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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 · Ost
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Chapter 333: Rewards of the Last Two Layers, Purple Qi from the East

Thousands of miles felt somewhat distant to Mo Ying.

After journeying with stops and starts, two days later, she finally returned to the Misty Sect, and found Ye Feng planting trees on the summit of Misty Peak.

"Sect Leader, I have returned," Mo Ying greeted with a fist and palm salute.

"Mm, good to have you back... Where's the metal orb I gave you?" Ye Feng asked.

"I left it with a very important relative of mine, akin to my grandmother. Should she find herself in danger, she would likely crush the orb," Mo Ying hadn't expected Ye Feng to know the whereabouts of the orb, and she was immediately taken aback.

"Ah, I see, so it seems you went home to visit your family," Ye Feng nodded slightly.

"Yes," Mo Ying nodded in assent.

"Go attend to your matters first!" Ye Feng said, ready to continue planting with his hoe in hand.

"Sect Leader, what kind of trees are these?" Mo Ying inquired, observing the many uniquely shaped saplings already planted around the summit of Misty Peak.