Early the next morning, Shen Zixuan and the other two had packed up and were preparing to cross Liuguang Lake and head deeper into the other side.

But they saw Hong Bo and Old Man Qian limping in front of them. They were both in tattered clothes, covered in dust and looked very embarrassed.

"Brother Shen, how are you?"

Hong Bo forced a smile, but there was a hint of bitterness in his tone.

"On our way back, we ran into the Howling Wolves again. We were cornered and had no choice but to flee back...

I hope Fellow Daoist Shen can put aside past grudges and allow both of us to join the team."

"Yes, yes, thank goodness we ran fast, otherwise we would have been in trouble."

Old man Qian smiled and nodded in agreement.

"As the saying goes, more people means more strength. Although the two of us are average in strength, we can still help out a bit, isn't that right, Brother Shen?"

Shen Zixuan looked at the two of them calmly, his gaze lingering on Hong Bo for a moment, and said lightly.

"Friend Hong, the injuries on your body..."

"It's okay, they're just minor injuries, nothing serious."

Hong Bo waved his hand pretending to be nonchalant, hiding the gloom that flashed across his eyes.

"I, Hongbo, have been in the Tianheng Mountains for many years. I can at least be of some use. What do you think, Brother Shen?"

Shen Zixuan did not respond, and seemed reluctant to accept them again.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little awkward, Meng Wan spoke at the right time, with a look of reluctance on her face.

"Brother Zixuan, they look so pitiful. Otherwise, let them join. Besides, Uncle Qian is right. More people means more strength."

Shen Zixuan then nodded and said indifferently.

"Since Sister Wan'er has spoken, you two should follow."

Hong Bo and Old Man Qian were overjoyed, "Thank you, Brother Shen!"

Shen Zihan watched from the side, feeling very dissatisfied.

What is Zhang Wan'er doing? It's enough to have her as a drag, but she also has to bring these two poor cultivators along.

But her brother had already agreed, so she didn't say much. She just glared at Old Man Qian and turned away.

The team hit the road again, but the atmosphere was very different from before.

Hong Bo realized that the focus of the team had quietly changed, with Shen Zixuan as the leader.

But he was powerless to change all this, so he could only suppress his resentment in his heart and follow Shen Zixuan silently, intending to see how this young man from a noble family would cross the lake.

As a result, Shen Zixuan summoned a flying boat and took everyone across Liuguang Lake smoothly, stopping on the other side of the lake without encountering any risk.

After getting off the flying boat, Hong Bo almost collapsed mentally and took several deep breaths before calming down.

The wealth of these cultivators from aristocratic families is really too rich. They even have flying boats. It's really infuriating to compare yourself with them.

Old man Qian became more respectful when facing Shen Zixuan, Meng Wan and others.

Shen Zixuan put away the flying boat and led everyone towards a place where a cave might exist.

Although Hong Bo and Old Man Qian didn't know why Shen Zixuan chose this path, they were tactful enough not to ask any more questions and followed him quietly.

The few of them carefully avoided the monsters in the mountains and forests, traveled through mountains and rivers, and cut through thorns and bushes. Finally, after three days of hard work, they arrived at their destination - a deep valley.

The valley was shrouded in thick fog, and faint roars of beasts could be heard from the bottom of the valley, which was chilling.

Everyone looked around cautiously, and their eyes finally fell on a cliff, where there seemed to be a hidden path leading to the bottom of the valley.

"Friend Hong, you are quite familiar with this area. Do you know where that path leads?"

Shen Zixuan turned to look at Hong Bo and asked calmly.

Hong Bo's heart trembled, and an ominous premonition arose.

He looked up at the hidden path, only to see the bottom of the cliff was pitch black, bottomless, like a giant mouth ready to devour anyone, terrifying...

Hong Bo dodged his gaze and spoke hesitantly.

"This... this path is rugged and difficult to travel on, and it's always shrouded in fog. I've never been here before, and I don't know where it leads."

After hearing this, Shen Zixuan stared at Hong Bo with a smile on his face, and there was a hint of unquestionable command in his tone.

"In that case, I'll have to trouble Fellow Daoist Hong to go explore the way."

Hong Bo immediately groaned in his heart. He understood that Shen Zixuan was using him to explore the way, but he didn't dare to refuse openly. He could only roll his eyes and come up with a plan.

"Brother Qian, you are very experienced, why don't you go and explore the way?"

Hong Bo turned to look at Old Man Qian, a genuine smile on his face.

When Old Man Qian heard this, he was so frightened that he waved his hand to refuse.

"Fellow Daoist Hong, you're joking. My limited Daoist skills are no match for yours. You should go ahead. I believe you will return safely."

"Old man Qian, you..."

Hong Bo was so angry that he gritted his teeth and was about to explode, but was interrupted by Shen Zixuan's cold snort.

"That's enough. Let Brother Hong explore the way. Go quickly and come back quickly."

Shen Zixuan's tone was cold and left no room for doubt.

Hong Bo knew he had no choice but to agree.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the fear in his heart, took out a defensive spiritual weapon from his storage bag, and walked carefully towards the hidden path.

Shen Zihan looked at Hong Bo’s back, a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes, and she whispered to her brother.

"Brother, how could you let this guy explore the way? What if he..."

"Don't worry, he can't do anything tricky."

Shen Zixuan smiled faintly and didn't take Hong Bo to heart.

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