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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 · Oriental
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Chapter 350 The Identity of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect Master

Chu Yun'er looked at "Bi Lian'er."

She felt the girl's gaze upon her was becoming increasingly bold and brazen, and couldn't help but blush.

"Disciple, what are you doing? Why are you staring at your master like that? Is there a flower on my face by any chance?"

Chu Yun'er said softly.

Her voice was gentle, making the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch itch with desire, wishing he could immediately make her his Dao companion.

Ye Feng watched the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch flirt, remaining silent.

He felt this guy was likely up to no good.

"Master, let me give you a back massage!" In response to Chu Yun'er's question, the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch chose to deflect rather than answer.

"A back massage? But you still need to cultivate." Chu Yun'er slightly furrowed her brows, "By the way, have you used up all the Spirit Eye Liquid that the Elder gave you before?"