Deep within Lingyun Grotto, Nie Renwang and Duan Shuai opened their eyes at the same time.
"This is bad. The Qilin Demon has gone berserk again. Who came in?" Duan Shuai looked startled and uncertain.
Nie Renwang rose. "I'll go take a look."
Duan Shuai shook his head. "Let me go instead. Perhaps Lang has come. The Qilin Demon is bound to go berserk if it senses the Fire Kirin Sword."
With that, he charged out without waiting for Nie Renwang to object.
The last time Duan Lang visited, he had explained his new insights into the Sun-Eroding Sword Techniques and given Duan Lang the Fire Kirin Sword. He also knew Duan Lang wanted to become Lin Lang's disciple, though he had no idea whether he had succeeded.
But if Nie Renwang's son could become a disciple, what did his son lack? He must have already become Lin Lang's disciple and surpassed Nie Feng.
Nie Renwang opened his mouth, glanced at the Dragon Vein, then turned and sat cross-legged on the ground again. This place concerned the fortune of the Central Plains; nothing could be allowed to go wrong.
But even Duan Lang had visited. When would his son, Nie Feng, come?
Did Lin Lang still remember his promise?
"Be good and stay here. Tomorrow, I'll have someone deliver some cattle and sheep. You'll get more every month from now on."
"You stay put in this cave, too. Once you can completely control your flames and keep your aura from leaking out, I'll take you out to play."
By then, he would have taken all the treasures in Lingyun Grotto away long ago, and whether the Fire Qilin stayed here would no longer matter.
"Do you know whether an expert came here before and left some murals?"
As Lin