rd work and sweat.Besides cultivators like Lu Ye, whose achievements flowed like water, every cultivator meticulously calculated their contributions.However, this time the auction of Ling Qi felt off...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.

Theyears. That young man should be about your age. Even Xu Dingyang fled in fear, how could he possibly have saved you from danger"All of a sudden, Duo Lang's expression turned serious: "This is hard to...