Hair Styling

After laying a Concealing Formation, Mo Tiange, who was hidden inside the formation, stared at the Jade Slip in her hand and let out a sigh.

She felt she had become even more cold-blooded with the passage of time. She recalled that when she was a child, she always liked to read in the Ancestral Hall's library. At the time, she really admired those heroes written about in the books - sword-wielding heroes who were outstanding at martial arts and roamed the world. Now, she was already a cultivator, yet she found that she couldn't even compare to the river and lake heroes in the secular world.

Maybe it could be said that this was the iron law of the cultivation world. There were only Immortals, not heroes; there was only a little justice left, but interests were everlasting.