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, what's wrong with you?" Yu Jie noticed that Ye Feng seemed to be lost in thought and hurriedly waved her hand in front of him.


"Ah!" Ye Feng came back to his senses, "Nothing, I just thought your hand looks really beautiful, as if it contains some magic."


Back when they were in Mortal City, Yu Jie had grabbed his hand and shouted for him to run outside to take refuge.


At that time, he had no power to resist.


Now that he thought about it, Ye Feng understood that it was because Yu Jie's hands contained the Power of Reality, like some kind of magic, that kept him still and made him involuntarily follow her out of the city.


Hearing Ye Feng's words, Yu Jie was taken aback.


She tilted her head, thought for a moment, and said,


"Now that I think about it, my hands really are quite interesting. Whenever I focus on doing something, I can do it very well, it really does seem like magic."


Chapter 1067: An Ordinary Life