s a reason for this, though.By this time, Lu Ye also had a vague understanding. The way cultivators practiced by inhaling and exhaling spiritual energy wasn't about literally using their mouths. Inste...“I’ve always felt that the name Lu Ye sounded familiar, and now I know, you are the same Jiu Tian Lu Yi Ye from that day.” Hei Yun smiled slightly, her gaze somewhat scrutinizing: “Your cultivation progress is truly impressive. Back then, you were just at the Shen Hai stage, and now you have reached the Yue Yao mid-stage, even Shi Xin isn’t your match.”

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"Just luck," Lu Ye said with a smile, gesturing with his hand. "Lord Demon King, please."

The black clouds dot the sky, he still carries his hands behind him, striding up onto the bamboo building.

Early that day, the host and guest sat down. Heiyun was still looking around curiously, as if interested in everything. However, Lu Ye's bamboo building was extremely simple, with only a few pieces of furniture. Heiyun couldn't see much grandeur.

"The visitor is here, and it appears to be someone from the Riyue clan. They came through an official request for a meeting. Of course, Lu Ye wouldn't be impolite. He took out a set of tea utensils from his storage ring and began to carefully brew some tea."

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"What was the Demon Lord talking about"ll itself, but this massive impact is something the Dragon Seat could mitigate. Once caught in its midst, Lu Ye would be killed ten times over.A chilling aura of murderous intent hung heavy in the air...