Lin Qian's promise made Lei Qian somewhat skeptical.
Currently, of the six people who had the spots to go to the ancient relic, apart from Lin Qian, the other five were top-ranked inner sect powerhouses.
So far, no fewer than a hundred disciples had attempted to challenge these five, hoping to seize the spots for the ancient relic.
These hundred people were all at the Ninth Level of the Nirvana Realm, and some had hidden strengths, intending to shine spectacularly.
However, all those who challenged them failed, without a single success.
Lei Qian knew that while his strength was not bad within the inner sect, he was only ranked tenth. Hoping to challenge those top five guys was simply unrealistic.
Especially the person ranked first, it was like an insurmountable mountain, suppressing all the inner sect disciples.
"If it's Lin Qian, he might be able to defeat him." Returning to his room, Lei Qian stood in front of the wooden tub prepared by the maid, pondering silently.
