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

Ye Feng looked down at the fleeing disciples of the Wind-Fire Holy Sect and shook his head helplessly.


Had it been the Misty Sect, the disciples would never have run; they'd have been willing to share the Sect's fate.


But the disciples of the Wind-Fire Holy Sect were different.


All it took was a shout from Long Tianxing, and even the powerful Quasi-Saints immediately swore poisonous oaths before fleeing, not daring to take with them the treasures belonging to the Wind-Fire Holy Sect for fear of being hunted down by Ye Feng.


Within the Wind-Fire Holy Sect, only Ye Feng, Qiao Jiaxi, Wang Ping'an, and Long Tianxing remained.


Ye Feng instructed the three disciples, looking at them.


The three of them, excited and arm in arm, walked through the Wind-Fire Holy Sect with an indifferent swagger, dumping everything that could be taken into storage rings.


Chapter 1036: Nantian Sword Sect, Sword Saint Yue Xi