“So, you wish to found a Sect?” said the old man, looking at the middle-aged Cultivator. “Yes,” was the response. “What is the name of your Sect?” The middle-aged man frowned and said: “Well, gee, I hadn’t thought of that. “Fear not,” said the old man, “we are prepared for such a situation. First, spin the Wheel of Adjectives. After that, spin the Wheel of Nouns. Combine the two in any order you see fit, and that will be the name of your Sect!” The middle-aged Cultivator smiled and reached down to spin the colorful wheel.
Chapter 64: A Massacre Cause by a Silver Spear
Translated by Deathblade
Contributing Editor: Madam Deathblade
Proofreaders: Lingson, laoren and MeeBoo
Sponsors: Hein Haugeberg, Tommy Iskandar, Morten Stakemeier
Please join me in clasping hands in a respectful bow to Fellow Daoists Hein Haugeberg, Tommy Iskandar, Morten Stakemeier whose generous donation of Spirit Stones made this 2nd sponsored chapter of the week possible!