Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

pression was slightly surprised, as if he hadn't expected his single strike to be unable to kill this Ghost Cultivator. However, after thoroughly examining the other party's aged features, he reacted...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.bered and outmatched, unable to confront such a formidable force.If the three major dominating sects were to make a move, they wouldn't mind coming over to take advantage of the situation and cheer th...