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.ar.Although Tai Mang Mountain is fraught with danger, it also contains many opportunities. Rare monsters, hard-to-find medicinal herbs, and numerous minerals not found elsewhere all attract cultivator...