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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 754: Ten Guardian Spirits, Heavenly Emperor Level Power of Faith

The disciples continued to squander their points.

Some bought spells, some acquired spiritual artifacts, and others purchased protective robes or soft armor.

There were even those who secured elixirs.

And yes, there were even auxiliary cultivation methods!

Of course, the higher the grade of the items in the Sect's Marketplace, the more expensive they were, especially those at the level of spiritual treasures, which could cost tens of thousands of points apiece.

For the average disciple, that was too expensive!

"In my view, the Sect's Marketplace is what Elder Gong had suggested before—a Points Hall where disciples can exchange various items with their points. No wonder they say it's like a marketplace,"

said a disciple.

"I want to buy a Dao companion, but unfortunately, there's none for sale in the Sect's Marketplace, sigh!"

Some disciples joked around, being cheeky.

"Your idea is very dangerous!" another disciple said giggling, winking and gesturing playfully.