“She’s currently in the sect. Please enter.”

Every disciple of the Mount Snow Sect was very respectful toward him for the man was none other than Yermolai Devereux, the disciple of the Omnipotent Lord. Not only that, but he was also a Macrocosm Ancestral God who cultivated ten Paths. As such, he held a high status in the First Universe. As a prodigy, he was not interested in any woman except for Quanesha Samara. The moment he lay his eyes on her, he was captivated by her beauty and would frequently visit the Mount Snow Sect to find her.

Yermolai returned the warm greetings with a smile and casually tossed some Genesis Stones to them.

“The Ancestral Cloud Master sure is generous!”

“Indeed, he would give us treasures every time he’s here.”

“If Master can join forces with him, the Mount Snow Sect would surely reach even greater heights.”

“I don't know what Master is thinking. It would be a waste not to accept such a fine gentleman.”

At the same time, they wondered why Quanesha was so repulsed

Snow Sect and walked straight toward the spiritual mountain

of the spiritual mountain

A faint breeze stirred, and her dress and black flowy hair fluttered in the air. As she gazed at the spiritual mountain before her, her expression was one of consternation. She had no idea how much longer Forty-nine

“Quanesha.”

face as she leaped from the stone and landed steadily on the ground. As she looked at

you

as cold

about to begin. I’m here to bring you

“No need for that.”

She said coldly.

gotten used to her coldness. The more apathetic she was, the more interested he grew,

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