A piece of perilla leaf

As a member of the Hengshan Sect, Zhao Rong's desire to straighten out the workplace grew ever stronger.
As the saying goes, the martial world is slippery, and people's hearts are complicated.
When it comes to art, our Hengshan Sect is crowded with big shots, the sound of Xiaoxiang's night rain, the study of Guangling San, making quite the noise.
But when it comes to combat strength, who can boast about their DPS(damage per second)?
Even Shangguan Yun, who could be laid out in a second by the demonic sect’s elders, had something to say, "I've been part of a raid against a world Boss, what achievements do you from Mount Heng have?"
"Mr. Yue's sister store from next door is behind in management mode, it needs to align with Alliance Hierarch's five-year plan."
"The direction must be clear."
"We need to focus on combat strength, we need to develop the guild!"
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Hengshan Sect's Strongest Sword Cultivator

The sun rose, and its warm rays shone down.


Zhao Rong caught the precious sword that Qiu Mengyin lightly tossed to him; as the scabbard touched his palm, a chill spread through it.


The gap between hilt and scabbard was but three parts, revealing the gleaming white blade. Sunlight poured over it, making the blade's light suddenly brilliant and crystal clear, which dazzled Zhao Rong's eyes, his gaze as deep as two pools of lush green, like waves beside a lake, merging into one body of Autumn Water.


The sun rose over the east mountain, verdant and lush, the sky filled with boundless white Autumn Water.


Zhao, delighted, exclaimed as he drew the sword from its sheath amid the crisp sound of flowing water.


His spirit soaring, he leapt onto a larger boulder and brandished the sword.


Chapter 106: Eldest Senior Brother Arrives (8.536k!)