e bag, and with a touch of his hand on its opening, a flash of light appeared.Just as Lu Ye was muttering to himself, the old man tossed the storage pouch back. "I'll take this bottle of Dragon Tiger...After a moment of silence, there was no response. Ying Wujī asked again. Still, there was no answer.

After several attempts, Ying Wuji even couldn't help but wonder if this sound-transmitting stone was actually useful.

As he was about to put it away, he glanced around furtively, like someone with a guilty conscience. He clutched the communication stone and whispered, "Blood dripping ancient"ilu poured a cup of wine and placed it before Lu Ye, pouring another for herself. Gazing into her cup, a wistful expression flickered in her eyes, as if tinged with melancholy.Lu Ye recalled what she...