“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.

severed ears tied together in

Herodias’ eyes widened.

“This...

people have you killed?” “Grandma Herodias.” Jacopo

I’ve killed 389 cultivators, whose cultivation ranks are in and above the

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

5 were at the peak of Yuraeceon

his disciples’ training was focused on killing as

and the others, Jacopo and Xainte had only reached the middle grade of Yuraeceon

these two youngsters had mastered the Marciais Combat Form and exuded a

was uncommon for cultivators of their caliber to have succeeded in accumulating a high

a brief pause, Yegor looked at the youngsters and gave a

should meet

Truett and Aunt Xitlaly have gifts for you too.” Jacopo and Xainte exchanged

their gaze to

dared not leave without their master’s

business to take care of here.” After receiving Clayton's permission, Jacopo and Xainte teleported away in the direction

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