The identity behind him

"Junior Brother Wu Jin, this little trinket is for you!"

At the cave entrance, Wu Chao gave the recorder in his hand an extremely satisfied look, then handed it to Zhang Xuezhou.

"Senior Brother Wu Chao, what is this?"

Zhang Xuezhou looked at the recorder Wu Chao had squeezed out of a dark-faced young man, unable to see what was special about it.

He took the recorder and blew into it a few times.

"The flute itself isn't much use, but if you infuse it with Law Power and blow it, it can drive away all kinds of poisonous insects. It'll make getting around the holy mountain a little easier, at least." After explaining the recorder, Wu Chao added disdainfully, "What a pity. Wu Ti kept challenging me to fights, yet he turned out to be a pauper. There was nothing to squeeze out of him!"

"This is already very good!"

Zhang Xuezhou ran his hand over the recorder, then threw away the stick he had used to drive off scorpions.

Now that the coming-of-age test was over, Zhang Xuezhou felt the pressure in his head ease at once. He no longer had to struggle to stay alive on one side while scrambling for a ticket to survival on the other.

At least he could take things a little easier now and devote himself to finishing the task on one side.

For instance, he could join the big family of the Yedie River Holy Land and gain a safe place to settle down.

Of course, Zhang Xuezhou felt he also had to solve the problem of food and drink.

He rubbed his rumbling stomach, then looked at Wu Chao.

"The holy land has food offered up by the slaves. You only have to go over there and eat!"

Wu Chao