The next day.

Looking at the scenery outside her window, Diefang felt an indescribable sense of loneliness.

Last night, she couldn't compete with Chu Xinqiao at all and was dumped.

She was so angry that she went back to her room to cultivate herself.

Every time Diefang felt the loneliness around her in the dead of night, her desire for power grew stronger.

The next day, Diefang received a call from her junior sister.

Oh, and her dear junior sister even attached a short essay to it.

It was filled with accounts of the evil deeds committed by the griffin clan.

For example, more than 80% of the time, strangers look at them with greed in their eyes.

It also listed the griffin clan's bad habits.

They waged war, burned, killed, and looted, treating foreign tribes as playthings.

Wenxin strongly recommends... a race-matching game.

The last letter contained a coordinate.

After Diefang finished reading the letter.

She went to find Haotian early in the morning.

She explained the situation to her dearest master.

Outside the courtyard, she quietly watched Haotian.

Haotian, with a smile on his face, waved back at her.

Diefang then turned and left.

...

Somewhere in the griffin clan.

Wenxin lay on the bed, her eyes vacant, as if she were thinking about something.

Wenxin slowly opened her mouth.

Beside her, Qinghan immediately picked up a washed, sun-dried green grape and gently fed it into Wenxin's mouth.

Wenxin ate it naturally.

Then he spoke again...

Those who didn't know their master-disciple relationship would think they were servants taking care of the grandfather.

Wenxin: An apprentice can be an apprentice or a slave. As long as I have no conscience, an apprentice can be a slave.

Suddenly, a strange fluctuation occurred.

Wenxin hurriedly got out of bed.

She took the fruit plate from Qinghan's hand and put it in her own.

Then he sat on the bed and picked up some fruit to eat.

At this point, Qinghan still had some doubts.

Until she saw the figure of her master's senior sister appear.

She looked at Wenxin, who seemed completely unaffected...

Master, you're kind of cute.

Wenxin knew she couldn't pressure her apprentice like that, so she hurriedly tidied herself up when her senior sister arrived.

But for Qinghan, none of these things really mattered.

In her heart, Wenxin had taught her so much and given her so much.

She herself didn't even know how to repay it.

Qinghan left the room, leaving it to her master's social interactions.

Qinghan: Social Skills - The Art of Judging People.

Soon, she saw that her senior sister Xinyu and senior sister Fangying had arrived.

His master and senior master had arrived.

Then...

A strange sound seemed to emanate from between heaven and earth.

A colossal array suddenly appeared above Qinghan's head.

...

The world roared.

It felt like an immense vibration.

The world trembled.

a long time……

The griffin race thus came to be history.

The terrifying commotion and the terrifying news spread throughout the entire continent in a single day.

All the races on the continent knew of the annihilation of the Griffin race.

There was shock, regret, and bewilderment.

More than anything, there is the fear of the unknown.

When Qinghan came to her senses...

She felt her body go limp.

Several masters... true immortals of this era.

She left a final letter for the fox clan, instructing them to take over the griffin clan.

She did not state in the letter that it was her master who said it, because she was afraid that those foxes would become arrogant and forget their own ways.

Diefang and Wenxin returned to the Ten Thousand Mountains once again.

However, Wenxin made a special trip to the Arctic to send her apprentice, Qinghan, to the Snow Tribe.

Let Qinghan train alongside Yanxi.

As for Xinyu and the others, they were also busy conquering a race.

Each has their own goals.

At the perfect time of year.

The world of cultivation...

Within the secluded peach blossom forest.

The peach orchards had already obscured the secrets of heaven.

The golden phantom was gripping the withered neck of the Dao True Immortal tightly.

“Foolish little man, do you think you can transcend this? Do you think you can remain untainted?”

Since you're not choosing a side, then go and die...

The next moment, strands of golden light merged into Dao Zhenxian's forehead.

Dao Zhenxian's gaunt face was filled with a ferocious expression.

His path, the path he was so proud of, the path he so eagerly pursued, has been tainted...

Finally, his eyes dimmed.

The eroded golden hue faded and disappeared without a trace.

In an instant, a dark golden light flashed across the entire withered peach grove.

Eventually, it fell silent.

His figure disappeared.

Dao Zhenxian seemed to have forgotten what had just happened.

He slowly walked out of the withered peach grove.

Step into deep space.

At the moment he left, thousands of withered trees instantly turned into sand and scattered throughout the world.

Time flies, and the years wait for no one.

After half a month, Xinyu, Xiaofangying, and Xiaofeng also completed their respective tasks.

Thus, their deeds, unknowingly, became legendary tales, sung and praised throughout the world.

They were regarded as myths.

With the help of Xue Luo's strength, Qing Han and Yan Xi quickly set things right.

He swiftly suppressed those who had objections to the group leader, and then generously distributed benefits to ordinary Snow Clan members.

While Yan Xi wasn't an expert in the art of imperial power, Ye knew a little about it.

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