Chapter Eighteen: Tang Lao's Dilemma

ds left his mouth, he saw the blood dripping from Lü Ye's Pianshan sword. He couldn't help but be taken aback. "You killed him"This is really strange, a mere blood eater would dare to kill a member of...Setting the expectation to the minimum means choosing the lowest-ranked sect, and not being indecisive, meaning making only one choice.

If Lu Ye's understanding is correct, then Pang Hai's last words to him meant this.

The most important question is, whether you should trust him!

After a moment of thought, Lu Ye made his decision. He put down the brush in his hand and handed it to the bearded cultivator across from him along with his jade pendant. “Senior brother, I’ve made my choice.”

"Come now, think it over a bit more"

Lu Ye lowered his head and glanced at it: "No need."

My aptitude today is frighteningly low. Even if I chose a different sect, it probably wouldn't help. Rather than hope for the best, I might as well put my hopes on the last one, Bixue Sect. Pang Hai doesn't have to deliberately mock me; after all, I gave him two pieces of ore.

A female cultivator said: “The response from Wanmo Ridge is faster than expected. Several sects have already begun gathering troops, so we need to leave here quickly.”

" army, united and dedicated, began to show signs of division for the first time.Even cultivators, being human, have the flaws of humanity. When things go smoothly, there's no problem. But once setback...