“Then isn’t that the same as not having one?” Jie Se asked with a pout.

Master Jian Huang didn’t bother saying anything else and just gave his disciple’s bald head a vicious beating.

Then, Wang Wuxie declared the opening of the daoist sect's secret dungeon the next day. The nine winners of the group stage and the four second-place group stage members with the best results, together with Chu Chuyan, made up the candidates who had the right to enter the secret dungeon.

Among them, Emptiness Isle’s Peng Wuyan took Qiu Honglei’s spot. Even though she hadn’t fought, she was still a representative disciple, so people were still okay with that.

Wan Guiyi suddenly found Peng Wuyan’s familiar face extremely unfamiliar and puzzling. It was clearly the same appearance, but why didn’t it possess that aesthetic of strength anymore?

…

After the announcement, the crowd gradually scattered. The various sects began to prepare their disciples for the next day’s secret dungeon exploration. At the same time, many of them enthusiastically discussed the Devil Sect Master and Saintess. Even though they were all speaking righteously on the surface, the two women had clearly left a deep impression...