“Wow, a magical treasure!” an ordinary disciple exclaimed with a look of envy. However, the appearance of the Chill Wood Ruler didn’t cause an uproar like the first few times. After all, there was no lack of children from well-off families. This was not the first time they had seen a magical treasure. They couldn’t be compared to the disciples from ordinary families, so there were only a few cries.

Looking at the Chill Wood Ruler in the hand of the youth with the scar, even from a distance, Zhao Jiuge could feel the coldness. Layers of silver haze had surrounded the youth with the scar, and a sense of danger surged in his heart. He was no longer the naive boy who had just started cultivating. Just looking at the ruler, he could see that it was extraordinary.

The thing Zhao Jiuge was most worried about had finally appeared. Even though his cultivation was weaker, he was still confident in a fight using spirit force and spells. However, he had entered the cultivation world on his own and had no backing. The youth with the scar had been pushed to a path of no retreat, so he had used...