Chapter 9: Identification

ivated the hidden spirit patterns inscribed on his body.Hua Ci only now put the vanished bracelet back on her wrist. Lately, she had been going out constantly to hunt down Wan Mo Ling cultivators. Thi...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”s mouth. It wasn't a resonance of thought; Bai Lu was singing in the language of mermaids again. Of course, Lu Ye couldn't understand it.Lu Ye didn't disturb her, he just listened quietly.He kept a cl...