te!Now, the cultivators of Wanmo Ridge have disappeared. Behind them is a group of even more troublesome things. With no other choice, Lu Ye could only head to that fiery place.As long as the environm...The corpulent monk sitting behind the desk took out a palm-sized jade slip from his storage pouch. He raised his eyes to look at Lu Ye, and said, “Name, origin, and cultivation level”ke me to translate something else!"I refuse!"The decisive answer fell on his ears, and Song Zhui nodded slightly.As expected, if Lu Ye truly agreed to such a thing, that would be insane. As Song Zhuo...