two of them walked through the archway of branches together, their conversation echoing as they went.The two of them were clearly cultivators, currently discussing the layout of a certain formation....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.ing quietly.Before him, Chu Zhu had already died beyond any hope of revival. Both his physical body and his soul were shattered and ruined.>Just relying on pretense and the myriad spirit patterns, Lu...