Chapter 382: Heart‑Devour Vermin!

Mia Showyer's body trembled, but she still lifted her chin in stubborn defiance. "Master, you said the Sect was our home. You said we were supposed to care for our fellow disciples. You said…" Her voice sank lower and lower. Those teachings she had once clutched to her heart sounded hollow, almost laughable, in the face of what stood before her. Zara Santee stared down at Mia, who knelt on the ground, her gaze cold as ice. "Home? Fellow disciples? Disciple, you're far too naïve. In the Cultivation...