The group of new disciples, who had feasted on Dragon Meat and were utterly obsessed with her Dragon foot, suddenly became excited.
"Lady, we are willing to slay Old Demon Duan for our brothers and sisters to avenge their grievance, and by doing so, enhance the prestige of our Huangshan Sword Sect!"
During their speech, they kept staring at Zhao Ling's Dragon foot, as if it were her true form.
Zhao Ling spoke indifferently, "What's the rush?"
At this, the crowd became somewhat confused.
With the Sect Leader's Wife alone obtaining two pieces of Dragon Essence, the Huangshan Sword Sect was in its heyday; would they really endure the provocations of a demon like Old Demon Duan?
Zhao Ling propped her chin with her hand and said, "In two months, it will be the day to choose the Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch. It is said that the position of the current Alliance Hierarch is nothing but a figurehead, but I do not see it that way.
