Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap

ive, their demise was already predetermined.This time, Lu Ye paid special attention. Every time he killed someone, his merit points increased by three. Two people meant six points. Now his merit point...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.knowledgeable about pharmacology.Upon hearing Lu Ye's words, she stepped aside: "Come in."Lu Ye went inside and took a quick look around. The furnishings in the room were similar to his own, very simp...