Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

taken out the Zhāo Tiān Jìng. The smooth mirror surface slowly flew into the air, swelling with the wind. In an instant, it grew to a tremendous size. The mirror's surface did not reflect anything; in...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. other text you'd like me to translate!His two big hands were spread open, gently lifting the tiny swaddled bundle. He dared not use even a bit of force, feeling the vitality of the little life in his...