if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!"Master brother, something big has happened."Looking at his excited expression, this should be good news rather than bad.Lü Yè had expected this,...Yun Qingyue said, “Although there is still a ten-day deadline, the negotiation has not yet been finalized. We need to give all the major sects enough time to prepare, so we have to hurry.”
He said this, but not only did he not slow down, he even sped up. Wu Jun saw this and could only helplessly follow.
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Charging ahead, the distant Tianjian Peak came into view.
Wu Jun suddenly spoke: "Actually, we could try to have the ghost cultivator attack him. If they kill him, all our troubles would be solved."
"What if we can't kill it"
If we can't kill him, then he will be utterly enraged by Lu Yiye. What the consequences will be at that point are unpredictable.
Actually, the Shen Hai Realm had considered sending powerful ghost cultivators into the fray. But the risks were too great. For one thing, Lu Yiye was a master of formation techniques. Even if he remained on Tian Jian Feng, there would certainly be numerous defensive formations around him. It's unlikely that a ghost cultivator could infiltrate his perimeter safely.
If he were ever to discover their whereabouts, with his tyrannical power, the Ghost Cultivators would surely meet a grim end.
It is precisely because of such concerns that the Wan Mo Ridge faction did not dare to act rashly, but instead sent Wu Jun and Yun Qingyue to come for negotiations.
As they reached the airspace above Tianjian Peak, the two of them swept their eyes across the scene and saw a solitary figure sitting at the peak of Lingfeng.
"That's over there." Yun Qingyue spoke, commanding her flying artifact to descend downward. Wu Jun closely followed suit.
In a blink of an eye, the two figures landed ten zhang in front of Lu Ye.
Both of them were secretly surprised, looking at each other. Lu Ye's body showed no sign of purple lightning at all.
According to the information they had received, Lu Ye had broken through the New Moon Gate garrison, killing over fifty people. The purple lightning aura on his body was so dense it almost materialized. However, when he appeared at the Yunyang Sect garrison half a day later, the purple lightning disappeared. When he killed again, the purple lightning reappeared.
But at this moment, the purple lightning disappeared again...
This undoubtedly illustrates that Lu Yiye indeed had means to suppress heavenly secrets and punish transgressions, but does such a magical method truly exist in this world
As the two people were observing Lu Ye, Lu Ye, who was studying a book, also looked up at them. At first glance, he was attracted by Yun Qingyue, and his eyes lit up involuntarily.
A woman who can be evaluated as a goddess by the men of an era, her appearance is naturally beautiful. Beautiful things always bring joy to people.
Her gaze dropped, her eyes shining brighter. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!
Lu Ye glanced at Wu Jun again, not paying much attention.
What can be certain is that both of them who came are not from the Lingxi Realm, nor even the Yunhe Realm. At the very least, they are from the Zhenhu Realm, and it's highly unlikely they are from the Shenhai Realm.
What made Lü Ye slightly puzzled was the age of this woman. Judging from her appearance, she didn't seem much older than him. But how could a cultivator at least at the Zhenhu Realm be so young Her appearance gave no indication of her age, one could only say that she took good care of herself.
"Could it be that you are Lu Yiye, the cultivator from Bixue Sect" Yun Qingyue spoke first.
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"What proof do you want" Lu Ye didn't believe these two hadn't seen his portrait or any images of him before they came.
Wu Jun said, "I hear that Lu Yiye has a white beast by his side, never leaving him. I don't seem to have seen it."
It is not here.
Yiyi had to send Tao Zhengyu back to his station, and Hupo had to go with him. As one spirit and one demon were destined to be together, they couldn't be separated for too long.
"The Yunhe cultivator who stormed the Lingxi battlefield and killed people would be punished by Heaven's Will, with the Soul-Crushing Divine Thunder encircling them. I didn't even see any traces of the Soul-Crushing Divine Thunder. How can you prove that you are Lu Yiye" Wu Jun pressed his advantage, relentlessly pursuing. Regardless of the outcome, he had to establish dominance, make Lu Yiye understand that Wanmo Ridge wasn't some soft target he could just manipulate at will.
Most importantly, Wu Jun wanted to know how Lu Ye suppressed the punishment of Tiangui. If he could figure this out, then any price would be worth it.
Wǔ Jùn Hún never expected Lù Yè to attack him. Seeing three blades of light slashing towards him, his face tightened. He immediately channeled his spiritual power and blood energy to protect himself.
He is a body cultivator, and a true Lake Realm body cultivator at that. He has surpassed the stage of relying on spirit artifacts for protection; his own physique is the strongest defense.
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Yún Qīng Yue helplessly said, “Although I understand what you're saying, your request is indeed too harsh. The last time at Wàn Mó Lǐng, all the major sects had already bled dry. If we did it again, the major sects would certainly not agree. This has been a consensus reached by the experts at the Shen Hǎi realm level. I know about your ordeal in the hunting ground; you must be feeling resentful and have suffered immense losses. I understand why you'd make such a request, but you have already destroyed two sect bases and killed many people. Would this really help soothe your anger”
Lu Ye calmly stared at her star-like eyes: “Daoist Yun, if you’re here to waste my time, then there’s no need to speak. I’ll only be here for ten days.” (To be continued) to translate!had picked through a pile of fallen leaves and lost interest. There wasn't much to be gained in this treasure trove, even for cultivators. Even if one obtained an unfamiliar treasure, t...