Furious
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Nine Yin Mountain was a mountain not far from Jiang City. It belonged to the sect, the Nine Yin Sect.
On this day, at the foot of the mountain, the air distorted as a figure in a black trench coat slowly crawled out.
"Cough cough cough…"
He coughed violently several times, and a trace of blood seeped out of the corner of his mouth. His face was pale and colorless, and he looked especially weak.
"Are these damned bastards from the Demon Sect crazy? Why do they follow me wherever I go? Moreover, they attack me whenever they see me and even try to kill me."
"If not for the fact that I, Xiao Bei, has yet to recover to my peak strength, how could I have been chased around like this by them? It's as if I'm a dragon swimming in the shallows while getting mocked by shrimps."
"The day I return to the Martial Monarch Realm will be the day I destroy your Demon Sect."