“Why are your injuries so heavy?” The face of the Sevendespair Palace’s elder changed when he saw Jing Jue’s wounds. The cut nearly split Jing Jue into two. In fact, Jing Jue was lucky to be alive.

“Lin Yun robbed me of my interspatial pouch,” said Jing Jue with a dark face. He didn’t say anything else aside from that. He couldn’t admit that he was beaten like a dog by Lin Yun even after joining hands with Shui Wuhen.

“What?!” The elder’s face changed. Jing Jue naturally had a great harvest since he made it to the ninth level and many elders had placed their hopes in him. After all, their foundations were a lot weaker than the four major sects.

This meant that Jing Jue’s loss was a great blow to them. On the other hand, Jing Jue didn’t feel too bad about his loss aside from losing the ancient cosmic artifact saber.

“I’ll make my breakthrough to the tenth stage of the Profound Martial Realm first. We’ll talk after...