Chapter 9: Identification

rd this, she readily replied, "Yes!"After a brief moment, a red glow appeared on Feng Yue's backhand. It burst and dissipated into tiny sparks of fluorescence – a sign that the battlefield mark had be...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”to Lu Ye as he departed. The latter waved incessantly, his expression one of reluctance.Xia Qianqian glanced at her: "The person is gone, little wave-legged one, what are you waving for"The female cul...