and should be able to open two more acupoints.Lu Ye silently calculated that if he opened a meridian every three days, it would take him a full thousand eighty days to open all three hundred and sixt...A tiger, majestic and powerful, stood amidst the mountains and forest.

Facing it, two figures stood frozen with fear.

Just when the fair and handsome young man was at a loss, Lu Ye from over there spoke up: "King Tiger, please calm down. I understand the rules. According to your rules, King, please don't harm my life!"

Da Hu looked at him and let out a soft hum: “Since you understand the rules, I can spare your life this time.”

Da Hu turned his head back to the pale cultivator and said, "What about you Do you want to die or live"

"I want to live!" The white-robed cultivator blurted out, a pained expression on his face. He imitated Lu Ye's actions, unfastening the storage pouch from his waist, unlocking its restrictions, and throwing it onto the ground before him.

He had heard some rumors in the marketplace before, saying that there was a monster on Qingyun Mountain that could speak human language. Many cultivators had encountered it, but the monster generally didn't harm human lives. It was only interested in spirit pills and spirit stones. As long as the cultivator was willing to pay a price, they could escape from its clutches.

He didn't expect that by chasing Lu Ye into the mountain, he would actually encounter this monster. What a terrible stroke of bad luck.

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"It's open!" Lu Ye and the white cultivator shouted in unison. Not only that, Lu Ye pointed at the white cultivator: "Your Majesty, the weapon in his hand hasn't been dropped yet. He might be intending to harm you!"

The white-robed monk was taken aback, and in his heart he cursed Lu Ye to hell.

Da Hu was also clearly taken aback, but soon it turned its head to look at the white-robed cultivator, letting out a threatening growl from deep in its throat.

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The Pure-White cultivator casually dropped the long sword in his hand, his heart aching as if it were bleeding! You see, the long sword in his hand was a spiritual artifact. Although its rank was low, it was still a spiritual artifact! For a lower-level cultivator, having a spiritual artifact versus not having one was a completely different concept. One could say that a spiritual artifact could increase his strength by as much as 10%!

Although things are dire right now, the priority is survival. Enraging such a beast would likely lead to his demise. Compared to his own life, worldly possessions are insignificant and can be discarded.

"Your Majesty, if there's nothing else, we shall take our leave." Lu Ye spoke.

Both the man with the leaves and the white-robed cultivator slowly retreated backward, without exposing their backs to the tiger. This was a normal response, any person facing a threat would react with caution.

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Then, after taking a few steps back, the white robed cultivator was startled to find Lu Ye suddenly burst out. He grabbed the discarded long sword and charged towards him like a thunderbolt.

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He couldn't bear it any longer. Lu Ye had already drawn his sword and lunged forward.

The Pure White Cultivator hurriedly urged his spiritual energy to protect himself, at the same time slashing towards Lu Ye with his sword. However, what he didn't expect was that his protective spiritual energy had no effect whatsoever. The long sword directly pierced through his heart and exited his body.

Lü Yè kicked out with another foot, sending the fair-faced man flying backward. His sword drew a bloody streak across his heart.

In the blink of an eye, the two had already decided the victor. Lu Ye didn't know if his opponent was dead or alive, so he didn't rush forward recklessly. Instead, he took out an attack talisman from his storage bag, held it in his hand, just in case.

If the opponent dared to stand up, he would immediately activate this talisman.

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The disputes between cultivators are so thrilling, often resulting in life or death within a very short time.

The ground was stained crimson with blood, the pungent metallic smell filling the air. Lu Ye gasped for breath several times, trying to calm his racing heart.

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Dazhu's massive head tilted, and Yiyi emerged from behind it, looking at Lu Ye with a confused expression.

Just then, Lu Ye suddenly rushed over and hurriedly told her, "Help me rob."

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Then, the white monk came chasing after them. Yiyi instantly understood what Lu Ye had gone through. She cooperated with the tiger to put on a show; after all, they were experts at this kind of thing. They could even rob some good stuff in the process—why not

But...isn't this a robbery

How could there be more deaths

Yiyī slowly reacted, realizing that they were being robbed by someone. And Lü Yè had been aiming to kill them all along, just using their efforts as a cover.

"You lied to me" Yiyin glared angrily at Lu Ye.

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Lu Ye glanced at her and criticized, "Your acting is too exaggerated!"

"What" Yiyi was completely confused.

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Yiyi wanted to cry, she felt like she had boarded a pirate ship and couldn't get off. Looking at Dahu with her eyes, Yiyi gritted her teeth: "Chase!"

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>The big tiger roared, and it ran away on all fours.

In the dense forest, a beautiful female cultivator with a slender figure was terrified and running for her life. She felt she had made a grave mistake.

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