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

Xiang Wentian refrained from further discussion, aware that the Sect Hierarch was still arranging the antidote for the Three Corpses Brain God Elixir.


Voices of discussion emanated once more from inside the house.


Soon after, Ping Yizhi's wife returned, and the husband and wife took over the tasks previously done by the Holy Maiden, pounding medicines in the courtyard.


Outside the tile-roofed house, the night grew deeper, and the sounds of insects louder.


At this moment, the moonlight was nothing like the night of the great battle at Taishi Mountain, but the sky was clear, unobscured by clouds.


The moonlight mingled with starlight, casting a hazy, misty veil over the mountain scenery, making distant paths indistinguishable. However, as they walked up the mountain, the sound of the stream was clearly audible.


Zhao Rong followed Ren Yingying's pace, walking no more than half a mile along the mountain trail. 


Chapter 192: Blossoms and Greenery_3