Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap

e."Lu Ye frowned, now that the situation was like this, if he wanted to continue helping Yan Miao burn away the curse poison, there were only two choices left. One was to go back first and wait until...A moment later, the ghost cultivator knelt on one knee before Lu Ye, his expression respectful. Having refined the blood essence, the ghost cultivator naturally felt a sense of awe towards Lu Ye.suddenly realized. He was old and experienced; he had just not made the connection for a while. Now that he understood, he finally reacted.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to trans...