Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap

In the room, Lu Ye was shirtless, sitting cross-legged on his bed.A moment later, the ghost cultivator knelt on one knee before Lu Ye, his expression respectful. Having refined the blood essence, the ghost cultivator naturally felt a sense of awe towards Lu Ye.ve to go into this room. At any other time, as long as he shows his face, you must follow him closely and never leave his side!"“Yes,” Dao Shi said, still as taciturn as ever.>>But now that the master...