Mystic Clan of the P

"If you hand over the Taiyin Tuona Breathing Technique and the Secrets of the Lunar Records, we will only strip you of your cultivation.",A melodious yet icy female voice echoed in his ear. Lu Jiangxian faintly saw a blurred face, but couldn't make out anything clearly.,Remembering the past silently, Lu Jiangxian had a splitting headache. All he could recall was himself collapsing on his bed, weak and drained. The smoke from his rental room and the neon lights flickered around him.。