บท 60: Sh*t Stirrer

"You're from the Imperial Court!" The masked man pressed against the ground, blood flowing uncontrollably from his palms. He crawled backward, leaving a bloody trail on the ground.

"Yes," Xiao Ran admitted with pride.

"Just kill me!" The masked man closed his eyes.

"I knew it. You won't talk if I don't torture you," Xiao Ran said knowingly.

Ten consecutive shots of Heavenly Slave Divine Finger hit his body at once.

The masked man was very tenacious. This was the first time Xiao Ran had seen someone persist to the end under the torture of the Heavenly Slave Divine Finger.

He shook his head at his corpse.

The Golden Tome of Creation flipped open to a random page and displayed a total of three items. The rewards were stacked together. 800,000 Mastery points, 90 years worth of Martial Arts Evolution, and 10 years worth of Immense Righteous Energy.

Two Level 10 Grand Masters only yielded so little?