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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?"

Chaotic Winter Melon Essence · Eastern
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Chapter 109: A Small Wish Every Day, My Name is Qiao Jiaxi

Translator: 549690339

"This is the spirit beast feed that the Sect Leader bought from the branch of the Spirit Beast Sect, which greatly promotes the growth of spirit beasts," Ye Feng immediately explained.

Upon hearing this, the disciples immediately stopped their cultivation and gathered around the dog bowl to watch.

Brother Flathead stood up, looked around at their expectant eyes, and then glanced at the feed in the dog bowl as if he felt insulted.

He stamped his feet repeatedly, seemingly saying: I, the mighty Brother Flathead who confronts the heavens, the earth, and the air, you dare to feed me with feed in a dog bowl?

Ye Feng blinked and silently replaced the dog bowl with a beautifully crafted ceramic plate and refilled it with spirit beast feed.