Chapter 9: Identification

r completely.He had a simple idea: wander around, come across cultivators from the Qitian Sect and kill them. After all, he was here in the Inner Circle to hone himself, he had plenty of time. Killing...The corpulent monk sitting behind the desk took out a palm-sized jade slip from his storage pouch. He raised his eyes to look at Lu Ye, and said, “Name, origin, and cultivation level” sky, dark clouds swirled like ink, churning and rolling. On Holy Island, pairs of eyes looked up, their expressions filled with anxiety.Lightning weaved through the ink clouds, seemingly about to gat...