As for the Ancestor, ultimately the Ancestor is just a Sixth Grade. If he can cultivate into Sixth Grade, he would not be lacking.
The fleeting reverence slowly eroded amidst the era's turmoil, the surrounding peace, and the desire to grow stronger.
Yu Chaoyin looked scholarly, but some strange and gloomy thoughts began to grow in his heart.
...
...
Splatter!
Splatter!
Splatter!!
Xiao Ping'an held the wooden blade, chopping diligently.
These days, his sister had been watching him practice sword skills, which made him feel very proud.
He was using actions to tell his sister that he...Li Ping'an, is not a crybaby!
Xiaozhao sat nearby, with her behind on a cold stone stool. Her little legs hung quietly, poised like a born maiden.
Her hair was exceptionally black, dark and shining, exhibiting a strange aura that could even cause a headache illusion if stared at too long.
