“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.

conjured strings of severed ears tied together in

Herodias’ eyes widened.

“This...

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

whose cultivation ranks are in and above the Yuraeceon

Yuraeceon Daelm Rank’s Ninth Tribulation cultivators at the peak of their powers.” Xainte reported, “Grandma Herodias and Grandpa Yegor, I’ve

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

his disciples’ training

had only reached the middle grade of Yuraeceon

had mastered the Marciais Combat Form and exuded a tremendous amount of

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

looked at the youngsters and

of you should meet up with your

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

directed their

dared not leave without

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

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