Commanding Wind and Cloud
This was the era that belonged to various powerful bloodline warriors, the fervorous era where magic powers and warrior powers were the deciding factors of dominance! With endless ardor and unstoppable courage, a grassroot nobody could also shine and live like a boss! --------------------------------------------------------- Our Patreon Page is now active! If you love the book, please support us and become a patron! You will get more chapters, and our team will be forever grateful! Link: https://www.patreon.com/CWAC
Saint, Unbreakable Back!
Editor: EbonyFrost
Yi looked at Marc Gavin with envy as he murmured, "What about crying for three days? If I can become a Saint Warrior, I'm willing to cry for thirty days."
"Uncle, give me the ax."
Qian Jin took over the ax from Marc Gavin, patted Cech Flet's shoulders, and then signaled Fanta Kunge.
Duren Burg and Gomez Janes both followed Qian Jin into the room, and Zence Matten also slipped in. "I want to check it out too." He said.
"Qian Jin..."
Te Jofy said in a low voice with hesitation.
Qian Jin turned around and looked at fatty Tie Jofy. After some thinking, he nodded. He was helped by this fat bandit for the last while, and he wouldn't hesitate if this fatty wasn't a bandit.
It was rumored that the bystanders would benefit as well when an ordinary warrior becomes a Saint, but bloodline warriors won't benefit others when they do.
It was strange that this rumor existed. After all, ordinary warriors had never become Saints.