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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 95: Terrifying Talent, Wanting to Cry but No Tears

"Such a healing smile."

Mo Ying was also snatching food, but her movements were clean and efficient, exuding the unique style and charm of a sword cultivator. Her gaze casually drifted and noticed Yan Ruyu's smile, inexplicably finding her mood much improved.

"Ru Yu, aren't you eating?" Jia Yulan had already eaten, so she didn't snatch any food.

Yan Ruyu looked at her fellow disciples devouring their food and shook her head, pointing to a bowl of water on the table, "I just need to drink water."

Long Tianxing immediately looked up, "Is she that easy to satisfy?"

Ye Feng gently slapped Long Tianxing on the head and said, "It must be water that contains spiritual energy, because Ru Yu has a special physique, which is quite different from the rest of you."

"A special physique?"

The disciples' food-scooping motions stiffened.