"Ahem..." Herodias cleared her throat. An awkward expression hung on her face.
Yegor laughed aloud. "Go on. Why can't you tell him what you are upset about?" "I will!" Herodias shot a glare at Yegor. "What took you so long, Clayton?
With your powers, it shouldn’t take you so long to gather those items."
Ì wasn't just working on collecting the items." Clayton snorted. "I need to train my disciples too."
Herodias was struck speechless by his response.
"What training did you put them through?" Yegor beamed at Jacopo and Xainte. "The two of them radiate an overwhelming amount of murderous energy. Clayton, did you make them kill a lot of people?"
Clayton smiled slightly and sent a glance at the pair of young cultivators.

Jacopo and Xainte conjured strings of severed ears tied together in the air.
Herodias’ eyes widened. "This... How many people have you killed?" "Grandma Herodias." Jacopo knelt, facing Yegor and Herodias. "During my training, I've killed 389 cultivators, whose cultivation ranks are in and above the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank's Eighth Tribulation.
"Among them, there are 75 Yuraeceon Daelm Rank's Ninth Tribulation cultivators and six Yuraeceon Daelm Rank’s Ninth Tribulation cultivators at the peak of their powers."
Xainte reported, "Grandma Herodias and Grandpa Yegor, I've killed 372 cultivators.
"68 of those men were on the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank's Ninth Tribulation while 5 were at the peak of Yuraeceon Daelm Rank's Ninth Tribulation."
Upon hearing their words, Yegor and Herodias drew a long breath.
As expected of Clayton, his disciples' training was focused on killing as well.
Unlike Winnie and the others, Jacopo and Xainte had only reached the middle grade of Yuraeceon Daelm Rank's Ninth Tribulation.
However, these two youngsters had mastered the Marcials Combat Form and exuded a tremendous amount of murderous energy.
It was uncommon for cultivators of their caliber to have succeeded in accumulating a high body count this quickly.
After a brief pause, Yegor looked at the youngsters and gave a slight nod." The two of you should meet up with your siblings now. Uncle Truett and Aunt Xitlaly have gifts for you too."
Jacopo and Xainte exchanged a glance and nodded in acknowledgment.
Then, they directed their gaze to Clayton.
They dared not leave without their master’s permission.
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