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This made the other two members of the Lingqiong Clan's faces turn pale.
"Senior Jia Mo, Lingqiong Yu is only a junior. Please don't take it to heart," the two experts from the Lingqiong Clan said with forced smiles, and both of them had reached the pinnacle of the Earth Immortal Realm.
Just who was Jia Mo? How come even experts at the pinnacle of the Earth Immortal Realm treated him with such reverence? The outside world knew little about Jia Mo, and rumors claimed he had committed too many vile deeds over the years and attracted heavenly punishment, leaving his face half-rotten.
No matter how high his cultivation climbed, he couldn't change his appearance, and the rot only worsened. Venomous insects had infested his facial features, keeping him in constant pain.
As the saying went, those with sores on the head and rot on the soles had done every evil imaginable.
Jia Mo was hidden under a robe, yet the nauseating stench still rolled off him. Pus likely coated him the same way it coated his face.
"You know my rules. Vomiting before me is the same as not giving me face," Jia Mo said coldly. As he spoke, pus slid from the corner of his lips.
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