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

st as the troops surged and churned, a blade suddenly pierced through.At first glance, it seemed to be the renowned slashing blade of immortality, but upon closer inspection, it wasn't a true slashing... platform all laughed.A white-robed male monk introduced, "Three Fragrant Plum Blossoms, Seven-Colored Lotus Seeds, Eight Treasures Crimson Cloud Cake, and... Roasted Snow Crane!"Jiang Annan's eyes li...