"Being a Daoist Venerable really pays off."
Feeling the massive boost, Brother Cheng was overjoyed inside.
"If only there were Daoist Venerables lining up to give me this every day, that'd be perfect!"
Thoughts like that were just something he amused himself with in his heart.
If that got out, everyone here would probably be coughing up blood.
Adding the nine Daoist Venerables he'd taken out in the recent sect challenge, the ones who'd died by his hand already totaled forty‑three.
This guy had only been in Duan Yang Dao for a short while, and he'd already almost wiped out half the Daoist Venerables here.
And he still wasn't satisfied?
Did he really think Daoist Venerables were cabbages growing by the roadside?
Once he leaves in the future, this place will definitely go through a round of sect power reshuffling, and it'll probably stay turbulent for a long time.
Just then, a figure suddenly flashed across the arena.
