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The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

"Sect Master Uncle is just a mortal, who just happens to have his own 'billion' interpretations of various spells." Atop Misty Peak, the sect's senior disciple was educating the new beginners. At that moment, Sect Leader Ye Feng, holding a blade of grass, waved it gently, and a fierce Sword Qi split the sky in two, revealing a dark spatial rift that was difficult to heal, frightening the gods above. The new disciple pointed at the sky, shocked, "And you told me the Sect Leader is just a mortal?"

Chaotic Winter Melon Essence · Eastern
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Chapter 35 The Effects of a Lower Grade Cultivation Pill

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"Strange, is it an illusion?"

Ye Feng scratched his head, a bit puzzled.

Although Mo Ying moved quickly and it was night with weak lighting, he still had his Spirit Eyes activated, which meant his vision was far superior to that of an ordinary person.

He had clearly seen that the lower half of Mo Ying's face differed greatly from before, as if all the signs of corrosion had vanished.

As for the contours of the face, they seemed about the same.

"What's there to hide?"

Ye Feng scratched his head, feeling a bit strange.

If her face had healed, shouldn't she be happy?

If he were Mo Ying and his originally unsightly face suddenly improved, he would definitely show it off boldly rather than skulk around, acting like a thief.

Ye Feng didn't think much of it anymore and instead looked at the Spirit Origin Clock, considering how to deal with the Tree Demon Soul Body trapped inside.