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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 92: The Agreement, The Store Owner of Wuxuan Pavilion's Surprise

Ye Feng's gaze sharpened, "Are you sure this was crafted by you?"

Zheng Yaoshou pointed at the number "nineteen" and said with certainty, "In the Hundred Artifacts Sect, every Artifact Refiner has their own corresponding number, and mine happens to be 'nineteen'."

The Store Owner of Wuxuan Pavilion was skeptical, "That's not right! I remember the Arrow Bull Puppet was sold to a weird-speaking Cloak Man. How did it end up in Sect Master Ye's hands?"

"What kind of person?" Ye Feng pressed on.

After thinking for a moment, the Store Owner of Wuxuan Pavilion described the person's appearance in detail, giving Ye Feng a sense of familiarity.

"Did that person say anything about being the Leader of the Five-Colors City Black Robe Association or something like that?" Ye Feng continued to inquire.

The Store Owner of Wuxuan Pavilion shook his head, "We who do underground business wouldn't delve into the other party's origins, so I didn't ask."