Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
After talking for a bit longer, Xue Zhuang left and went to his war chamber to talk with the elders and guardians of his sect.
“Sect Master, is what you said true?”
“If this is confirmed, this will immediately cause a stir.”
“No one can find out about this, even if it’s not confirmed!”
Xue Zhuang sat in the master’s seat, leaning with his cheek resting on his knuckle as he listened to the ramblings of the high-ranking members of the Blood Crypt Sect, his expression inscrutable.
“Even if it’s not true, the possibility alone is enough for us to make a move,” Xue Zhuang finally spoke. He stirred in his seat before looking in a particular direction.
“Old Bai!” he shouted.
Upon his call, an old and decrepit-looking man hobbled out. His robes were tattered in many places, and his face was wrinkled to the point where it resembled the bark of a tree. His eyes had sunken in so far that they could barely be seen.
His blood qi was nearly dried up as well, signifying that his life was coming to an end.
The way he walked made it appear that the gentlest breeze could topple him. “Sect Master, are you ready to hear this old man’s advice?”
“That’s not why I called you here,” Xue Zhuang coldly advised.
Because of the cultivation techniques and arts of the Blood Crypt Sect, knowledge and research weren’t their area of expertise.
This old man who went by the name Old Bai was someone who had been around since the last two sect masters, something set up by the great grand disciple of the Patriarch of the clan.
His responsibilities lay in being an advisor, however, Xue Zhuan had spurned his advice ever since he took the Sect Master’s seat. He believed that this old man was too conventional and cautious, causing the sect under the leadership of the last two Sect Masters to stagnate.
“Sir, that sect should not be disturbed. There are reasons why it still stands even no—”
“I said I don’t need your advice, Old Bai!” Xue Zhuang growled. “Just carry out my orders!”
“This old man will carry out the Sect Master’s command,” Old B
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