Chapter Eighteen: Tang Lao's Dilemma

ted once more.It's too late.Lù Yè raised his right hand, slick with fresh blood, and grasped the long sword at his waist.Although this life is a bit short and not quite brilliant, even in death he mus...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.”

"and with nearly four hundred people returning, it always took some time. By the time the cultivators from Shenyin Palace and Lingyun Hall arrived, almost a hundred people hadn't had time to return.A g...