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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 44 Wuxuan Pavilion, Being Followed

"Bang."

Ye Feng threw all the Croc-Chicken Beast claws onto the wooden table, causing the surface to bend under the weight.

"All Croc-Chicken Beast claws, eh? One pair of Middle Rank Demon Soldier Level, fourteen pairs of Lower Rank Demon Soldier Level, let me do the math... A pair of Middle Rank Demon Soldier Level claws for five Spirit Stones, a pair of Lower Rank Demon Soldier Level claws for two Spirit Stones, totaling thirty-three Spirit Stones."

The Store Owner of Wuxuan Pavilion took out an abacus, calculated on the spot, and then announced the result.

Hearing the amount of over thirty Spirit Stones, Ye Feng felt a bit surprised and said, "Not bad."

Having said that, he placed the seven Tree Demon Cores on the table, each emitting a faint green Spiritual Light.

"Six Middle Rank Demon Soldier Level Tree Demon Cores, one High-Rank Demon Soldier Level Tree Demon Core... Tsk, that's no small sum!"