rde, thankfully, the cultivators held their ground with desperate resistance, managing to stabilize the front lines.No one could hear the voice of the cultivator named Fang Zhun. Every time they reste...Moments later, Lu Ye sat in a partitioned room, with screens blocking prying eyes. The demon cultivator was gone without a trace, but before leaving, she told Lu Ye to wait here. Someone in charge would soon come to trade with him. If he had any other instructions, he could shake the nearby bell and someone would attend to him.

On the table stood a pot of freshly brewed tea. Lu Ye poured himself a cup and took a sip. Immediately, his expression changed to one of surprise. This was no ordinary tea; within the brew lay a trace of spiritual energy, though faint, it was undeniably present.ether is just wasting our time. The other possibility is that the news is accurate. We can return to Yulu and there's no need for both of us to go. One person goes to explore the path, and the other s...