'This Golden Core Dao Skill is being handed to me on a silver platter. I have to find a way to get my hands on it.'
Qin Xuan rubbed his hands together in anticipation.
After all, every single one of his cultivation techniques was from the Demon Dao. Using any of them would expose him instantly.
However, Zhong Ling's move had solved his most pressing problem, personally delivering a decent trump card to him.
'It's practically tailor-made for me. How thoughtful of her.'
Zhong Ling took in everyone's reactions, feeling smug inside.
'Under the pretext of these Demon-slaying and Magic Duels, I can observe everyone's true strength and methods and find the Cyan Cloud Taoist who might be hiding among them!'
Ye Qingxuan, disguised as Lin Feng, stood in the crowd, her brow furrowing almost imperceptibly.
She seemed uninterested in the Golden Core Divine Techniques, but a flicker of vigilance flashed in the depths of her eyes.
