Burning Fist Carlo sighed, seemingly reminiscing about something.
"The mere first layer has already brought substantial inheritance and benefits to our school. Regardless of the intrinsic value of those items infused with a fearful aura, they have been more than worth it just for the training of our disciples' will. Over these nine years, the success rate of our new generation of disciples has visibly increased, frequently achieving excellent results in leagues..."
Blood Hand Vincent shook his head and continued.
"I really wonder what kind of treasures lie in the final layer of that Relic? If I don't see it with my own eyes before I die, I won't rest in peace..."
After expressing these sentiments, the two made their way toward the distant woods.
Soon, they arrived next to the Yellow Cedar Forest.
As they approached quite close, both their footsteps suddenly stopped.
