Everyone Below the Nine-leaf Stage is Trash

Jie Kai's eyes flashed with killing intent.

The effects of Intoxicating Spring Breeze were at their peak. All of the Eight-leaf cultivators had lost their ability to fight. There would no longer be a fight to the death like what happened earlier.

Zhu Tianyuan's breathing had turned shallow. He looked up and chuckled before he said, "It's… too late… Do you know why… I came to the Divine Capital?" He burst into a coughing fit before he continued to say, "That notebook… I've given it… given it to Brother Ji. If you have the guts… you can demand it from him."

Jie Kai's brows knitted together immediately. This was the outcome that he wished for the least. Flames of anger burned in his heart as he said, "If I can't get my hands on the notes, I'll have no choice but to send everyone to hell."

Zhu Tianyuan shook his head. He had heard his fair share of insincere words. Yet, none of the words he had heard in his life were as disgusting as Jie Kai's words.