Shu Lan began circulating the Ancestral Spirit Scripture to restore his body. Because the spiritual energy in the space was abundant, the noise he made while cultivating was quite loud. The spiritual energy formed a huge vortex, surging towards Shu Lan one after another, desperately trying to penetrate his body.

Qin An was always shocked whenever he saw his master brother cultivating, and this time was no exception.

He felt that his master was so powerful. Although he himself made quite a commotion when he cultivated, it was nothing compared to his master.

So he stood quietly to the side, carefully observing his master brother's cultivation.

While Shu Lan and Qin An were in the space, the outside world was already in an uproar.

The elders of each sect began to thoroughly investigate the cause of this accident.

When the results of the investigations by various sects were presented, the elders of each sect were shocked.

It turns out that some of the elders and disciples were harmed by demonic cultivators during the competition. These demonic cultivators disguised themselves as the victimized elders and disciples and infiltrated the Tengyun Gathering.

What chilled the elders even more was that some elders and disciples had already been murdered before the Soaring Cloud Gathering even began. Those who later accompanied the sect were all disguised demon cultivators. Working together from within, they caused the deaths of even more elders and disciples, replacing them all with their own people.

"Outrageous! This is simply outrageous!" One of the elders, who had a short temper, slammed his fist on the table in anger.

"They actually infiltrated our sect's sacred ground right under our noses!"

"This matter must be thoroughly investigated! We must also find out if there are any disguised demon cultivators inside or outside the sect!"

"What we need to figure out now is how demon cultivators disguise themselves as members of the immortal sects?" Venerable Lieyang suddenly spoke up.

The elders all fell silent and began to ponder the question.

“Based on my guess, there should be people among the demons who are proficient in the art of disguise.” Venerable Jin Yu then expressed his guess. “Moreover, if I am not mistaken, demon cultivators should be using a treasure that can conceal their demonic energy, making them indistinguishable from Dao cultivators.”

"Then how can we see through them?" an elder asked, echoing the sentiments of everyone.

"Have you all forgotten? What is the difference between us Daoist cultivators and demonic cultivators?" Venerable Lieyang reminded everyone at this moment.

"Isn't it us who cultivate spiritual energy, while demon cultivators cultivate demonic energy?"

“No, it’s not just that.” Venerable Lieyang shook his head. “Another difference is that when we Dao cultivators and demon cultivators circulate our spiritual energy or demonic energy, the way we do so is different.”

"That means we can distinguish between Daoist cultivators and demonic cultivators by observing how the elders and disciples circulate their spiritual energy!" One of the elders was enlightened and quickly offered his idea.

The elders suddenly realized that all the cultivators present who had reached the Golden Core stage could circulate their spiritual energy into their eyes to observe how a person's spiritual energy was being channeled. This was a very convenient method for quickly identifying demonic cultivators lurking among the elders and disciples.

"We will investigate this thoroughly right away." The elders took their leave, preparing to return to their respective sects to find the hidden demonic villains.

The matter concerning the elders has come to an end.

Let's take a look at Ye Feiyu's side.

After the demonic minions retreated, Ye Feiyu and Kong Xiang were able to escape unscathed.

Ye Feiyu quickly examined the wound on Kong Xiang's right arm. To Ye Feiyu's horror, most of the meridians in Kong Xiang's right arm had been severed, and his entire right arm was almost rendered useless.

Ye Feiyu exploded, abandoning even his usual fear of Kong Xiang. "Are you stupid?! I only got slashed once, it didn't hurt any vital organs. But you've injured your right arm. If the injury were more serious, you'd never be able to use your right hand again, and your swordsmanship would be cut short!"

"I can't gamble." After Ye Feiyu said a lot, Kong Xiang just said it calmly.

"What can't you bet on?" Ye Feiyu was stunned.

Kong Xiang stared intently at Ye Feiyu with his calm, deep eyes, his gaze filled with emotions that Ye Feiyu couldn't decipher.

"I couldn't gamble that you wouldn't be fatally wounded, so I had to gamble with the sword in my hand. Fortunately, I gambled correctly!" It's good you're alright. Kong Xiang smiled brightly.

"You're still laughing!" Ye Feiyu was deeply moved by Kong Xiang's words. No one had ever been so selfless, risking their own safety to protect themselves without expecting anything in return.

"You idiot!" Ye Feiyu thought Kong Xiang was truly a complete fool, actually managing to laugh. But looking at his smiling face, his heart involuntarily quickened slightly.

"Your injury is quite serious this time, and you'll need to rest for a long time. During your recovery, you can't use your right hand to wield a sword." Ye Feiyu fed Kong Xiang a healing pill and then bandaged his wound.

"That's hard to say." Kong Xiang blinked, a hint of a smile in his voice. "Senior brother, you'd better keep an eye on me."

"Sigh! It's all my fault this time. I'll help you recover." What a rascal! Ye Feiyu said, making his promise to Kong Xiang while bandaging his wounds.

Kong Xiang's smile brightened even more.

The Demon Realm, thousands of miles away.

"Tell me, why did this operation fail?" The Demon Lord sat on the high platform, lazily propping up his chin with his hand, his eyes sweeping over the Demon Right Protector, Jiaqi, who was kneeling below the platform.

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