his left hand and struck Zhang Xiaohua's brow like lightning.