[Zhao Ge] Chapter 13

Chapter Thirteen, the Sect Market, Living So Noisily.
(宗门会市, 活得喧哗)


  That was probably the appearance of what an immortal should have.

  To hang one’s eyes down and watch as the blue seas turn to mulberry fields[1], and turn their hands to flip over the world and the human realm.

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