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"Me, regret it?" Jia Cheng in golden robes frowned at what he heard, a faint sense of unease rising in his heart. He might have done something wrong, but the confidence cultivated since his youth kept him from admitting defeat so easily.
Very soon.
Batch after batch, they were led into the Ten Thousand Flowers Banquet to begin taking masters.
"Disciples pay respects to Master." Three god-level experts respectfully knelt and kowtowed before a mighty being seated there.
"Rise." The mighty being was calm and casual.
As a member of the Blood Blade Divine Court, he was required to take disciples at every Ten Thousand Flowers Banquet. Usually, he simply accepted a few inner disciples at random; finding a disciple he was truly satisfied with was far too...