Ask for Immortality

Ten-year-old Mo Hua wore the simple robes of an outer sect disciple, listlessly squatting behind a large rock at the foot of the mountain. He held grass roots in his hand and was burying himself in the ground, drawing intricate patterns.,A chubby little fellow in an Outer Sect robe, adorned with expensive jade ornaments and with small eyes and a plump face, accompanied by two or three attendants, found the ink painter engrossed in his work behind a stone.,"Think about it, you're only at the Qi Refining stage and already have Foundation Establishment cultivators working for you. You're just a First Grade Array Master and already have Second Grade Array Masters taking your orders. How impressive is that! The stronger your subordinates are, the greater your own abilities appear."。