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!"
……

Hengshan Sect's Strongest Sword Cultivator

    The sky was overcast with dark clouds, and thunder rumbled, followed by a downpour.


    The raindrops were as big as soybeans, clattering loudly against the dry tiles atop the central hall of the Wen Family.


    Yet inside the hall, there was a bizarre moment of silence.


    The Diancang Elder's voice was not loud, yet it carried an unsettling confidence.


    His face was flushed as though scorched by fire, with his white hair and beard fluttering as if swept by a strong gust of air.


    That calm demeanor, if not an act of masterful performance, did not seem like that of a person trapped in peril.


    A short and skinny elderly man in a straw coat stood hesitantly, his steps uncertain.


    Seeing this, the Diancang Elder's eyes shifted from calm to piercing, adding a glint of fire, and his words suddenly turned sharp!


Episode Nine: Diancang's Eagle (9)