chapter 262 boiling

The night sky is deep, and the broken stars are like dust. The entire Venturer Sanctity Sect was wrapped in misty clouds, reflected under the starlight and moonlight, like a dream, as if it was a fairyland on earth. Looking down from the air, the disciples who were practicing were returning to their own mountains in groups of three or four, preparing to end the day's practice. "Come on, drink more." At the foot of the Jade Maiden Peak, Jerome Soto, Lance Shayle and their gang were standing...