s spiritual apertures, imbuing them with the Gathering Spirit patterns. Suddenly, a gigantic crimson pupil appeared in his mind, and a faint, aged voice echoed, though Lu Ye couldn't quite make out it...sidu Forest hut, Lu Ye sacrificed a flying artifact, soaring into the sky. Hupo crouched on his shoulder.In the small courtyard, Hua Ci watched him leave.Let me know if you'd like me to translate some...