Changhong Valley, a secluded and enclosed cave.
An enchanting female voice drifted in from a distance, carrying with it the distinctive echoes of the elongated tunnel:
"Why are you being so cautious? Even if Qin Mo has broken through, he's just a mere Seventh Grade."
"Heh... cautious?" A leisurely chuckle rang out, a brisk male voice responded: "Do I seem cautious? I feel like I am already quite bold."
"Qin Mo left this place two days ago."
"A Seventh Grade is indeed not worth noting, but Yu Lan, guess why this kid found his way here as soon as he entered Changhong Valley?"
"You mean... the Soul Ring?"
"Mm, I suspect the Soul Ring is in this boy's hands; even with a map he wouldn't have come straight here so decisively. There's a high chance someone is guiding him in real time."
The cave stretched long and narrow, accompanied by their voices, two sets of soft footsteps approached from afar.
