Possessed by my father, I was reborn and became the supreme ruler.

Just as Ye Yunjian was trying to get a clearer view, several figures appeared from other passages in the maze.

They were dressed in the attire of different sects, and their sharp eyes made it clear at a glance that they were cultivators from other sects.

"You brat from the Xuanhuo Sect, you actually want to keep the secret treasure for yourself!" A cultivator in a blue robe pointed at Ye Yunjian, his tone full of hostility.

Other cultivators also gathered around.

“We didn’t intend to keep the treasure for ourselves,” Ye Yunjian explained. “We were just exploring this cave.”

"Hmph, who would believe your nonsense!" another cultivator sneered. "The treasure is right before your eyes, how could you not be tempted?"

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, with both sides at a stalemate.

Elder Feng stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Our Xuanhuo Sect acts with integrity and will never keep the treasure to ourselves. Once we have investigated the origin and purpose of this treasure, we will share it with all other sects."

Despite Elder Feng's assurances, the other cultivators remained skeptical, keeping a close eye on Ye Yunjian and the others, fearing they might suddenly seize the treasure.

Just then, the Demon Desert Wolf suddenly let out a deafening roar. It arched its body, its fur stood on end, and its scarlet eyes stared intently at the crowd, as if it were ready to attack at any moment.

The howls of the demonic desert wolves echoed through the cave, making people's eardrums ache. Some timid cultivators involuntarily took a few steps back.

Some cultivators were intimidated by the aura of the Demon Desert Wolf and hesitated whether to continue.

However, some cultivators were unwilling to give up. They believed that the treasure was within reach, and that they could gain great benefits by taking the risk.

Looking at the demonic desert wolf before him, Ye Yunjian had a vague feeling that it didn't intend to attack them, but was protecting something.

He recalled that the Demon Desert Wolf had been staring at the direction of the treasure fragment, and a bold guess came to his mind—perhaps, the Demon Desert Wolf was guarding this fragment!

He wanted to find a peaceful solution that would allow him to obtain the secret treasure while avoiding conflict with the Demon Desert Wolf.

Ye Yunjian took a deep breath and slowly walked towards the Demon Desert Wolf...

"I think there might be some misunderstanding between us."

Ye Yunjian slowly walked towards the Demon Desert Wolf, taking each step with extreme caution, as if treading on thin ice.

He could feel the tense breathing of the cultivators around him and their greedy gazes, but he ignored them, his attention focused entirely on the demonic desert wolf in front of him.

He extended his right hand, palm up, releasing a gentle spiritual energy that flowed towards the Demon Desert Wolf like a trickle.

This spiritual energy contained a sense of friendliness and reassurance, attempting to establish a bridge of communication with the Demon Desert Wolf.

The surrounding cultivators held their breath; they had never seen anyone dare to get so close to the Demon Desert Wolf, let alone communicate with it using spiritual power.

In their view, this was tantamount to courting death.

The Demon Desert Wolf's scarlet eyes were fixed on Ye Yunjian. It could sense the goodwill contained in this spiritual power, which was completely different from the greedy and murderous cultivators it had encountered before.

It stopped roaring and instead watched Ye Yunjian quietly, as if it were pondering something.

Elder Feng was filled with satisfaction as he watched Ye Yunjian's actions.

He knew that Ye Yunjian was not acting rashly, but rather had his own judgment and plan.

This young disciple repeatedly demonstrated his wisdom and courage, showing him the future and hope of the Xuanhuo Sect.

Ye Yunjian approached the place guarded by the Demon Desert Wolf step by step. He could feel a powerful force permeating the air, making it difficult for him to breathe.

When he finally reached the Demon Desert Wolf, he saw the secret treasure—a demon crystal radiating dazzling golden light. It lay there quietly, like a sleeping star, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.

The air around the demon crystal distorted slightly, as if it contained enormous spiritual energy, waiting to be released.

Ye Yunjian was shocked by this power. He didn't know what to do with the demon crystal. Should he take it away or leave it here?

Just then, the Demon Desert Wolf suddenly let out a low whimper, and it once again stared warily at the surrounding cultivators, as if it sensed a threat.

The cultivators were also eager to act, their greedy eyes fixed on the demon crystal, as if they were ready to snatch it at any moment.

Ye Yunjian was caught in a dilemma; he knew that a struggle was inevitable...

"Don't move!" Ye Yunjian suddenly shouted, his voice full of authority.

"Don't move!" Ye Yunjian shouted, his voice echoing like thunder in the silent cave.

Although his voice was young, it contained an undeniable air of authority.

The restless cultivators around him were startled by his sudden shout and involuntarily stopped moving.

Their greedy eyes remained fixed on the demonic crystal that radiated dazzling golden light, like hungry wolves eyeing their prey.

The air was filled with tension, like a taut string that could break at any moment.

Ye Yunjian felt several burning gazes behind him. They exchanged glances and communicated silently, as if they were plotting something.

Ye Yunjian glanced back at Elder Feng and Meng Chuxi without changing his expression; the two of them were also ready for battle.

Elder Feng's hair and beard stood on end, his eyes were like torches, and he gripped his staff tightly in his hand; Meng Chuxi drew the long sword from his waist, the blade gleaming with a cold light, reflecting on his resolute face.

The demon wolf guarding the demon crystal let out a low whimper. It warily stared at the cultivators around it, growling in its throat, warning them not to act rashly.

The Desert Wolf's fur stood on end like steel needles, and its sharp claws scraped against the ground, making a piercing sound, as if it were ready to pounce on its enemy at any moment.

Ye Yunjian's heart was in turmoil. He knew the importance of this demon crystal. If it fell into the hands of someone with ill intentions, the consequences would be unimaginable.

However, if I were to take it away myself, it would inevitably cause a bloodbath.

He stared at the dazzling demonic crystal before him, torn between his inner turmoil and an inability to make a decision.

Just then, a soft hand gently rested on his shoulder, and a faint fragrance wafted into his nostrils.

Ye Yunjian turned his head and saw that it was Lan Xuan.

Lan Xuan looked at him tenderly and said softly, "Yun Jian." Her voice was like a clear spring, flowing into Ye Yun Jian's heart, making him feel a sense of warmth and comfort.

Ye Yunjian took a deep breath, his eyes gradually hardening.

He glanced at the menacing cultivators around him and made his decision.

He slowly reached out his hand and walked towards the demon crystal...

"Ye Yunjian! What do you want to do?!" A sharp voice suddenly rang out, breaking the silence in the cave.

Just when everyone thought a great battle was about to break out, Meng Chuxi suddenly stood up, his voice loud and clear: "The ownership of this demon crystal should be decided by the Demon Desert Wolf, which is the guardian of this place." Upon hearing this, the other cultivators were stunned.