“Ahem...” Herodias cleared her throat.

An awkward expression hung on her face.

Yegor laughed aloud.

“Go on.

Why can’t you tell him what you are upset about?” “T will!” Herodias shot a glare at Yegor.

“What took you so long, Clayton? With your powers, it shouldn't take you so long to gather those items.” “I wasn’t just working on collecting the items.” Clayton snorted.

“I need to train my disciples too.” Herodias was struck speechless by his response.

“what training did you put them through?” Yegor beamed at Jacopo and Xainte.

“The two of them radiate an overwhelming amount of murderous energy.

Clayton, did you make them kill a lot of people?” Clayton smiled slightly and sent a glance at the pair of young cultivators.

strings of severed ears tied together in the

Herodias’ eyes widened.

“This...

you killed?” “Grandma Herodias.” Jacopo knelt, facing Yegor

my training, I’ve killed 389 cultivators, whose cultivation ranks are in

six Yuraeceon Daelm Rank’s Ninth Tribulation cultivators at the peak

Tribulation while 5 were at the peak of Yuraeceon Daelm Rank’s Ninth Tribulation.” Upon hearing their words, Yegor

Clayton, his disciples’ training was focused

the others, Jacopo and Xainte had only reached the middle grade of Yuraeceon Daelm Rank’s

had mastered the Marciais Combat Form and exuded

for cultivators of their caliber to have succeeded in accumulating a high body count this

Yegor looked at the

of you should meet up with

and Aunt Xitlaly have gifts for you too.” Jacopo

directed their gaze

leave without their master’s

here.” After receiving Clayton's permission, Jacopo and Xainte teleported away in the direction

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