and ferocity.Zhou Hai, who was just a stone's throw away, felt his hairs stand on end. A great sense of danger surged within him. Without hesitation, he drew his sword and swiftly retreated.However,...The corpulent monk sitting behind the desk took out a palm-sized jade slip from his storage pouch. He raised his eyes to look at Lu Ye, and said, “Name, origin, and cultivation level”d away.The 860th year of the reign of Emperor ZhenzongAfter he left, the woman let out a sigh: "It all"Let me know if you have other text you'd like me to translate!For so many years, you've been fixa...
Chapter 9: Identification