ing Lu Ye, only two remained. One of them was being tormented by the light of the magical artifacts, on the verge of ecstasy and agony.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate...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!ble sourness..." "For a moment, there was a heavy silence.>>>">>A tiny pool suddenly enlarged rapidly in Lu Ye's field of vision. In an instant, he felt as if he wasn't falling into a pool, but rather...