and natural talent.In front of the Tiānjī Hall, Lü Yè, Huā Cí, and Chén Yù were selecting disciples to be recruited into the sect. Among the scattered cultivators in the marketplace, Chén Yù knew more...On the stage, Zi'an quickly retreated, but a wound was still cut across his chest and abdomen. Facing him, Lu Ye leaned forward and struck again with another blow.

Zi An narrowly dodged a rolling gourd, barely escaping its impact. As she rose to her feet, her body was covered in mud stained crimson with blood, looking utterly dishevelled.

He barely managed to steady himself before a gust of wind hit him from behind. He snarled like a rabid dog, feeling a sharp pain on his head as if something had sliced off a chunk of his scalp.

The, Lu Ye was sitting weakly, his lower body covered with a thick animal skin blanket, coughing occasionally.< < A little fairy doctor is by his side, checking on his injuries.>After the great battle t...