distant horizon.These days, the Wanmo Ridge is truly on fire. Things were going so well at first, but somehow it all went to hell. Now we're being chased by the Haotiantian League like dogs, and it's..."Brother Dao, no matter what happens later, you don't need to intervene. Just observe the changes," Lu Ye instructed. Ao Zong's temper was a bit hotheaded. Although he wasn't afraid of Zi Xuan Island with his background, Lu Ye didn't want him to get into trouble because of his own affairs.

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Lü Ye didn't raise his head, he just lowered his head and drank. A demon maid beside him pinched up a berry and offered it to Lü Ye, who opened his mouth and ate it.

Yuan Cheng's face twitched slightly, and he instantly regretted swaggering in front of Lu Ye. Being ignored in public like this was a blow to his pride. He gritted his teeth and said, "Friend Daoist, it seems your ears aren't very sharp"

Lü Yè was still too lazy to pay him any attention. Instead, n Zǐ splashed the wine in his cup forward and glared, "Where did this clueless thing come from, prattling on endlessly Scram!"

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Four demon tribes carried a bamboo bed before Lionheart, bowed respectfully, then retreated.

Hu Guang stepped forward, his pale and bloodless face, which was normally shrouded in an eerie pallor, now wore a look of excitement. "My esteemed colleagues," he announced, "Behold! This is our offering for today's Blood Feast. Don't let his current state fool you, this man is a Yue Yao, a rare find indeed! He is a lone cultivator, with firm flesh and resilient constitution, I expect him to be quite delectable!"

The End you'd like me to translate!When Lu Ye first received the talent tree, he had thought about whether it could be used to cleanse impurities in other people's bodies and make them as pure in spiritual p...