Chapter Forty-Seven: Life, Death, Withering, and Blooming

directly.Though the journey hasn't reached its destination, my heart has already arrived.The intent has arrived before the arrow.The heart is in the present, and the intention is in the arrow's flight... shooting towards Fang Xi in Qing Jiu Ye's direction.Let me know if you'd like to translate any other text!"Nine Leaves, jump forward!"It has to be said, the Saint Clan warriors are all very qualified...