The boy's expression was somewhat melancholy, his eyes fixed on an empty space in front of him, as if staring at something.,A cultivator's spiritual energy is a truly magical force. Lu Ye had once seen a cultivator from the Evil Moon Valley make a move. Although it wasn't particularly imposing, that person simply slapped a palm lightly, shattering a piece of ore. It was this miraculous sight that made Lu Ye resolute in his determination to open his own spiritual acupoints and become a cultivator.,A numbness spread through his chest, the sound of a bone cracking echoing in the air. Lu Ye cried out as he was sent flying backward, crashing to the ground.。