The Trafford Trading Club
Chapter 3210

The Apprentice Who Had Been Peerless for Three Thousand Years Is Gone!

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It was hidden among the clouds high in the sky. One needed at least seventh-tier cultivation to withstand the astral winds around the Holy Land; otherwise, both body and soul would scatter. This was meant for mortals sneaking out.

Of course, if one rode the Holy Land's spirit vessel, there was naturally no need for so many concerns.

He wondered whether the other Holy Lands had been arranged the same way.

Ma 0 thought to himself, "Still, speaking of it, Brother Blade Emperor, can we change positions? This is really..."

The Second Blade Emperor completely ignored him.

Things had turned out this way because Officer Ma's cultivation was nowhere near enough for him to withstand the astral winds at such heights on his own. Thus, he needed the Second Blade Emperor's help—the latter was carrying him while walking across the sky!

"Enough nonsense!"

With a casual toss, Officer Ma was thrown onto the ground... It turned out they had already passed through the astral-wind belt and arrived atop a cloud platform in an unknown area of the Holy Gate.

The cloud platform was empty. No female cultivators from the Holy Land were patrolling it. Perhaps they were being lax, or perhaps they were confident that mortals could not ascend to the heavens and had let their guard down. In any case, it made things convenient for the two of them.

The Second Blade Emperor pointed toward a jade tower ahead. "That's the Holy Gate's management office. The entry records should be kept inside. Your cultivation is insufficient, so you'll be exposed easily. Stay outside and keep watch. Tell me immediately if anything happens."

The Blade Emperor clearly intended to infiltrate alone.

Before Officer Ma could answer, he had already used his technique and vanished so quickly that Ma 0 could

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