C405 Cultivation Upanishads

In a secret room in the manor, Zhang Xiaoyu was sitting on a praying mat with both of his hands holding a low level Blood Crystal and absorbing the mysterious power within.

After making enmity with Duanmu Hsing and Lin Shuang, Zhang Xiaoyu knew that revenge would come sooner or later. Although it was impossible for the Martial Saint s to join them, with their position and power