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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 595: Deduction of the Art of Clone, That Is Sect Master Ye

"Sect Master Ye, what are you doing here?" Multitreasure Daoist scrutinized Ye Feng and, upon noticing the Purple Bamboo Order in his hand, his pupils shrank, "Hiss! That's actually the Identity Token of Yuzhu!"

Ye Feng hurriedly tucked away the Purple Bamboo Order.

"I've met with Yuzhu. Now, I'm heading to the Scripture Pavilion in Holy City. Could fellow Daoist Multitreasure perhaps show me the way?"

"You're going to the Scripture Pavilion? I'm heading there too, on the same path!"

"So... shall we go together?"

"That's exactly what I was thinking!"

In just a few words, the two had teamed up and flew together toward the Holy City Scripture Pavilion, thousands of miles away.

Along the way, Multitreasure Daoist was very enthusiastic, asking questions about every little thing, which somewhat annoyed Ye Feng.

"This guy must have seen that I have the Identity Token of Yuzhu and thinks I have a good relationship with Yuzhu. He's intentionally trying to make a connection..."