Chapter 57: The Mystic Cloud Demon Never Sleeps

refined. If it were me...Sītú Jiàn's mind raced, his thoughts scattered like leaves in a storm. He saw, as if in a trance, a hand suddenly appear in his field of vision, crushing the skull of his fell...!Jiang Wang smiled brightly and scolded in the Qi state Linzi dialect, flicking out a ball of Samādhi True Fire with his finger. He treated it kindly and fed it, saying: "Eat up, you'll choke sooner o...