Yan Zijing couldn’t be bothered by the humiliation because his sect gave him a mission to get an invitation. When he began to crawl through the hole, Yan Zijing turned around to see that Lin Yun was still standing on the field. This scene of Lin Yun being so aloof made him feel more annoyed, and it didn’t take long until Lin Yun was the only one left standing.

“Miss, that person hasn’t moved.” The maid said while pointing at Lin Yun with the whip.

“Hmph. I like to deal with tough bones like him the most. If he doesn’t crawl, then I won’t let him even enter my doors, not to mention obtaining an invitation!” The little miss of the Feng Clan spoke with her eyes squinted. She looked adorable when she smiled, but her thoughts were vile and disgusting.

Without any warning, Lin Yun soared into the sky while crimson saint runes bloomed in the Azure Dragon Seal. With a physique comparable to a saint artifact, Lin Yun...