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Chapter Forty: The Qingyun Market and the Wealthy Earth Mast

    

what met her eyes caused her pupils to constrict. The long-sword woman who was fighting Lùyè suddenly flew backwards, spitting out a mouthful of blood while still in mid-air.>Let me know if you have...Qingyunfang Market had no fixed entrances or exits. Lu Ye, coming from the foot of Qingyun Mountain, naturally blended in with the flow of people entering and leaving the market.

A cacophony of noise greeted them as they stepped onto the bustling streets, crowded with cultivators milling about.

Lu Ye didn't expect that such a small market would gather so many cultivators. He hadn't even seen a single cultivator on Qingyun Mountain before, not even half a one.

It's no surprise that, regardless of which sect you look at, the number of foundation-building cultivators is always the largest. The outermost edge of the Lingxi Battlefield is precisely where these lower-level cultivators gather.

Judging from the appearance of these traveling cultivators, one couldn't tell which faction they belonged to. After all, no one would write their origins on their forehead for all to see.

He couldn't even tell the difference in cultivation levels between these cultivators.

Lu Ye was originally quite puzzled. The Haotiantian Alliance and the Wanmo Ridge were two opposing camps, engaged in repeated wars and conflicts. Under such circumstances, their minds had long been twisted beyond recognition, filled with intense hatred for each other. How could these two factions possibly coexist peacefully When he arrived here, he finally understood. Nobody actually knew which faction belonged to whom. Even if they were mixed together, at most they would only be cautious towards strangers and wouldn't rashly attack.

>> However, his vigilance was quickly dispelled because standing beside the brawny man with horns was a petite woman. The key point was that the woman had two fluffy ears on her head, resembling cat ears, she must be the companion of the man with horns.lling enemies was as easy as chopping melons and vegetables. Before this, these Wan Mo Ling cultivators only felt that this was an exaggeration, a way to describe someone's strength.However, today, I...