Chapter Five Hundred and Seventy-Eighth: Generous Sharing

is pace.What enraged the denizens of the Wanmo Ridge even more was that Lu Ye's challenge was a one-on-one affair, he didn't let go any of the Wanmo Ridge cultivators who ranked ahead of him. And all...Coming out from Xie Yunhan, Zhou Yuntai rushed forward, preparing to report about Lu Ye.

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Upon seeing Zhou Yuntai suddenly appear, both of them hurriedly stopped and bowed together: "Zhou Daoist."

Zhou Yuntai's expression was grim. He first glared hatefully at Xia Liang, leaving him bewildered. Then he turned to Lu Ye, his tone full of concern: "Lu Daoist, how are your injuries Are you alright"

His enthusiasm left Lu Ye a little stunned, but considering Zhou Yuntian was the steward of Huxian Valley, he didn't think too much about it. He simply replied: "It's nothing serious, just some flesh wounds, I can recover with a little rest."

Zhou Yuntian let out a long sigh of relief: "That's good, that's good." He then turned to Xia Liang and reprimanded him: "Xia Daoist friend, the cultivators are far inferior to you. How can you use such heavy hands!"

Xia Liang said, "No, Zhou Dao-you, it's Lu Yiye who came to find me, asking me to spar with him in swordsmanship…"A deafening cracking sound echoed as Lu Ye felt an excruciating pain shoot through his right arm, the one wielding the blade. His flesh tore apart, spraying crimson blood everywhere.Even the Pianshan...