“Who?!” Thick-Browed Daoist suddenly turned around and looked toward the source of the sound.

  A single individual walked over; he seemed quite young. Thick-Browed Daoist sighed in relief. He thought he had been discovered by some powerful cultivator. How high could the cultivation of someone so young be anyway?

  Zu An stared at the number 333. He said indifferently, “Truly a botched attempt at framing someone.”


  Thick-Browed Daoist’s eyes flickered. He asked, “You’re th..