t. Staying here would only mean waiting for death. This insect tide was unexpectedly fierce, and it became so much more violent for no apparent reason, leading to the downfall of the Heavenly Slaying...In the room, the little bearded monk would occasionally run to the door and peek out through the crack, probably wanting to see if the fog outside had cleared.

Lu Ye ignored him and focused on recovering. According to the jade slip he bought from the Tianji Commerce League, the duration of this mist was unpredictable, ranging from an hour to a day or two, with no set pattern.

After half a day of investigation, Little Whiskers suddenly shouted: "Giant Shell."

A hulking figure, clad in a tattered hemp tunic, walked out from within. The giant's chest was half-exposed.

Xiao Huzi rushed to the land and arched his hands: "Fellow Daoist, let us take our leave first. We shall meet again in the future."

He had endured and endured before, but in the end, he didn't dare to attack Lu Ye.

After he finished speaking, he walked out of the room with the giant. The two figures, one tall and one short, quickly disappeared.

Only after they left did Lu Ye stand up and walk to the door to look outside. Making sure the mist had dissipated, he also left.

He needed to replenish the ranks of his amber underlings and, at the same time, search for the whereabouts of Qichu and others.

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Lü Yè glanced at them, then activated the battlefield mark on her wrist. A blue light bloomed instantly from the mark.

"Kill!" The cultivator waved his hand, and several people immediately took up an attacking stance.

Then they were stunned to see the Binding Spirit Chains that bound Lu Ye retract, and one after another, ghostly spirits floated out from Amber crouching on Lu Ye's shoulder. Before they could figure out what was happening, they were all bound tightly by numerous Binding Spirit Chains.

Lu Ye moved his neck and walked to the front of the male cultivator, slowly drawing the Panshan Sword from his waist.

The man was stunned, staring at Lu Ye in disbelief: "How can you control the Immortal Yuan Guard"

It was precisely because they saw Lü Ye being captured by the Immortal Guard that they jumped out to block the way. If it were their own people, they would naturally rescue and strengthen their own forces. But if it were enemies, then they wouldn't be so polite.

They never expected that someone in this world could actually control the Immortal Essence Guards.

"Do you know where Hina of Honoka Academy is"

"I don't know."

"

"Then you're useless." The long blade slashed down, sending blood flying.

Lu Ye walked up to the second person and asked the same question.

"I know."

"You swear an oath of heavenly secrets!"

"I... I don't know."

...

After a few moments, several corpses lay sprawled on the ground. Lu Ye collected their storage pouches.

These people shouldn't be from the Sumeru Academy, because there isn't a single woman among them. Maybe they are cultivators from the Wanmo Mountains or people from the Mount Jizo. Naturally, it's unclear what happened to Qihang.

Speaking of which, pretending to be captured by the Xian Yuan Guard is actually quite effective. Not only can it deceive other Xian Yuan Guards, but it can also be used to fish for information. Lu Ye even wanted to keep doing this forever.

Considering that being bound by spirit shackles would make it inconvenient to deal with sudden crises, he dismissed the idea.

It is foreseeable that in a short period of time, the two cultivators will have a confrontation. The outcome of this confrontation will determine the life and death of the cultivators on both sides in the future. Once the two forces in Wanmo Ridge gain an advantage in this confrontation, they will surely exterminate all members of the Haottian Alliance.

The Haotian League was originally supposed to have two factions enter this place, but unfortunately, the faction called Lingyun Dian is still on the road. The Wuliang Mirage Realm has already opened, which means they weren't able to enter.

Those cultivators from the Haotian Alliance, seeing Lu Ye alone, naturally tried to persuade him to join them.

Lu Ye refused. While joining the other members of the Haotian Alliance would certainly be safer, by the time they were ready on Wanmo Ridge, it would be too late. He may appear to be alone right now, but he actually had over thirty Pings under his command. As long as he didn't encounter too many enemies, he could handle himself.

Being alone gives him more freedom, and he can also find opportunities to weaken the power of Wanmoling. He has killed many Wanmoling cultivators along the way.

And, he had yet to finish his plan of replacing all the minions under his command with squad captains.

These special spirits residing in Xian Yuan City each had their own obsessions or preferences in life. Liu Sanbao was a gambler, so when Lu Ye entered his house, he wanted to gamble with Lu Ye, wagering everything until they gambled their lives away. The game would only end when one of them lost everything. Usually, Liu Sanbao would win.

This female spirit's obsession is a bit strange. She came up and asked Lu Ye if he could write poetry.

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No."

"Then would you be right"

"Neither will I."

"What will the guest do"

"I will chop people!"

Lü Yè raised his hand and drew the Pianshan sword.

The other party's aura is even more intense than Liu Sanbao's. This must be a spirit of the Heavenly level, eighth or even ninth layer. Xianyuan City truly is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers.

The female spirit glanced at the Pianshan Blade and, instead of being angered by Lu Ye's rudeness, she merely smiled gently.

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