"A precious saber!" the people rushing in shouted.
They had already spotted a saber within a mass of pitch-black flames.
"This is my saber!" Huang Xiao said.
His voice was not loud, but everyone heard him.
They looked closely and discovered that the saber really was Huang Xiao's weapon.
Huang Xiao's saber had not been drawn before, but they could still recognize its hilt.
Quite a few people began backing away.
They had come in to find the treasures the Demon God Sect had left here. However fine someone else's possessions were, surely they could not compare to what was here?
"Those flames are anything but ordinary. He's most likely using them to temper his saber, which shows just how precious it is," someone said.
Those words stopped the Jianghu practitioners who had been about to leave.
Their eyes turned toward Huang Xiao's Minghong Saber, greed showing in their gazes.
"Those flames are most likely a treasure the Demon God Sect left here," the man added.
"Chen Fa!" Huang Xiao said grimly.
Hearing Huang Xiao call his name, the man who had spoken could not help laughing. "I'm merely stating a fact. Your saber is definitely worth more than the vast majority of the treasures here."
Huang Xiao's expression turned very dark.
Chen Fa was one of the ten people everyone considered most likely to secure the spot.
Huang Xiao could see that everyone around him was staring fixedly at his Minghong Saber. Chen Fa's words had clearly stirred wicked thoughts in their hearts.
"You want to seize a saber? My saber?" Huang Xiao asked coldly.
A trace of hesitation appeared on quite a few faces around him.
There was no denying that Huang Xiao still posed a considerable deterrent to them.
"What we want is those flames," Chen Fa