but the manifestation of a terrestrial leaf spirit's spiritual power, she would have probably held it up in reverence.Lu Ye's forehead bulged with a blue vein as he corrected, "What do you mean quail...The corpulent monk sitting behind the desk took out a palm-sized jade slip from his storage pouch. He raised his eyes to look at Lu Ye, and said, “Name, origin, and cultivation level”ow seeing that Lu Ye showed no signs of poisoning, Xia Qianqian had a vague guess in her heart. Only someone who couldn't be poisoned could create such a poisonous mist!This method is too vicious, it'...