Xiao Chen cleanly wiped out seven cultivators, prompting loud cheers from everyone, old and young alike, atop Mount Hua.
However, amidst these raucous cheers, the anxious and fearful voice of Chen Fang still clearly reached Xiao Chen's ears. Chen Fang's face was etched with worry and fear.
"The jade bracelet I personally gave to Ruoshui..." Xiao Chen turned his head and saw, not far from him, a young man, dressed in snow-white and appearing gallant, standing by the side of the older cultivator, projecting an elegant aura.
On his left wrist, a Purple Jade Bracelet shone brilliantly. It was as if purple waves were flowing on his arm. Although it was half-concealed by his sleeve, the purple radiance still rippled out, surng his white garment with a bewitching dreamlike color, as if a small mysterious world had enveloped that place.
Anyone who looked at it would know it was a treasure, absolutely made from the most exquisite jade marrow, and definitely the cream of the crop.
