Chaotic Winter Melon Essence

"Sect Master Uncle is just a mortal, who just happens to have his own 'billion' interpretations of various spells."
Atop Misty Peak, the sect's senior disciple was educating the new beginners.
At that moment, Sect Leader Ye Feng, holding a blade of grass, waved it gently, and a fierce Sword Qi split the sky in two, revealing a dark spatial rift that was difficult to heal, frightening the gods above.
The new disciple pointed at the sky, shocked, "And you told me the Sect Leader is just a mortal?"

The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

"Is this still a little girl of just a few years old?"


Many cultivators couldn't help but swallow their saliva, feeling that even if they went all out, they wouldn't be able to withstand a single finger from Xia Wenwen.


"Wenwen is indeed our Misty Sect's Fourth Generation Senior Sister. Today's sect entrance examination will be overseen by her."


Upon hearing this, the corners of everyone's mouths twitched.


"If people find out I can't even defeat a little girl of a few years, how can I show my face in public anymore?"


Many elite prospects wanted to cry without tears.


At this time, Gong Qingqiu looked around, her Divine Sense detected the cultivation levels of these tens of thousands of prospects and found that only a few dozen people had reached the first layer of the Spirit Sea Realm and were qualified to fight Xia Wenwen.


Chapter 889: Zhou Teng and Ke Anqing, The Pride of Jiaoyang Ancient Saint