Just as Ye Tianfan was reminiscing about Qin Ruomeng, a few mysterious figures arrived at the cave of the Demon Wolf Beast Group where he had previously taken shelter from the rain.

"Someone actually disrupted our plans!" one of the figures in a black robe said.

A middle-aged man who had been listening attentively next to the robed figure chimed in, "Please, Divine Envoy, don't be angry. Leave this matter to me. I promise to find out who exactly sabotaged our plans and will give the divine being a satisfactory explanation."

When the middle-aged man mentioned the word "divine" his voice suddenly lowered. The figure in the cloak shivered upon hearing this and said with a hint of fear, "You know the temper of the divine. I haven't reported this yet, but it doesn't mean we're safe. Once the divine asks about this and realizes we screwed up, not only will I be doomed, but so will you, including your family. Do you understand?"

Another relatively younger-looking person felt indignant upon hearing this and said, "We originally agreed to rotate weekly shifts. This week was your group's turn to guard this place, so fundamentally it's your responsibility. Why should our family bear the consequences?"

"Shut up!" the middle-aged man slapped the young person down, shouting loudly, "It's not your place to speak!"

The middle-aged man then turned carefully towards the robed man, smiling obsequiously, "Divine Envoy, the child misspoke and offended you. Please forgive him. I'll send compensation to your residence later. What do you think?"

The robed man looked at the middle-aged man with cold eyes, and just as the latter was filled with apprehension, he struck with a hand like a knife, emitting Sword Qi and severing the young man's arm.

"If you can't speak properly, you'll have to learn. Consider this a lesson. Send triple the compensation to me soon, or else I'll give him another lesson." After saying this, the robed man flicked his sleeve and left the cave.

It was only then that the young man realized his arm was gone, followed by intense pain.

"Ah!" the young man screamed intensely.

The middle-aged man, hearing the young man's cries, clenched his fists and looked at the robed man's retreating figure with eyes that carried a hint of murder.

"Why scream? Didn't I tell you not to interrupt before we came here? Ugh!" The middle-aged man knew that now was not the time for their family to part ways with this mysterious sect, so they had to endure it. However, seeing his nephew's arm severed by the robed Divine Envoy, his heart was filled with immense anger.

Nonetheless, the middle-aged man went forward to help the young man up, intending to bring him back to their family's camp.

But as the middle-aged man was supporting the young man to the cave entrance, he discovered the robed Divine Envoy hadn't left but was waiting at the entrance.

The middle-aged man quickly moved the young man to the side, letting him sit and wait, then cautiously ran over to the Divine Envoy and asked respectfully, "Does Divine Envoy have any further instructions?"

"Earlier, an interruption made me forget to tell you: you have one week, until the end of the Red Moon period, to find out who disrupted our plan. Otherwise, I will have to report to the divine. At that time, although my chances of survival aren't high, there is still a chance. You on the other hand will have none. Do you understand?" the robed Divine Envoy said ominously. In actuality, he didn't reveal that he had a way to survive. As long as he offered up that item, he would be spared this punishment, but there was no need to tell this to the lackey in front of him. After all, that item was his very foundation.

"Yes! We will definitely find out who disrupted our plans before the Ancient Wilderness Red Moon period ends," the middle-aged man said, sweating nervously. With less than a week's time, and considering the vastness of the entire Ancient Wilderness, how could it be possible to find out who it was? It seemed their family's plans needed to be advanced.

"Hmm, I've waited so long for you here, and you came out so slowly. Send even more compensation to me later. I'm leaving now!" This time the robed Divine Envoy actually flicked his sleeve, then conjured a disc-like Magical Treasure, flew up, and left.

The middle-aged man gazed deeply at the robed Divine Envoy's back, then turned to help the young man up and said to him, "You still haven't learned to endure. It's not that we want to take full blame, but we've no choice but to bear this burden. In the Cultivation World, weakness is the original sin! I hope you will carry the family's responsibilities in the future and not act impulsively."

"Uncle, rest assured, I will never act like this again. I will take the family's cause as my own and eliminate whoever threatens it," the young man promised, gritting his teeth against the excruciating pain.

Satisfied by what he saw, the middle-aged man nodded. Although the young man lost an arm, he matured. Furthermore, arms can be reattached. When the time comes, they can hire a Medical Cultivator at some cost to heal and reattach the arm without issue.

Meanwhile, after waking up, Ye Tianfan had breakfast and went out to stroll. He couldn't stay cooped up in his room for the entire week. Besides, during the Red Moon period, cultivation wasn't safe as it would also lead to unstable Spiritual Qi, increasing the risk of going berserk during cultivation.

Thus, Ye Tianfan went out to walk around.

Just as Ye Tianfan was passing by a stall, a voice suddenly came from behind, carrying a sense of urgency, "Young brother, your head is covered in dark clouds, your forehead darkened, and your face carries an aura of death; something major is amiss!"

Ye Tianfan chuckled upon hearing this. He didn't expect conmen like this to still exist in this world, likely enough to fool the average person. However, the man didn't know that Ye Tianfan was a Cultivator. Having nothing better to do, Ye Tianfan decided to play along!

Ye Tianfan turned around to look at the speaker and saw an elderly man with white hair, a serene face, and a certain fairy-like demeanor of an enlightened master. On first impression, it was hardly possible to consider him a swindler.

But Ye Tianfan knew that demeanor was all for show. Some people reveal their true selves with just a slight scare.

"Aura of death on my face? Then tell me, how can I have an aura of death?" Ye Tianfan plopped down in front of the old man's stall, smiling as he asked.

"Though your forehead is full and your chin broad, suggesting you come from a prominent family, correct?" The old man looked Ye Tianfan over carefully, stroked his beard, and said.

"Indeed, I come from a big family, but how does that relate to the supposed aura of death you mentioned?" Ye Tianfan nodded, impressed. This old man had some skills.

"Young brother, don't be impatient. Have you heard the phrase 'the secrets of the heavens must not be revealed'?" the old man said mysteriously.

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