Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

geted by such a person, it's the hardest to defend against."North Profound Sword Sect, Mu Qingyun wouldn't agree!"When the sound of swords ringing echoed, a sword light swept across, revealing Mu Qing...Moments later, Lu Ye sat in a partitioned room, with screens blocking prying eyes. The demon cultivator was gone without a trace, but before leaving, she told Lu Ye to wait here. Someone in charge would soon come to trade with him. If he had any other instructions, he could shake the nearby bell and someone would attend to him.

On the table stood a pot of freshly brewed tea. Lu Ye poured himself a cup and took a sip. Immediately, his expression changed to one of surprise. This was no ordinary tea; within the brew lay a trace of spiritual energy, though faint, it was undeniably present.taking a deep breath and pondering for a moment, Cao Xiang finally spoke: "Honorable guest, are these elixirs for sale"The old god Lu Ye was composed, choked on his tea, put on the air of an alchemist...