eed galloped, its hooves pounding the earth. Lu Ye sat firmly on its back, his form as stable as a pillar.He had never ridden a horse, but he had ridden a tiger. Amber ran much bumpier than that, so t...In the spirit realm, Xia Qianqian and the female cultivator bid farewell to Lu Ye as he departed. The latter waved incessantly, his expression one of reluctance.

Xia Qianqian glanced at her: "The person is gone, little wave-legged one, what are you waving for"

The female cultivator pleaded, her voice choked with distress: "Senior Sister, how can you speak to me like that"

"What a waste." Xia Qianqian was exasperated.

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