Ye Chuan was already stunned at this moment. It wasn't until Xie Qi pulled him up from the ground that he came to his senses and asked, "You...you are not a mortal?! Do you know swordsmanship?"

Xie Qi explained, "When I was a child, I met an immortal who taught me a few moves. After that, the immortal left and I never used them again."

Ye Chuan: "Is that so? Then you seem quite talented. You can definitely join the Tianxuan Sect."

It was dark now, and the other person's face was a little blurry, so Ye Chuan said, "It's dark now, let's find a cave to rest."

Xie Qi: "Okay."

After they found a new place, Ye Chuan stretched out a finger and made a fire-lighting gesture, and then a bonfire illuminated the dark space.

It was dark just now and Ye Chuan didn't see Xie Qi's face clearly, but now illuminated by the firelight, Ye Chuan found a red mark between Xie Qi's eyebrows.

Ye Chuan: "Ah! Demon... Demon! Are you a demon cultivator?!"

Xie Qi watched Ye Chuan fall off the rock in fear and asked in confusion, "What do you say I am? A demon cultivator?"

Ye Chuan: "You...you are a demon cultivator."

Xie Qi: "I'm not, I'm a good person."

When Ye Chuan heard this, he remembered that it was Xie Qi who saved him just now, so he sat back on the stone with peace of mind and asked cautiously: "Then why did the magic pattern appear on your forehead?"

Xie Qi touched his forehead and then explained: "Demon pattern? I don't know. I just killed the monster and I felt a headache."

When Ye Chuan heard this, he squinted his eyes and looked closer at Xie Qi's forehead: "No, this doesn't look like the mark of a demon cultivator..."

Xie Qi: "Ha, I said I couldn't be a demon cultivator..."

However, before Xie Qi could finish, the other party said, "It looks like the mark of the Demon Lord's son."

Xie Qi: “…”