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 toward the source of the noise and discovered it was connected to a narrow alley off the main road.


The alley was about three feet wide with almost no pedestrians.


A few meters from the mouth of the alley, a girl was being punched and kicked by five young thugs. One of the thugs' hands was being fiercely bitten by the girl, who refused to let go.


"Ah! Stop her! If this continues, she's going to bite my hand off."


The thug whose wrist was bitten cried out in pain.


The other four thugs continued to punch and kick the girl viciously, creating dull thudding sounds. If this had continued, they might have killed her.


Ye Feng could no longer stand by and shouted angrily.


The few thugs were startled at once, and then turned their attention to the elegant and extraordinary Ye Feng, and finally, their gaze settled on the pouch of silver at his waist.


Chapter 1065: Let Go of That Girl