e cultivator surnamed Qin smiled faintly. Though he wanted to kill Lu Ye right now, he didn't want to lose his manners in front of everyone. He casually returned the salute: "Tiangyuan Sect, Qin Shu!"...Moments later, Lu Ye gathered his spoils and left, leaving behind two incomplete corpses.

Cultivators at the fourth level of the Lingxi realm couldn't withstand three strikes under Lu Ye's hands, let alone those at the third level. With Lu Ye seizing the initiative, their demise was already predetermined.

This time, Lu Ye paid special attention. Every time he killed someone, his merit points increased by three. Two people meant six points. Now his merit points had reached sixty-two!

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As night fell, within a mountain path, Lu Ye sheltered himself to make repairs. Yi Yi and the big tiger remained as they always did, keeping watch at both ends, lest anyone intrude without them knowing.ed through the wormhole, it would have a certain impact on its stability. Logically speaking, with so many month yaos from the Defiled Clan coming this way, the wormhole's stability should be very poo...