.This is something I still remember clearly.Could it be that the blurry figure before my eyes is my younger brother's soulThat wrapping, like mist yet not mist, like liquid yet not liquid, could it be...In the palace, Lu Ye had a long conversation with Sun Nianyue, gaining some insight. His next goal should be to find a way to quickly kill the celestial disciples.

If it can be found, then this journey will surely be fruitful.

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As he was thinking this, Sun Nianyue suddenly glanced at the Pianshan sword at his waist, her gaze complex: "After so many years, you're still carrying it"

"Huh" Lu Ye was taken aback, the Pianshan Blade... Did it have any special origins in this trial scenario

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Sun Niyue sighed, “We are weak medical cultivators, disciple. We should just focus on saving lives and healing the wounded, we don't need to go into battle. You were like this back then too. Your talent in medicine was unparalleled, yet you chose to pursue the path of a warrior cultivator instead, angering Master. Even now…”

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>>She spoke for only a few breaths, but in that short time, the black mist swirling around the armless cultivator's wound, along with the gloom on his face, vanished without a trace!e and immediately looked up. The clone ignored him, simply leaping forward and flying into the distance. Dao Shi followed closely behind, never leaving his side for a moment.Let me know if you have an...