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

Sect Leader of Hundred Medicine Sect led the way.  


The dumb crone and Elder Shi Gongyin led disciples to flank them, while the charcoal burner who'd once poked around for mountain chickens and dragged a donkey laden with charcoal now held the reins and led horses.  


As fierce as they had been when attempting to assassinate Zhao Rong on the bee wine carriage, they now appeared just as wretched.  


The friends of Hundred Medicine Sect, who had lent a hand, now became witnesses against them.  


All the plans laid out during the banquets, and all the strategies discussed amongst the murmuring crowd, amounted to idle talk.  


They hadn't even entered the Medicine Valley yet.  


With a casual swing of his sword, the Sword God of Xiaoxiang made Hundred Medicine Sect feel utterly invincible.  


The grand banquet had now dissipated, leaving only a lesser feast of accompanying wines.  


Chapter 166: The Pine Wind of Thousand Ravines! (8.199k)