ile, the beams returned, with many cultivators sporting bloodstains on their bodies. These were the marks left by the cultivators who had slain the Wanmo Ridge cultivators mining resources in their te...Lu Ye strode forward, standing above Ye Xiong with a condescending gaze.

His indifferent gaze finally made Ye Xiong flustered.

"Ye Liu, I'm your second uncle. You can't kill me. You're still young, and you don't want to live with the burden of killing your family, do you" Ye Xiong spoke with difficulty, even at this moment, he still had the instinct to survive.

All he received in response was a flash of blade.

Ye Liuxu, the second uncle of Ye Liu's family, what does he have to do with me

Ye Xiong died, his eyes wide open, as if he hadn't expected his nephew to be so decisive and ruthless.

In the dead of night, Badao Mountain Villa was thrown into chaos.

The news of Pang Wanhai and Ye Xiong's deaths spread quickly, and the remaining disciples fled one after another. Ye Xiong's wives and concubines also scattered, fearing that Lu Ye would come and kill them all.

Lü Yè wouldn't have that kind of mood.

Although he needed to act according to Ye Liu's identity, killing Ye Xiong and Ye Lang was enough. As for Ye Xiong's wives and concubines, most were ordinary people without cultivation, and a few cultivators didn't have high levels of cultivation either.

Lu Ye walked before the young girl, lifted the protective barrier, and spoke: “You can leave now. Live a good life from here on out. Take anything you like from the mountain villa.”

From now on, there will be no Ba Dao Mountain Villa in Fengzhou. Lu Ye didn't really care about the property in the villa. Those things that were useful to ordinary people weren't much use to cultivators.

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The young girl knelt before Lu Ye, banging her head three times heavily on the ground before hurriedly leaving.

Lu Ye raised his hand and tapped the battlefield mark, sending a message to Yiyi.

As the sky began to lighten, only Lu Ye remained in the vast manor.

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Lu Ye moved a chair and sat down in front of a wooden hut. He held a black stone in his hand, his eyes flickering with thought.

Even with his knowledge, he couldn't tell what material this black stone was made of.

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Thisough many cultivators from Wan Mo Ling had pre-taken antidote pills and prepared some poison-repelling artifacts, many still couldn't hold on by this point.Whether Lu Ye lived or died after this, they...