here, he finally understood. Nobody actually knew which faction belonged to whom. Even if they were mixed together, at most they would only be cautious towards strangers and wouldn't rashly attack.>>...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.ust have paid a huge price. And right now, it's highly likely that he can no longer take action to kill.If that's truly the case, then what does the Wanmo Ridge fear him for!He certainly had the abili...