"When humans and dragons interbreed, creating offspring that cross species, the result is either mediocrity or a monstrosity..."
"Ji Haihui can hardly be called a monstrosity."
A tremor passed through Nan Lihuo's heart.
Indeed, the four sons of Ji Moli were the real monsters; Ji Haihui... seemed more like a compromise.
A faint smile surfaced on Jiao Shaoqiu's withered, tree bark-like face: "However, I promise you, once we return to the Authentic Divine Sect, I'll introduce Xi Xi to the Sect Master's wife..."
Upon hearing this, Nan Lihuo's eyes immediately brightened.
The old ginger is indeed spicier.
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Whoosh whoosh—
A great wind rose, clearing the skies.
Today, it was rare to have neither rain nor snow.
Li Che returned to his small courtyard in Falling Flower Alley.
He methodically completed his daily cultivation. In the yard, the six Fairy in the Painting clones were already able to decently execute the Combined Strike Technique.
