The Almighty Dragon General

"Truett Sadler." James looked at Perthacus with a pitiful expression.

"It's indeed tough for you.

I mean, how did you manage to become the Peak Master? "Even the seventh-ranked Mount Rune has eighteen powerhouses at the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank, but Mount Martialis is not even comparable to the beggars on the street." Perthacus immediately jumped up in anger as soon as these words were spoken.

"Do you think I want this? The Timaeus Sect controls all the cultivation resources and disciple selections.

Everything is arranged according to star levels.

"For sects without star levels, they can only pick from the leftovers of low- grade Genesis Core and mediocre disciples from star-rated sects.

"Where am I supposed to find so many powerhouses without sufficient cultivation resources and disciples with innate talent? Do they grow from the ground?" As he watched Perthacus became furious, James waved his hand helplessly.

"Alright, let's not argue.

Answer the second question.

determined?" "It’s based on the sect's strength," Perthacus said in

Xaelm Rank's Seventh

previous competitions and trials, they can also earn stars for their

it's based on strength,

enough." "Fair

surpass Mount One? There are many disciples with high-level cultivation bases who naturally take the lead

ten were taken

the past doesn't mean no hope

now that I'm

can help you." With these words, Perthacus was stunned, and his anger subsided

only the

after arriving, breaking through to

the Sect Leader of the Timaeus Sect personally came to check on him, instructed him to take good care of him, and immediately added three stars to

a treasure

a bit arrogant and