What left Lu Ye feeling helpless was that he had no more Core Fire on hand!
For a moment, he was filled with regret. Had he known, he should have spent all his Merit at the Heaven's Mystery Merchant Guild a few days ago.
Checking his Merit, he had a little over 2,500 points. That was enough to buy around ten portions of Core Fire, but it definitely would not be enough. Even if he sold all the spoils he had seized these past few days to the Heaven's Mystery Vault, he would not gain much Merit.
Where was he supposed to find Core Fire? Lu Ye was troubled.
Meanwhile, within the Core Region, at the camp of a Second Rank Sect from Myriad Demon Ridge.
Two Heaven Nine cultivators sat side by side atop a Cliffside Boulder, a man and a woman. The man was imposing and extraordinary in bearing, while the woman was beautiful as a flower, with a delicate, graceful figure. She nestled against the man's chest in an intimate manner.
The two were the Garrison Envoy and Deputy Envoy of this camp.
Setting the man aside, the woman was Bai Lan, ranked forty-eighth on the Spirit Stream Rankings. Judging by her wide sleeves and loose robes, she was clearly a Spell Cultivator. Only Spell Cultivators, who had no need to engage others in close combat, wore such loose garments. Weapon Cultivators, Body Cultivators, and Ghost Cultivators generally chose close-fitting clothes to better facilitate fighting.
However, her assets were remarkably impressive. Even her loose clothing could not conceal her abundant endowments.
Holding the man's hand, Bai Lan said softly, "Senior Brother needn't worry. I chose terrain suited to Spell Cultivators. No matter how fierce that Lu Yiye is, could he really kill me with one slash? If