"Oh?"
Jiang Shu lightly tapped his finger, and within a radius of ten miles, the demon beasts that had been surging forward were suddenly fixed in place. Their vitality was drained in an instant, leaving only their skins intact.
He gracefully landed down, from his storage bag flew out bottles of Spirit Rank elixirs, hovering in front of each junior sister's face. These junior sisters included some familiar faces he had met when he first joined the sect and ventured into the Underground Abyss.
"Brother Jiang!"
"Brother... Brother Jiang, good to see you."
"Many thanks, Brother Jiang."
A few Outer female disciples looked at Jiang Shu with bright eyes. Now within the True Martial Sect, Jiang Shu's fame even surpassed several True Disciples.
Without any background, coming from a dynasty, he ascended from being a servant disciple.
