Translator: Ashish Translation Checker: Silavin On an arctic island… The island on which Yu Zi Yu was rooted was covered in silvery-white snow, the sky and earth merging into one at the horizon, blurring the boundaries between the sky and earth. Only a string of footprints, like flower petals, adorned a corner of the ground, becoming a silent annotation.
Translator: Lizz Proofreader: Xemul “Your luggage and transport are ready. Would you like to leave now?”
Translator: Truth Editor: Dhael Ligerkeys Never in history had a Spirit Creek Realm cultivator so praised. No one had ever been able to do what Lu Ye did at the Eighth-Order of the Spirit Creek Realm either. One might say that Lu Ye had become the new idol of all sects after the occupation of the House of Wintry Blossoms and Sunlit Mountain.
Translator: Fate Proofreader: Silavin [He’s gone, huh?] In the pavilion, after sensing Chu Hao’s aura fading away, Gu Changge calmly smiled as he waved his hand. “You can stop now.”
Translator: Barnnn Intentionally or not… Lina’s words definitely had been said.
Translator: StarReader Editor: Elitecoder A group of people were resting in the dense forest, while Long Xingyun, Xie Tianshang, Chu Qingcheng and Zhuo Fan inspected a map.
<<Previous Chapter Index Next Chapter>> Translator: Silavin & PewPewLaserGun Editor: Richard Proofreader: Leo of Zion Mountain Deep inside a thick forest, Qiu Yi Meng and her group fled with all their might. Behind her, Luo Xiao Man and Bai Yun Feng both had dishevelled looks, and both of them had multiple wounds. In addition, the original dozen True Element Boundary cultivators had now been reduced by two or three.
