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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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278 Chs

Chapter 211: Treasure Pavilion Auction, Qingyun Zhenren Throws a Tantrum

Translator: 549690339

Upon arriving at the banquet hall, Jiang Xinyu did not find his father, so he turned to the maid beside him and asked, "Where's my dad?"

"Replying to the Young City Lord, the City Lord and the Great Elder have gone to County King City to make purchases, and it is said they are also preparing to set up a sub-branch. They will not be in the city for the time being," the delicate and beautiful maid replied with an extremely pleasant and soft voice.

"Alright, you may leave," Jiang Xinyu said as he pinched the maid's face and then, with his hands behind his back, led Ye Feng and the others to take their seats at the table.

After eating and drinking their fill, the group moved to the Auction House's grand hall a few miles away.

This was a hundred-meter-tall dome structure with an auction platform in the center that was thirty feet high, surrounded by a large number of seats and boxes hanging in mid-air.