Xue Canghai had no clue about Zhao Changhe’s love for Gu Long’s works. To him, naming a move with such poetic softness seemed utterly pointless, especially for a man cultivating such fierce blood and qi.0

Is he trying to impress some young lady? Oh, right… The campaign in Jiangnan seems to be under Tang Wanzhuang’s leadership now…1

Xue Canghai’s expression turned extremely strange.0

Zhao Changhe gazed at the sky. After waiting for a while and seeing that the Tome of Troubled Times did not flash in the sky, he breathed a sigh of relief and cheerfully said, “Let’s call it a day. Everyone, go back and rest. From now on, I’ll be sparring with Cult Leader Xue every day.”0

Xue Canghai’s heart stopped.0

The cult members suddenly felt that their cult leader’s life had suddenly gotten a lot more miserable. At least when he was merely a gatekeeper in the Ranking of Man, while many wanted to challenge him, none of them ever succeeded. But now, he was going to be beaten every day like a practice dummy.0

Come to think of it, the cult leader broke through to the Profound Mysteries first and he’s been comprehending Profound Mysteries-level techniques for many years. On the...0