The disciple was not reconciled with his failure, and when he saw Lu Yin’s group walking over, he thought that they wanted to snatch the arrow that he was after. Without thinking, he grabbed it again. Another wail rang out, and this time, the arrow did not merely burn his hands, and even his hair was scorched by the arrow’s scalding temperature. 

Peach laughed. 

That disciple snorted and stood up. He then moved over to the side and stared at Lu Yin in a provocative manner, as if waiting for Lu Yin to make a fool of himself. 

Gong Chou smiled and shook his head. Naturally, Lu Yin could easily grab this arrow with his strength. 

Suddenly, the fiery red arrow trembled and flew into the distance, where it landed in the hands of another Neo-Vestige Sect disciple. 

The crowd looked over, stunned, as it was actually someone they were familiar with: Shao Ziyu.

Shao Ziyu looked at Lu Yin’s group with glee while toying with the arrow in his hands. “Sorry, everyone. This divine arrow selected its owner, and I managed to get it a little quicker.”

Gong Chou did not speak.

Peach was furious. “Lucky bastard.”

Shao Ziyu sneered, “I heard that the Sect Leader has allowed you guys to select five arrows, so I suggest that you guys select them from the foot of the mountain. Otherwise, you won’t be able to make it out alive.”

“You dare to threaten us?” Peach was furious.

Gong Chou stepped...