Chapter 97: Officially Healing

the blood off his long blade. Several cultivators from the Wàn Mó Lǐng camp lay defeated around him, their faces contorted in pain. Lu Ye's brow was furrowed with concern.He felt something was off.S... on.Inside the Heavenly Machine Treasury, Lu Ye softly whispered: "Commission, spiritual artifact refinement!"I've done this kind of thing before, so I know the process.As soon as the voice fell, the...