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

Yu Jie saw Ye Feng collapsed on the ground, her expression changed drastically, she hurriedly helped him up, entered an empty courtyard, placed him on the bed, and took care of him.


The Big Yellow Dog tied at the entrance of the courtyard kept barking as if it had sniffed an unusual scent; intelligence flickered in those canine eyes as if a divine light shone within.


Ye Feng rubbed his temples and slapped his groggy head awake finally coming to on the bed.


Bamboo walls, exquisite handmade pendants, and a wind chime on the windowsill making pleasant sounds with the breeze.


And... pink bed sheets and a silk quilt.


All these indicated that this place belonged to a woman.


"Is this Yu Jie's room? How long have I slept? Also, did Yu Jie sleep with me?" Ye Feng patted his head thinking about these strange questions.


Chapter 1066: Yu Jie, Power of Reality