Chapter Eighteen: Tang Lao's Dilemma

.After playing with it for a while, unable to figure out the purpose of this round bead, Lu Ye returned it.This orb isn't a demonic pill, but in terms of value, it's far more precious than an ordinary...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.”

" late for them to react.Just as he had taken flight, his body crashed to the ground with a heavy thud. The searing pain in his back made it hard for him to breathe. When he looked up, a rain of blades...