Roadside Stage—If You've Got a Gig, Come On Up
Embers?
Were you really Embers?
In the dead silence outside Floating Light, Jiang Tongguang instinctively turned around and glanced in the Association's direction. Mm, the Triple Secret Interwoven White Emblem still hung high overhead.
This was definitely Celestial Pivot!
And not the Secluded Well either!
For a moment, he had almost thought that with a blink of an eye, Ji Jue had sent him to the Zhi Fu Master Tournament...
No matter how you spun it, this style couldn't possibly pass for some righteous and respectable school, could it?
Could the Association exam recording still be released afterward? This mess was so hard to whitewash that even the PR department would probably start cursing after seeing it.
The iron hammer came crashing down again and again, and the corners of both their eyes twitched with every blow.
It felt as though that hammer were swinging straight at their foreheads.
And so, in silence, they watched numbly as Ji Jue slaughtered everything with skill comparable to White Deer's, hammering every Mutated Creature he had lured over into minced meat.
Yet he deliberately left a few of the especially large ones with a single breath still in them.
Then... as though afraid they might die on the spot, he pulled out surgical tools and began emergency treatment right there. No, bro, was your surgical procedure really not from the Vortex Lineage?
The two watched in numbness as Ji Jue stitched up and stopped the bleeding of the living ones, dismembered the dead ones, removed all their organs, and sorted them neatly. Suddenly, they were a little afraid that he would pull out a phone the next moment and tell the contact person on the other end, "Found the organs. They're fresh, but we'll