winds whistling through it, carrying a bone-chilling chill. Even Lu Xiaoteng couldn't help but feel a shiver run down his spine. This chill wasn't just ordinary coldness; it was laced with an eerie,...Prior to this, the saint had driven away the curse spirits that had haunted them for generations and lifted the ancestral misfortune. 。He bestowed his martial arts upon them, but after imparting the teachings, the saint vanished into thin air without a word, nor did he ask for any repayment. Considering the Ye Shi clan's predicament at the time, there was nothing of value they could offer in return for the saint's benevolence. 。

At this moment, the Sage spoke such words, representing that the Sage had truly accepted the Ye Shi clanting these Nascent Soul junior disciples who had nothing to do with him in this group was completely unnecessary. Even when they encountered those large-scale turbulent currents, if it weren't for the...