Momo

The weak cry out with all their might, yet no one cares; 
The strong whisper softly, yet their words penetrate deeply into the heart.
A Talent Tree ablaze with flames, every leaf bearing different spirit runes, Lu Ye, reduced to a mining slave after his sect was destroyed, used this to become a cultivator and stirred the winds of change in the Nine Provinces...

Sage of Humanity

For a moment, the scene was chaotic, even with Dao Thirteen present, it seemed difficult to maintain control.


Zhang Julai slapped the armrest of his chair and angrily shouted, "Silence, all of you!"


Only then did the Blood Race quiet down, but one still spoke up, "Cave Residence Master, if that's the case, what about our future cultivation?"


Surely we can't really rely on consuming nature's spiritual energy or extracting power from Spirit Stones, what advantage would the Sacred Race have left then?


Zhang Julai had already received Lu Ye's instructions, so he confidently explained, "Banning your slaughter of Blood Food is precisely for the sake of your future cultivation! While Blood Food is easy to breed, it's hard to cultivate them to maturity. If we kill too many, sooner or later we'll end up with none to use. In the future, I will have people bring fresh blood from nearby villages periodically, ensuring your needs for cultivation."


Chapter 1012 Staying Behind