“Hoho, so this is the number one genius of Floating Cloud Sword Sect’s outer sect. Impressive, impressive.” Zhuo Bufan impassively watched the scene portrayed on the primeval mirror. His cold words carried a tone that, beneath apparent praise, harbored subtle derision.0

Despite being a Yuanfu realm expert, Wang Fuchen had resorted to using Qin Yao as leverage against Chen Fan. That struck Zhuo Bufan as utterly contemptible. 0

Leng Feng and the other elders weren’t fools, either. They naturally understood the hidden meaning behind Zhuo Bufan’s words. Leng Feng replied, “The path of martial arts is inherently ruthless. It has no rules. Everything boils down to might is right.”0

“For a disciple of the righteous path, especially one versed in the way of the sword, to act in such a disgraceful manner—how is it any different from the demonic...2