Translator: Truth Editor: Dhael Ligerkeys If the Thousand Demon Ridge found out that Chen Yu was a disciple of the Crimson Blood Sect, they would surely attack him from multiple angles.
Translator: Truth Editor: Dhael Ligerkeys If Tang Yifeng hadn’t gone too far, Yu Ganju would not have come to the Crimson Blood Sect headquarters in person.
Translator: Truth Editor: Dhael Ligerkeys At the Crimson Blood Sect Outpost of the Spirit Creek Battlefield, Lu Ye was standing in front of the Sanctum of Providence and observing the group of boys and girls gathered at the public square. He was surprised by how fast his sect master had acted.
Translator: Truth Editor: Dhael Ligerkeys The Three Sages School’s recruitment ceremony basically happened once every two years. Frequency wise, it was below average because some sects in Jiu Zhou took in a batch of disciples every year.
Translator: Truth Editor: Dhael Ligerkeys Strictly speaking, Li Baxian’s liquor gourd was a type of Weapon Holder as well. It was just weird-looking and stronger. Li Baxian stored all of his Spiritual Artifacts in it.
Translator: Truth Editor: Dhael Ligerkeys Feng Yue tried dragging the moment for as long as possible. When she finally came within an arm’s reach, Lu Ye immediately grabbed her arm and pulled her closer.
Translator: Truth Editor: Dhael Ligerkeys During the latter half of his conquest, the only loot the Grand Sky Coalition invasion force could obtain from their enemy’s Outposts was the Blessings on their Divine Opportunity Column. No Thousand Demon Ridge sect was bold enough to put up a resistance knowing how futile it was. That was why they took everything they could back to the headquarters and destroyed those they couldn’t.
Translator: Truth Editor: Dhael Ligerkeys The following day, Li Baxian left.
