After entering the book, he played the cannon fodder villain and got out of his way

Song Detian asked Ling Chenxiao to check the man in black robe. Although Ling Chenxiao did not see the man's appearance clearly, he could tell from his height, build and strength.

He locked on to the person who should be among the disciples of several major sects participating in the competition.

The sect leader said that in order not to alert the enemy, we can only investigate secretly.

His idea was very simple. The man in black robe should only have the cultivation level of Jindan. After his master fought with him, this man must have suffered internal injuries.

Perhaps he has already gone into hiding. One can tell by looking at who is missing from the Immortal Gate Conference.

But after visiting four sects in a row, he did not find any missing people or injured.

He came to where the disciples of the Hehuan Sect lived.

The members of the Hehuan Sect are all women, but the man in black robe is a man.

So he directly passed the Hehuan Sect and headed straight to where the Xuanming Sect lived.

The young leader of the Xuanming Sect that day had a body shape somewhat similar to the man in black robe, and he was wearing a mask, which was very suspicious.

He came to where the Xuanming Sect disciples lived. As soon as he reached the door, he was stopped by several disciples.

"Brother, this is where the disciples of the Xuanming Sect rest. Did you go the wrong way?"

A disciple of Xuanming Sect said.

"I am a disciple of Huachen Sect. I want to take a headcount so that we can prepare for tomorrow's competition."

Ling Chenxiao said: "Can you please call all your people out to see if anyone is missing?"

The disciples of Xuanming Sect immediately became alert after hearing this. The young master had gone out today and had not returned yet. And now they had to count the number of people.

"Wait a moment, brother. I will call everyone out."

After the Xuanming Sect disciple finished speaking, he went in to call people. After a moment, all the Xuanming Sect disciples were called out.

Ling Chenxiao looked at these disciples, frowning slightly. They were indeed not injured, and their figures were not very similar.

"Are these all the disciples of Xuanming Sect?" Ling Chenxiao asked. He did not see the young master of Xuanming Sect.

"These are all our disciples who are taking part in the competition." said a disciple of Xuanming Sect.

"Where is your young master?" Ling Chenxiao felt that there was something fishy about this matter.

"Young Master is not participating in the competition. He just came here to take a look. He is resting now!" said the disciple.

"Since I'm here, I should pay you a visit." Having said that, Ling Chenxiao went in to check regardless of any objections.

"Brother, our young master has already rested, please don't go too far!" A group of disciples from Xuanming Sect surrounded him and blocked Ling Chenxiao's retreat.

Anger was already evident on Ling Chenxiao's face. There was definitely something wrong with this young sect leader. If he had nothing to hide, why didn't he dare to come out and confront them?

"What are you arguing about?" A voice suddenly came, interrupting several disciples of Xuanming Sect.

"What happened? Why are you shouting and disturbing my rest?" Ling Chenxiao looked in the direction of the voice and saw the masked young master of Xuanming Sect, Shen Yifan, that day.

"Young Sect Master!" The disciples of Xuanming Sect breathed a sigh of relief when they saw their Young Sect Master returning.

The leading disciple quickly explained the whole story.

"Oh?"

Shen Yifan tilted his head, looked at Ling Chenxiao and said slowly:

"Now that I'm out, you've met the people, and the headcount has been counted, do you have any questions?"

Ling Chenxiao was not giving up. Although he had seen the man, he still didn't know whether he had any internal injuries.

"I heard that the young master will not participate in tomorrow's competition. I wonder if I can have the honor to spar with him."

"I think it's not necessary. My heart has been damaged since childhood, so I can't compare with you." Shen Yifan refused directly.

Ling Chenxiao's suspicion deepened: "Young Master, why don't you spar with me? Is it because you have internal injuries?"

"Since you want to spar with me, I'll spar with you for a few moves." Shen Yifan sighed, then made a gesture of invitation.

"Young Master!" The disciples of Xuanming Sect looked at him worriedly, and he waved his hand: "It's okay."

"Young Sect Master. I'm sorry!" Ling Chenxiao said, and then slapped him with his palm.

Shen Yifan did not dodge, but raised his hand and slapped Ling Chenxiao.

With his golden elixir cultivation and strong spiritual power, he didn't look like he had any internal injuries at all.

After just one palm strike, Ling Chenxiao retreated a few steps, but Shen Yifan did not move at all.

"Ahem, thanks for letting me."

Shen Yifan coughed a few times and covered his chest with his hand:

"My heart meridians have been damaged since childhood, so even though I have reached the Golden Core stage, my body is still not in good condition. I am sorry to have embarrassed you."

"Young Master, your health..." The leading disciple of Xuanming Sect became worried again.

"I'm fine." Shen Yifan coughed lightly and looked at Ling Chenxiao: "Do you have anything else?"

Ling Chenxiao saw that he had no signs of internal injuries and thought that he had recognized the wrong person.

But he still asked, "Did the Young Master go out today?"

"He's with me!" A pretty figure suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

"Young Sect Master, just tell him directly. There is no need to hide it. This is how our Hehuan Sect has always been."

Ling Chenxiao looked carefully and saw that it was Ye Mei'er.

Shen Yifan smiled and said, "I was just about to tell him that he was with Miss Ye during the day, but I didn't expect Miss Ye to come."

Ye Mei'er laughed softly, raised her hand and threw a hairband to Shen Yifan:

"Your things are left here with me. I'm here to return them to you."

Ling Chenxiao didn't want to stay any longer after seeing this. He bowed and said:

"Young Master, I was disrespectful today."

After saying that, Ling Chenxiao turned and headed towards Yuan Tianzong.

When Ye Meir saw Ling Chenxiao leaving, she glanced at Shen Yifan, then turned around and left.

Shen Yifan led the disciples of Xuanming Sect into the room and ordered, "Close the doors and windows."

After hearing this, the disciples followed suit.

Shen Yifan let out a sigh of relief when he saw that the doors and windows were closed.

"Young Master, you are back. If you hadn't come back, we wouldn't be able to stop him!" said the leading disciple.

Shen Yifan didn't say anything. He slowly took off the mask on his face and turned around.

The disciples of Xuanming Sect were immediately shocked: "Third... Third Young Master?"

"Yes, I am Shen Yibai!"

That's right! He is Shen Yibai! Not Shen Yifan!

After saying that, he slowly covered his chest. The wound from the palm strike just now must have burst open.

"Third Young Master! Young Sect Leader?" the disciple asked.

"Don't worry, he's in my room. He's injured and won't be back tonight. I'll take good care of him."

Shen Yibai thought for a moment and said, "You must keep his injury a secret. If you have anything to say, you must discuss it with me first."

The disciple asked, "What happened to Miss Ye just now?"

Shen Yibai: "I think he is here to help us out. I will inform the young master."

The Xuanming Sect and the Qisha Sect were already in collusion, so it was reasonable for her to come and help.

After hearing this, several disciples of Xuanming Sect nodded.

Now that the young master was injured, they lost their backbone.

Now that Shen Yibai is here, Shen Yibai is their backbone.

In addition, Shen Yibai was originally the young sect master's man, and everyone in the Xuanming Sect knew this.

Listening to him means listening to the young master.

After explaining some more things, Shen Yibai quietly returned to Wuxiang Peak.