The weak cry out with all their might, yet no one cares; The strong whisper softly, yet their words penetrate deeply into the heart. A Talent Tree ablaze with flames, every leaf bearing different spirit runes, Lu Ye, reduced to a mining slave after his sect was destroyed, used this to become a cultivator and stirred the winds of change in the Nine Provinces...
In the combat field, Lu Ye stood at a high point with his hand on the hilt of his blade. His cheeks puffed rhythmically as he chewed on the elixir pill in his mouth. Taking a few quick bites, he swallowed it whole to recover his own spirit force. Then, he took out a large chunk of high-quality honey and ate it, recovering not just his spirit force but also his physical strength, which was exactly what he needed at the moment.
The combat field, spanning dozens of zhang, was a scene of intense battle.
Yiyi and Amber were in the arena, facing off against a 9th Heaven physique cultivator.
Lu Ye had been fighting challenges like this for half the day and, exhausted from the effort, simply let Yiyi and Amber take over.
Plus, Yiyi had been itching for a fight since she hadn't taken action earlier.