ther text you'd like translated!After a rare victory, the East naturally deserves to reap the rewards. This is decided by the outcome of the martial arts tournament. For the next fifty years, the East...Liu Ye walked out slowly under the escort of an official from the Sky Machine Merchant Alliance of Liusu Fang.

The last six pieces of the Yuanci ore were sold, along with the storage pouches obtained from those people at Youyun Mountain, to the Tianji Merchant Alliance.

That week, Shixiong Luye didn't sell his storage pouch. Instead, he spent some money asking the old cultivator from the Merchant Alliance to remove the restrictions on it. He wanted to see if there was anything good inside.

The result disappointed him greatly. Compared to the input, the harvest was less than expected, not only making no profit, but actually incurring a loss!

Indeed, investing involves risks. Proceed with caution.

That week, the senior brother's most valuable possession was probably that spirit sword. However, it had been broken by Lu Ye during their fight.

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This lesson made him secretly decide that from now on, any storage pouches he obtained would either be owned by someone like a young master or he would pack them all up and sell them.

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Lu Ye was taken aback, because the person's voice sounded familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before.

He had started his journey from Qingyun Mountain and hadn't met many people along the way, so how could he possibly meet someone he knew here

He pondered for a moment, his face growing grave.

He turned and walked towards the tavern. As soon as he entered, someone came up to greet him: "Welcome, friend! What would you like to eat What would you like to drink"

Although he wasn't like a common tavern waiter who nodded and bowed, his attitude was very warm.

"Find someone." Lu Ye lowered his voice and walked straight towards the stairs.

Then the wandering cultivator smiled and withdrew.

Lu Ye took step by step up the stairs until he reached the staircase landing on the second floor. He stopped his figure and looked up at the second floor.

By the window, a man with disheveled hair and a disheveled appearance sat slumped. Several small dishes were laid out on the table in front of him, and wine bottles littered both the tabletop and the floor...

This man seems to have gone through something very unfortunate and is drowning his sorrows in alcohol.

Lu Ye only glanced at it before immediately retreating, his heart pounding.

Uncle Dong, good night!

When Lu Ye first heard the sound, he thought it was familiar, but considering the circumstances, it seemed unlikely. Just to be safe, he decided to climb up and take a look.

Upon closer inspection, he realized that this person was indeed Uncle Dong, who had been chasing him.

He had no idea what Dong Shuye had gone through. This man was nowhere near as imposing as he used to be when he relentlessly pursued him. He was more like a bereaved dog, utterly desolate. There was even a fresh scar on his cheek.

Lu Ye couldn't figure out why Dong Shuye, this fellow, would come to this place.

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He remembered what Huaci had told him last time, that the Jiuxingzong base had been captured by Xuanmen and burned to the ground.

Even so, the base is still there, it's just that the Jiuxing Sect needs to spend a lot of resources to rebuild it. The Xuanmen doesn't have the ability to occupy two bases.

Looking back, although the Jiuxingzong base camp was captured, Dong Shuye didn't die. After all, he is a cultivator at the seventh level of the Realm, not so easy to kill.

>o was rescued from the mist dragon by him is still unconscious, in a coma. Li Shang is taking care of her, so Lu Ye doesn't have to worry about anything.>>I wonder what those two cultivators did to en...