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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?"

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Chapter 87: The First Sect to Skip a Grade

"The disciples of the Misty Sect are formidable. There's no question they'll be promoted to a high-ranked sect," a steward from the City Lord's Mansion said.

"Absolutely, our visit this time is just a formality," another steward muttered. "After all, which sect with a chosen one wouldn't be granted the promotion to high rank?"

At that moment, Steward Zhou nodded and spoke, "The Misty Sect has already mastered ten first-grade spells. Next up is the assessment for the second-grade spells. Please begin!"

"Let me do it."

Jia Yulan stepped forward, her hands forming seals, her body radiating a spiritual light that transformed into countless pink petals.

Under the astonished gazes of the onlookers, the petals interwove to form a bird carrying Jia Yulan aloft. She soared high in the sky, circling gracefully. The petal wings flapped, giving one the impression they could cleave through mountains.