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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 210: The True Identity of the Store Owner of Wuxuan Pavilion, Longwu City

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Ye Feng moved quickly.

From Misty Peak to Beacon Fire City, it took only a quarter of an hour.

"Oh, it's actually Sect Master Ye, your presence really graces my humble shop!"

Seeing Ye Feng, the Store Owner of Wuxuan Pavilion said with a beaming smile, "Right, a few days ago Sect Master Ye's senior disciple sold a batch of Spiritual Artifacts here, of excellent quality. I would like to purchase another batch, what do you think, Sect Master Ye?"

"I'm here to sell Spiritual Artifacts." Ye Feng threw thirty Middle Grade Spiritual Artifacts onto the table, "Give me a price!"

"So many!" The breath of the Store Owner of Wuxuan Pavilion hitched.

He picked up a Spiritual Artifact and began to appraise it.

"This is a half-foot-long Flying Sword, thin as cicada's wings, finely crafted, with Array Patterns that seem naturally formed, seemingly able to enlarge like the Breeze-riding Sword when used, it can be sold for at least two hundred Lower Grade Spirit Stones."