uch a battlefield, it's possible for even seventh or eighth-ninth level cultivators to die at any moment.Li Ye saw with his own eyes that the cultivator was shattered like a bubble before the berserk...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., as if he had stumbled into some dragon's lair or tiger's den.Obviously, there was no one in the yard.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!He suddenly understood. This co...