y day as long as conditions allowed. This kind of training might not allow him to master any too mysterious sword techniques and skills, but it could make his foundation increasingly solid.In addition...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.sunderstanding, she blushed.As the former town magistrate of Feng's family, she understood better than anyone what Lu Ye had just done.Under that mark, she was no longer an anonymous cultivator. From...