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

Then, everyone's faces showed a hint of weirdness as they covered their lips with their hands, starting to laugh.


The Nameless Sword Manual was actually the Void Beast's toilet paper?


But quickly, disciples like Wang Ping'an, Long Tianxing, and Huo Yunjie, who had once handled the Nameless Sword Manual, changed their expressions dramatically and rushed to the riverside, washing their hands vigorously.


The Void Beast yawned, leisurely swishing its tail and waved at the Three-legged Golden Toad.


The Three-legged Golden Toad immediately understood, took about a dozen dark gold papers, and handed them over to Ye Feng, "Here, one for each person."


The corner of Ye Feng's mouth twitched.


You're giving me toilet paper, what's the meaning of this?


The Three-legged Golden Toad, seemingly noticing Ye Feng's concerns, said solemnly:


Chapter 1013: Tomb of the Mad Sword Saint