In a dark, deep stretch of cavern within the Nine-Bend Demon Intestine Cavern.
"Wind Saber, Lightning Sword" Ren Zhongshou formed seals with both hands, making a mass of crimson flame blaze before him.
The crimson flame was about the size of a water vat, burning without fuel, rootless and unsupported.
But a moment later, with a boom, wisps of fiery snakes rose from it.
Those fiery snakes finally condensed into a human figure of flame.
Because of the nature of the flames, the figure's features were blurred, and even its overall shape was indistinct.
Had Chu Xisheng been there, however, he would have recognized with astonishment that this figure formed from flame was Yun Tiange, the Supreme Mystic Sect's Heavenly Pillar who had repeatedly escaped his saber.
His brows were tightly furrowed, his voice displeased. "Ren Zhongshou, couldn't you choose another time to contact me? Jian Shifei has already begun to suspect me."
Ren Zhongshou gave a contemptuous sneer. "So what if he suspects you? You're only providing a map of the areas you've explored. I haven't asked you to betray them. Even if he notices, you have plenty of ways to explain yourself."
He casually flicked his sleeve. "Enough nonsense! Show me the passages you explored today. And I advise you not to falsify the map. He spotted all four traps you planted yesterday. If anything like that happens again, our cooperation ends, and you can forget about getting anything I promised you."
That affair alone had cost him four thousand taels of demon silver yesterday.
A thousand for each trap.
"Your promises? Ha! We've almost located the Time-Trace Grass and Stone-Heart Blood ourselves. How much are your promises worth?"
Yun Tiange sneered.
Though his words were mocking, he still manipulated the flames to display a complicated diagram of