Bab 57: The Death of a Legendary Stage Cultivator

A cool breeze blew past, and the grass swayed slightly. Yun Xi stretched its body and absorbed the spirit qi in the surroundings. The weather today was very good, but Yun Xi wasn't in a good mood because that woman had come again.

"Recently, there has been a talking frog running around. It has even infuriated many mentors and elders, hahaha."

The girl sat on the blue stone and smiled.

"However, it's said that this frog was created by the sect master, so the elders will probably want to beat the sect master to the death."

On the other side, Qin Jue leaned against the blue stone and gloated. "I suppose the day has finally come."

Based on what Bai Ye had done, if he wasn't the sect master of the Xuanyi Mountain Sect, he would have already been beaten to death long ago.

"Uncle-Grandmaster, why do you like to drink so much?"

The girl suddenly changed the topic and asked curiously.