"He leapt into the air, standing poised mid-air. He looked carefully between the nine fruits, as if searching for some difference. Then he plucked one and placed it in a wooden box, handling it with...A moment later, the ghost cultivator knelt on one knee before Lu Ye, his expression respectful. Having refined the blood essence, the ghost cultivator naturally felt a sense of awe towards Lu Ye. are already several people charging towards them.When several cultivators who charged over saw this scene, they couldn't help but furrow their brows.If Lu Ye and the woman grabbed blue or purple spir...
Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap