Chapter 502: Too Much Luck Is Not a Good Thing

Lu Ye.">>Please provide me with the text you would like me to translate. I can handle multiple languages!Lu Ye reached up to touch the little head in his arms, puzzled. "What's wrong"Although they had...In a hunting ground shrouded in blood-red skies, deep underground, more than ten zhang below the surface, within a cave, Lu Ye was busy. He planted array flags one after another, setting up an array formation.

The exposed his name and surname. He didn't know how much attention it would attract from the millions of cultivators in the Wan Mo Ridge, but it was certain that it wouldn't be few.

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If someone were to block us inside here before the formation was set, it would be truly a situation with no way up and no way down.

After a busy half hour, another teleportation array was set up and made secure. An invisibility formation concealed it, and a detonation formation was added for extra protection.

This way, even if a cultivator enters the cave, as long as they don't reach the bottom, they won't trigger the explosive formation.

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It's perfectly normal. Two hours have passed since the hunting grounds opened, and there have been battles everywhere during this time. Where there are battles, there will be casualties, and where there are casualties, hunting points will be generated.

Over a hundred hunting points are not too many, Lu Ye's ranking naturally keeps dropping.

Given this trend, it won't be long before his name disappears from the bounty list.

Lü Yè had no interest in the Hunt List. In the hunting grounds, his only objective was to survive.

There is a ghostly cultivator hiding there!

The battlefield scars on the back of my hand were still and silent. The other party might be from the Haotian Alliance.

But Lu Ye wasn't sure if the battlefield marks would react under such circumstances, given that both sides were concealing their figures and weren't far apart.

Logically speaking, this shouldn't be the case, because if even when their forms are concealed they still react, then the Ghost Cultivators' advantage would be completely gone.

As if sensing Lu Ye's gaze, the ghost cultivator suddenly turned his head and glanced in Lu Ye's direction.

Lü Ye had insight into spirit patterns, but he didn't. Naturally, he couldn't see anything.ndron. Even her fair back and slender neck were tinged with a blush. She lowered her head, her voice barely a whisper: "I understand."Stitch by stitch, with meticulous care, the imprint of the Spirit...