Translator: Jon Editor: Dhael Ligerkeys In order to search for Lu Ye’s whereabouts, the Eighth Order Realm Master hovered in the air at a low altitude. He was positioned approximately one hundred and twenty meters above the ground, which was a smart distance to maintain. Not only could he see the situation on the ground clearly, but he also had enough time to react and dodge to the side if he was ambushed.
Translator: Silavin On the Alchemy Peak, all were old foxes. Even if they mocked each other subtly, they would not go too far and make themselves a laughingstock in front of the others.
Translator: Ashish Translation Checker: Sil “Nine Tails, give them a brief introduction to their future home—the Sentinels.” Yu Zi Yu ordered in a calm voice, standing quietly in the starry sky with his arms crossed.
Translator: Silavin Yan Jiao left the wooden house, confused. He walked towards that open space, constantly muttering: “Dig holes?”
Translator: Fate Translation Checker: Silavin That was merely Gu Changge’s suspicion. Considering the numerous plans he had been devising, it was only natural for him to make such speculation when faced with such issues.
Translator: Silavin This sight stunned Lu Fan. After all, the two Fallen Corpse Magic Dragons were Xiao Cui’s Summons. In Lu Fan’s heart, he had not placed them in the same position as his little girls.
Translator: Silavin Although the Northern Region’s Alchemy Tower had not performed well in previous summits, even ranking at the bottom, as one of the five regional Alchemy Towers, it still had many admirers.
Translator: Ashish Translation Checker: Silavin *Thump, thump, thump…* Accompanied by heavy footsteps, figures one after another slowly made their way along the branches, which spanned hundreds or even thousands of meters wide.
