he ground rustled, the young-faced cultivator who had been shouting became flustered and his attacks grew even more fierce.The man he was fighting wasn't a match for him to begin with, and now that he...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”ovoke them when they went out, many of the things they did were unpopular.Most cultivators are accustomed to being free and unrestrained, acting without any regard.The laws of the state are strict, li...
Chapter 9: Identification