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

Tang Ying'e brought a package containing the yin and yang registers organized by the Songshan Sect, along with the gem-studded banner of the Five Mountains Alliance Leader.  


Zhao Rong motioned to the seat across from him.  


Tang Ying'e hurriedly waved his hands: "I dare not, I dare not."  


He poured Zhao Rong wine with sincere trepidation, standing on the side.  


Tang Ying'e said: "Zuo spoke at length to me last night, he said that today if Songshan is defeated, our sect's survival rests upon a single thought of the Sword God, and warned me against any presumptuousness."  


After hearing this, Zhao Rong drained a cup of wine.  


"How could Zuo manage to arrange everything so meticulously for the aftermath?"  


Tang Ying'e shot him a glance, then quickly averted his gaze:  


"The most difficult opponent to overcome is the unknown."  


Chapter 190: Since Ancient Times, Everything Flows Eastward Like Water_3