Fang Xin dragged the paralyzed Jiang Zaiyue, sprinting towards the workshop.
After contemplating briefly, he thought that he could only seek help from the Snake Mother.
He hoped that this upper-rank subordinate wandering in the Netherworld would show mercy and deliver a method of salvation.
Possessing the emblem of the Four Pillars, it was impossible to be weak no matter how you looked at it.
This kind of chosen one, rarer than the roots of a Martial God, once discovered, the Four National Universities would fight fiercely over.
They must be handed over to top scholars of academic level for focused cultivation until fully trained before being sent out for experience.
To suddenly appear in a small place like Tai'an and participate in the Inspection Department's sword-grinding event.
It could only be said that his luck was too bad!
"Woo woo woo... he... isn't!"
