Instructor Li's aged figure appeared like a phantom.
"Junior Brother Qin, congratulations on advancing to the Seventh Layer of Qi Cultivation."
Qin Xuan lowered his gaze. "You praise me too much, Instructor. I am humbled."
Li Cang waved his hand, a smile that didn't reach his eyes on his face. "There's no need for such empty pleasantries. From this day forward, we should address each other as martial brothers."
Zhao Youliang and the other Demon Disciples watched Qin Xuan with envious expressions. They all wished Instructor Li would one day treat them with the same regard.
Li Cang let out a cold snort, and they quickly lowered their heads in fear.
"Where are those two Demon Pups, Chen He and Zhou Kai?"
"Greetings, Instructor."
The two of them stepped out from the crowd of Demon Disciples, their movements as stiff as walking corpses.
Qin Xuan glanced over at them.
